<?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-10128755</id><updated>2011-07-29T04:03:53.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>journey through life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-5898245475814572828</id><published>2008-07-25T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:56:22.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAVE MOVED TO &lt;a href="http://www.vibhasays.blogspot.com"&gt;WWW.VIBHASAYS.BLOGSPOT.COM!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-5898245475814572828?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5898245475814572828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5898245475814572828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2008/07/have-moved-to-www.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-8906740834725017854</id><published>2007-11-03T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:48:03.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soccer for dummies, my style. (Note that I possess minimal knowledge with regards to the 'art' of playing soccer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, grab a spherical object. Cylinders, cuboids and pyramids are out of the question, but worth a try. Next, find something to kick it into. Well, the wider the structure of the 'goalpost' is, the easier the game due to several obvious reasons. For a greater challenge, get a narrower region to kick the spherical object into. Here's the trick, someone from the opposing team has to place his body in grave danger by guarding this 'goalpost' with solely his body. Hence make sure the spherical object has no sharp or jaggered edges to ensure that the human being does not have to taken away on a stretcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So far so good? Now, the tricky bit is the movement of this circular object. Hands are out of the question, so if you'd like to look stylish while playing soccer, tuck your hands in your pockets. It is the emerging style. Feet can be used, don't worry. Well, if you're not too worried about brain damage, use the back of your head or your forehead. For those without heart problems, use your chest by all means. Otherwise, feet work fine. Next step - how many men are required to chase this spherical object and pass it around before shooting it into the 'goalpost'? 11 in total, per team. Oh keep some players on standby. Accidents happen more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, referees are a necessity. They like to keep two coloured cards in their pockets. Red and yellow. (No, they're not all Spanish) They wave the red card if they would rather you get off the field while yellow serves as a warning. Watch your tongue because vulgarities can get you a yellow card or even a red card. Oh and if you like doing chokeslams or headbutts on people, you'll be better off in a wrestling ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer politics. Something that churns out millions in terms of the press. So if you're not in for some sweaty action, pick up that typewriter and churn out a story on soccer politics and sell it to tabloids. Likely to get you hordes of cash, if you're really professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Scoring. Some people like to kick the spherical object in various arrangements around the field for a bulk of the time and then score a goal whereas others prefer kicking the spherical objects into the crowd. There are some, of course, who rather get to the point and score from one end of the field to the other. Of course, that is only possible if all the players are asleep on the field apart from the one delivering the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can see, soccer is not all that complicated after all. Go and grab your spherical object and a couple of people today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-8906740834725017854?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/8906740834725017854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/8906740834725017854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/11/soccer-for-dummies-my-style.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-1753458417895712027</id><published>2007-11-01T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:46:18.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It feels like a million years have passed since I last updated my blog. So here goes. A great deal of events have transpired since I last blogged, so exact details and minor events have sort of ebbed away from my memory cells, unfortunately. After all, dwelling on in the past only curbs progress in life. Anyway, uni life has been tiring with a capital T. But the people I've met so far have been like rainbows after a downpour and hey my friends mean a great deal to me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Are human beings every fully satisfied in life? I doubt it. I think it takes a great deal for an ordinary human being to actually take a step back and say "hey, I am so satisfied with life day in and out and there is nothing else I want." Probably only monks or priests have been even close to attaining such a mentality. It is hard, definitely. But I feel satisfaction with even the tiniest of events in life leads one to enjoy life to the ultimate. It is completely normal to have desires and constant needs, but one thing's for sure - it is not entirely healthy. People tend to get so obsessed with continually being better than they are that they begin to overlook various things in life. The minute details that should matter. Time gets in the way of a lot of things - relationships, religion and even morals. Appreciation for the most microscopic of things in life is the way one can be truly happy, I believe and I shall live by that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, enough of random ranting. Wow. November has arrived. Time undoubtedly flies. In due time, one semester of uni will be over! All I'm doing is hoping for the best with regards to the final exams, which will be followed shortly by freedomm! Oh and my driving practical test too, which falls on the 12th of December. Anyone wanting to provide any form of support are welcomed to come down! Bring along your pom poms, banners or loudspeakers as well :) oh wait, scratch the last one out. Might cause me to mount a kerb or something. Haha. Not good. Oh and my birthday's coming upp! Now there's a reason to smile :) and I'm so darn addicted to Grey's Anatomy. At season 4, following the US broadcast. Just cannot get enough of that stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alright, that's about it for now. Till next time, cheers and God bless! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-1753458417895712027?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/1753458417895712027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/1753458417895712027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-feels-like-million-years-have-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-2306993902549931223</id><published>2007-08-21T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:07:32.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The time has come, alas! One week of university has gone by and one thing I can say for sure is that it is both physically and mentally draining. But I guess in a way, I can get my long due exercise from walking uphill and down and of course, climbing the gazillions of stairs which seem to punctuate every few steps like full-stops or commas. Apart from all that, there's the element of excitement even though everything is still relatively foreign to my eyes and senses. I wait with bated breath for what's to happen. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-2306993902549931223?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2306993902549931223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2306993902549931223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-has-come-alas-one-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-5605878208226694750</id><published>2007-08-08T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:22:33.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes I feel as though in spite of having a torch clutched in my hand, I am engulfed in darkness. In spite of it being daytime, I feel swamped by nightfall. The are many instances in life where we grope around in the darkness to find our way out onto sunlit grounds. This feels like one of those instances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-5605878208226694750?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5605878208226694750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5605878208226694750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-i-feel-as-though-in-spite-of.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-3158554509142301209</id><published>2007-07-31T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T10:08:15.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No prizes for guessing who's back from a long blogging hiatus. Well, as usual, my slightly porous memory is not able to hold in the whole package of all that has transpired since I last blogged. Hence, I shall divulge whatever that is clinging on for dear life onto my memory cells. (How inaccurate biologically speaking. But hey, you get my message). And in any case, I am not that much of a goldfish (goldfishes have a 3 second memory span, for all those who are oblivious of the fact). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In any case, I would put a red thumbtack on last Sunday, the 29th of July. The day I bought my very first laptop! Oh yes, you heard it right. I am now the proud owner of a Lenovo laptop with fingerprint identification, a sleek black keyboard and silver exteriors. =) It is though, a tad on the heavier side at 2.3kg. Ah well. You win some, you lose some. It was a good deal though. Below $2K. The point is - I am more than satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another thumbtack should be set upon today. As of today, I am officially an undergraduate student at NUS. Today was my official registration cum matriculation day. Well, though still slightly apprehensive about the whole situation, I am willing to embrace the whole idea of uni life slowly but surely. But of course, loads of adjustment is due. But I'm undeniably quite excited! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All right, I am getting rather lazy to type any further and so I shall end here for now. Cheers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-3158554509142301209?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/3158554509142301209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/3158554509142301209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-prices-for-guessing-whos-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-2302986615916005728</id><published>2007-07-14T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T13:10:54.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We celebrated shariff's birthday yesterday at a cosy room above an egyptian cum middle eastern restaurant - Amirah's Grill Restaurant &amp; Cafe. Was supposed to be a mini surprise party and she was surprised to quite some extent. Haha. Anyway, we had a blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Photos!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086911829789580034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/RphXW4pXGwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BcrO9vDfKMk/s320/PICT0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                      &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;scanning the menu intently (well, almost everyone) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086912551344085778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/RphYA4pXGxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pvAnm9Kk00Q/s320/PICT0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                  us! (the lighting's pretty bad though)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086913045265324834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/RphYdopXGyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-JL1Fv9Blus/s320/PICT0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                      The gorgeous blackforest cake =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086913921438653234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/RphZQopXGzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WRNaara6fmo/s320/PICT0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                             And her classic expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Didn't manage to capture many photos. But the photos above sum it up, pretty much. In any case, happy 19th birthday shariff! =)&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/10128755-2302986615916005728?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2302986615916005728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2302986615916005728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-celebrated-shariffs-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/RphXW4pXGwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BcrO9vDfKMk/s72-c/PICT0559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-2730203251036951026</id><published>2007-07-04T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T19:53:15.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Uses a feather duster to dust away the cobwebs- Now that spring cleaning of my blog is done, I shall start off proper. Anyway, loads has transpired since I last blogged. So much so that I cannot possibly remember every single event in great detail thanks to my slightly porous memory. In any case, I will be quitting my job soon so that I can enjoy long siestas on sunny afternoons and get out of my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; way past the crack of dawn. (I believe depriving a human being of sleep should be made against the law). On top of that, I will be able to thoroughly enjoy what is left of my holidays before uni starts, not that I haven't already been enjoying myself. But yeah, you get the picture. Besides, there's undeniably uni stuff to settle here and there and hey, people to catch up with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First up, driving. I have managed to master most of the courses within the driving circuit and have been able to drive on the roads without colliding into a tree or lampost. So congratulations to myself. Haha. Well, my test date is on the 24th of September, so I have more than enough time to hone my skills. I totally despise the crank course! Those who are learning or are drivers will be able to empathize with me, I'm sure. Those who do not fall into those two categories, just take my word for it! =) ooh and parallel parking is fun! It's supposed to be one of the more difficult bits of the circuit but I enjoy it. Moving off the slope is quite fun too! Even though it involves loads of coordination of the gear, clutch, handbrake and accelerator. But hey, when you get the hang of it, it isn't half as scary as it sounds. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Random updates: Delifrance buffet at work last week (GLORIOUS!) (see below). Watched the National Day Parade full-dress rehearsal (where I felt cheated when we were given plastic bags with unimportant stuff and there were no fireworks! hmph!). There are loads more updates which have slipped out of my memory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083307026184599922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/RouIzsv6-XI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jJxe6fxO290/s320/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Delifrance buffet! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And boy do I feel fat! In any case, that's about it for now. Cheers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/10128755-2730203251036951026?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2730203251036951026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2730203251036951026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/07/uses-feather-duster-to-dust-away.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/RouIzsv6-XI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jJxe6fxO290/s72-c/DSC00075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-3589812680952342880</id><published>2007-06-15T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:24:54.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life right now is like a sea at high tide where the waves represent random happenings in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-3589812680952342880?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/3589812680952342880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/3589812680952342880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-right-now-is-like-sea-at-high-tide.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-4209580813146831501</id><published>2007-06-03T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T14:34:28.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*Phew* I am finally able to breathe normally once again. This week has been hectic. Work, shopping, driving lessons and what not. But hey, I have gotten used to closely packed schedules. Now that uni will be starting soon, that is surely going to come in handy. I definitely cannot wait for uni to start. I actually miss the lectures and the whole package of an instituiton. Well, some part of me enjoys the life I have currently, devoid of lecture notes and such and not being restrained by a particular schedule but at the same time, the rest of me thinks otherwise. Ah well. But for now, I shall make the most of this period of break which we may not relish as much later on in the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, I got my mom a lovely cooking book with about 100 natural remedies for all sorts of illnesses as her birthday present. Really nifty and she loved it. In any case, &lt;strong&gt;happy birthday mom! &lt;/strong&gt;=) All right, that's about it for now. Time for a lovely seista on this wonderful sunday afternoon. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-4209580813146831501?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/4209580813146831501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/4209580813146831501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/06/phew-i-am-finally-able-to-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-8984643490523647462</id><published>2007-05-27T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T12:57:18.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Watched Pirates of the Caribbean - At World's End with Fai, Wara and Hanisah last Wednesday. The sneak preview! =) Took a half day off for that glorious treat. It is most definitely a MUST WATCH! Captain Jack Sparrow is such an entertaining creature and Will is of course, gorgeous with a capital G. I wouldn't mind watching the movie a second time. Well, if my ticket is paid for by someone else, of course. Hehe. For the sake of everyone out there who has not watched the movie as of yet, I shall not divulge anything related to it. So no spoilers here, not to worry. But watch it as soon as possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Met my colleagues for a shopping escapade yesterday, after a talk at NUS early in the morning. A little too early for my liking, especially since it was a Saturday. Hehe. Oh well. Anyway, bought a couple of things that I have been wanting for a long long time. That includes a salvatore ferragamo perfume, which I bagged at less than half price! I am SO pleased with that purchase. =) Making worth-it buys always makes my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Random happenings not mentioned above: Shariff offically has one less adult tooth than normal adult homosapiens. Hanisah is ticklish absolutely everywhere, even on her head (on top of her tudung, mind you). Fai has been bathing extremely late and has been having excess sleep thanks to her one week of hiatus from work. Wara, I just discovered, has 4 less adult teeth. There are billions more updates regarding my other friends, but laziness is taking over my fingers. Hehe. I have no idea as to what I would do without my darlings =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we fail at something in life, it only means God has a better idea. &lt;/em&gt;I believe so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-8984643490523647462?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/8984643490523647462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/8984643490523647462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/05/watched-pirates-of-caribbean-at-worlds.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-6403445216652045466</id><published>2007-05-12T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:59:07.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Random updates! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went shopping with mommy dearest today. Decided to treat her to a little something seeing as tomorrow is mother's day. Bought her lovely scholl slippers =) I love to see a smile on her face. In fact, seeing everyone I care about smile lights up my heart. Nevertheless, I think nothing I do would be able to match up to what my mom has done for me. I love and treasure her ever so much. All right, I shall change the topic before I start tearing while typing. Me and sentimental self. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, my brother finally got his drum set today! Well, he has been wanting it for eons and now he finally has a white pearl 6-piece drum set (with mufflers, of course). =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last Thursday, being pay day, my darlings and I decided to take a half-day and meet up with the rest of the gang to while the afternoon away together like the good ol' days. We gorged, most definitely and had a whale of a time. Boy do we know how to enjoy ourselves to the bones. Haha. I have no idea as to what I would do without these nutcases! =) Love them to bits and pieces (and molecules). Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, it does seem as though time is flying by. I feel old and even apprehensive, somewhat. I guess taking it a step at a time is the way to go! Anyway, this is it for now. Cheers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-6403445216652045466?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/6403445216652045466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/6403445216652045466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-updates-went-shopping-with-mommy.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-5361841701692982197</id><published>2007-05-08T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T21:17:15.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are points in life where one is brought to stages which are similar to entering rooms with multiple doors leading to eventually other doors and rooms. But how do we pick the right door? No one knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-5361841701692982197?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5361841701692982197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5361841701692982197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/05/there-are-points-in-life-where-one-is.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-3460531171532099689</id><published>2007-04-08T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:37:03.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went down to singapore expo today for a mega book warehouse sale. I simply had to! Bought 4 novels for $15! I feel so accomplished. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ah, I feel old. I owe this to the conversation I had with my primary school tutee while giving tuition today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tutee: teacher, is ratio a hard topic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: well, it depends. Some find it easy, some find it hard. You might find it easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tutee: do you find it hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: right now? No, of course not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tutee: did you find it hard when you were of my age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: erm.. maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gosh! I really do not remember! Primary school was more than eons back! I feel old. Oh and while I was browsing through novels at the sale, I overheard a conversation between two girls who looked like they were from secondary school. One of them pointed at a row of novels and said "those are such boring adult books. My elder brother reads them," while the other claimed they were pretty alright. I really do feel old. That isn't necessarily a bad thing I guess. It's just that sometimes I wish I could bite into cotton candy at a funfair or something with not a single ounce of worry in my system. But hey, this is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051064728277531042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/Rhj8m9J8uaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V5F0jel99BA/s320/06m.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, the movie Patch Adams (above) is a must watch. It is based on a true life account. One of the most inspiring and touching movies I have watched in my entire lifetime. Brought me to tears. For those who have yet to watch the movie, do make it a point to watch it at least once in your lifetime. It is most definitely worth it even if the movie's practically a decade old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, this is it for now. Cheers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-3460531171532099689?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/3460531171532099689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/3460531171532099689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-down-to-singapore-expo-today-for.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1343R1ZsnJg/Rhj8m9J8uaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V5F0jel99BA/s72-c/06m.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-2641753644705530855</id><published>2007-04-06T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:58:56.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Took my Final Theory Test for driving yesterday at Comfort Driving Centre. I &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PASSED&lt;/span&gt;! =) Now that I am done with the theory tests, I can focus on learning the practical bit of driving. So much to do and so little time. Ah, this is life I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have you ever had thoughts that spin around in your brain and no matter how hard you try you simply cannot reach a sound conclusion? Questions like what is beyond the universe. There could very well be another universe out there, comprising a planet like earth, with slightly modified human beings. If so, do they have food outlets like Macs or KFC over there? Do these people drive around in harley davidsons or ferraris? Do they have democracy or any political establishments over there? And if there is another universe out there, what is beyond the entire cluster of universes? What is there beyond it all? Loads of questions but minimal or no answers. Quite a thought. For now, we should just enjoy life because we live life once. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Time is the most valuable coin in your life. You and you alone will determine how that coin is spent. Be careful that you don't let other people spend it for you. ~ John Dryden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-2641753644705530855?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2641753644705530855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2641753644705530855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/04/took-my-final-theory-test-for-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-7880610670236832584</id><published>2007-04-02T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:06:40.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Never knew Fish&amp;Co has a special rap for customers if they dine there on their birthdays. They issue lit sparkly fire crackers too and not to forget, you get a scoop of ice cream and a polaroid picture of yourself absolutely free-of-charge. Oh and they use a gong-like structure to announce to the entire of the restaurant that they'll be celebrating a birthday. Some of my colleagues and I got to witness this whole procession occurring before our very eyes thanks to Genevieve, whose birthday falls on the day after April Fool's Day. Hehe. Apart from that, I tasted swordfish collar for the very first time in my life today and hey, it doesn't taste as bad as it sounds after all. Quite nice. Before today, I was ignorant about the fact that people actually eat swordfishes. But now that I have come to think of it, human beings these days eat anything that moves. Ah well. I guess tastebuds have evolved over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that is about it for now. Cheers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-7880610670236832584?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/7880610670236832584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/7880610670236832584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/04/never-knew-fish-has-special-rap-for.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-7270245369958711102</id><published>2007-03-26T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T10:00:43.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We finally had scrumptious satay after work today! It was at some hawker centre by the name of 'Teh Tarik' near Paya Lebar. I am satisfied for now, until yet another craving takes form. Haha. I really need to go for a long distance run or something. At the rate I am going, probably to Johor Bahru, Malaysia and back. Someday I shall make that a reality. Someday. For now, I gorge (with calculated risks). Hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanisah is so hilarious. Out of the blue, a cat arrives in front of us. Her pupils dilate and she exclaims "oh my god! TIGER!" and walks past as briskly as possible. Phobia does lots of things to people. I shall spare the details. Hehe. Speaking of phobias, I do not like the presence of moths, thank you very much. Especially those gargantuan ones. My grandma says if I were operating on someone (if I get into medicine in university, that is), I would probably cut the wrong vein or something if a moth were to fly into the operation theatre. Hmph! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that wraps up this post. Till next time, cheers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-7270245369958711102?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/7270245369958711102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/7270245369958711102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-finally-had-scrumptious-satay-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-1078192608420702330</id><published>2007-03-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T22:02:05.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And so, fai has a sudden liking for photocopying. Or rather, the person who constantly hogs the photocopying machine at work. So, I told her instead of taking a neoprint with ahem, she should just photocopy both his and her face using the photocopying machine or something. Haha. Ahem's face would just appear a little more umm dotted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, there are a whole load of nutty tax payers out there and this I can say with full confidence. Some (zorro wannabes) draw huge 'Z's on this forms instead of inserting zeros while others draw tiny zeros in every single square they see. Humour exists in abundance at work, consequently. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I suddenly have a craving for satay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-1078192608420702330?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/1078192608420702330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/1078192608420702330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-so-fai-has-sudden-liking-for.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-2696034133750974874</id><published>2007-03-18T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T12:55:25.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is so frustrating. I think blogger.com has something against me. Everytime I wish to update my blog, I have to go through a long procedure of creating a new blog just in order to reach my dashboard and use my old blog since for some reason it refuses to let me sign in the normal way. Hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, somehow it feels as though time is whisking by too fast for my liking. I hardly have time to catch my breath or stop and smell the roses (not that I have a plantation of roses anyway though that would be nice). Maybe it's due to the fact that my activities have become relatively standard. I guess this is what happens when you start working. But in any case, work gets really fun thanks to my wonderful and nutty colleagues. =) We start blabbering about absolutely everything under the sun, even if the issue's far from making any sense at all. Like for instance, we believe all guys are comparable to creatures from the sea. There are some who are sharks, some who are phytoplankton or algae and some who are ikan bilis. Haha. Well, that is, after all how one can enjoy the simple things in life. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All that aside, I met up with a few of my classmates last Thursday for dinner at some restaurant by the name of Memoirs. The food portions were HUMONGOUS. I think one needs approximately 4 stomachs to stomach all that. In that case, the food was fit for a cow. Hehe. Anyway, it was Alon's treat for all of us =) Thank you Alon, once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Speaking of food, I am in dire need of exercise. I really am. I think the last time I took on a run of more than 3km was months ago. At this rate, I will very soon start resembling the man on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michelin-us.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Michelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; company logo. And THAT would definitely not be a good sight at all. Anyway, that is about it for now. Cheers and have a great day! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-2696034133750974874?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2696034133750974874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/2696034133750974874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-so-frustrating.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-5265251453916310018</id><published>2007-03-07T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:27:57.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For some unfathomable reason, I could not log into my blogger account, which explains my absence for quite some time. BUT miracles do happen and I managed to log back in =) phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ANYWAY, loads has transpired since I last blogged. First and foremost, I have gotten a job at IRAS. The tax department has the weirdest impacts on you. Trust me. Relatively sane people go nuts. Haha. But I have wonderful colleagues and of course, fai next to me to keep me company. While hanisah and shariff have computer screens before their eyes, fai and I have a beautiful white wall. Haha. Looking at the positive side of things really helps. =) Alright, I am too drained of energy to blog any further so till next time, cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whether you think you can or think you can't, you are right. - Henry Ford. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-5265251453916310018?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5265251453916310018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5265251453916310018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-some-unfathomable-reason-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-5516590260967226950</id><published>2007-02-20T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T12:10:39.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I shall now attempt to dust the cobwebs on this blog, armed with a feather duster and of course, a keyboard. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Brief updates - I passed my basic theory test for driving and have a provisional driving license, which means I am qualified to hit the roads with an L plate. Soon enough, there will be an additional threat to road users. Hehe. Am quite excited to start my practical lessons, actually. Apart from that, I have been enjoying the simple things in life, so to speak. Met up with my darlings on Valentine's Day. Had a class dinner last Friday. Ate at some noodles restaurant which provided humongous ladles to feast with. Had ice cream at Swensen's thereafter. I am officially in love with Banana Crumble! It is GLORIOUS and might I add, extremely filling. Okay, now the guilt comes in. Oh the guilt. The unbearable guilt. I am in dire need of exercise! Flabs galore. At this rate, I might even end up like that 'woman' in the movie Norbit. *gasp and shudder* I am NOT going to let that happen. Nope. Not at all. I shall go for a long distance (i.e. &gt;5km) run today. Yes, I shall. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-5516590260967226950?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5516590260967226950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/5516590260967226950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-shall-now-attempt-to-dust-cobwebs-on.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-117039152182469307</id><published>2007-02-02T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T12:45:21.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You with the sad eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't be discouraged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Though I realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's hard to take courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In a world full of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You can lose sight of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And the darkness there inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Makes you feel so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I see your true colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I see your true colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your true colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;True colours are beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like a rainbow =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-117039152182469307?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/117039152182469307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/117039152182469307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-with-sad-eyes-dont-be-_117039152182469307.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116952329062997677</id><published>2007-01-23T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T11:34:50.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6051/766/1600/422219/Outlook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6051/766/400/138920/Outlook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;          I feel inspired =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116952329062997677?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116952329062997677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116952329062997677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-inspired.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116866418247353722</id><published>2007-01-13T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T13:04:14.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am officially sleep-deprived. This is prior to a week long attachment at the Singapore General Hospital, especially since I did a night shift from yesterday till today morning. But on the whole, if I were to say it was an enriching experience, that would most definitely be an understatement. Was attached to the Accident and Emergency department, which means I got to witness the frontline cases or what you could refer to as the worst possible scenerios. Managed to view a whole range of cases from cardiac arrests and strokes to collapsed lungs and dislocated limbs. Even got to see patients with shattered bones, internal bleeding, parkinson's disease and many others involved in major accidents and several assault cases. There were a few cases where the doctors had to perform CPR, give electric shocks and various drugs to patients but were unable to save them. It is quite remarkable how doctors handle all this without a flinch. They even find time to crack jokes while pulling and swinging dislocated arms back into their sockets. Haha. Quite interesting, I must say. Also got to enter the Operation Theatre to watch patients being stitched up and the like. Oh and one of the doctors even let me prepare drips and give injections and insert an IV tube into a patient's vein! I was quite taken aback when he merely gave me instructions and asked me to try it out myself. On the whole, it was an experience I will never forget. That is about it for now. Cheers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116866418247353722?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116866418247353722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116866418247353722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/01/am-officially-sleep-deprived.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116791738207554630</id><published>2007-01-04T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:33:26.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2006 has most definitely been a year packed with happenings of all shapes and sizes. It has been a year comprising both successes and minor setbacks. But overall, it was a wonderful year! I will forever commemorate a large deal of events. Every small event from sleeping at the concourse stage with classmates between lessons to long hours of guitar practice will forever be remembered. It is small things and happenings like these that colour one's life even though one does not realise it till they are over. Very true, don't you think so? Every single moment spent in VJ will be held dear to me. The friendship forged, the silly things we did and even the funky canteen vendors have been embedded in my memory space up there and shall always be treasured deeply. Undeniably, nothing would have been the same without my darling classmates! Anyway, the year has definitely been an eventful one, both academically and in various other aspects. There are simply too many things to mention in honour of my class and VJ as a whole so I shall sum it all up in one word - FABULOUS. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I look forward to the surprises 2007 has instore for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116791738207554630?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116791738207554630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116791738207554630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-2006-has-most.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116729867136973106</id><published>2006-12-28T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T20:20:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They say life is a box of chocolates - you never know what you are getting next. How true. Sometimes you reach in there and get a piece of chocolate you have always wanted. Dark. Delicate. Creamy. Interiors filled with fudge. Crunchy exteriors. Perfect. And then the thought hits you hard at the back of your head. This bliss is temporary. In a few moments, this very piece of chocolate that you hold between your thumb and your index finger is going to be reduced to the molecular state in your alimentary canal. It is no longer going to be in that same perfect condition you saw it in a while back. And then with a heavy but hopeful heart you reach into the box and draw another piece. You examine it and it stares back. This is not what you hoped for. This is far from perfection. Not the kind you are used to. A foreign flavour. A foreign appearance. A foreign colour. But somehow you place it on your tongue grudgingly and consume it. This is indeed very comparable to life, don't you think so? We do not always get what we desire in life. Joyous moments come and go and the same goes for bad times. Everything is balanced out. In layman terms, you win some and you lose some. But the only way you can relish life is accept everything thrown at you without losing your calm. Enjoy every bit of chocolate within that box. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116729867136973106?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116729867136973106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116729867136973106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/12/they-say-life-is-box-of-chocolates-you.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116711147856493963</id><published>2006-12-26T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:48:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tis the season of umbrellas. Stop already. I have had enough of this intermittent downpour. Has been raining on and off for a week now. It makes me wonder what the state of VJC must be like at this very moment (for ignoramuses, it is one of the most flood-prone areas in singapore, trust me). I can picture being greeted by knee-deep murky water beyond the gate, with tables, chairs, benches and the like, floating about. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, met up with a few of my classmates last Sunday. Had lunch at newyorknewyork - where they sell 8 inch burgers! How caucasians manage to down so much, I will never understand. Perhaps they have stomachs with expandibility beyond that of asian stomachs. Hmm. Also made candy floss there. I felt like I was a surgeon-in-the-training hovering over a patient in the operation theatre when the man giving instructions said things like "now slowly, carefully.. don't drop it (the stick).. keep it steady.. ooh.. almost there.." in a low, slow voice. Haha. Alright, I shall stop this random rambling for now. Merry belated christmas and have a great day! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116711147856493963?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116711147856493963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116711147856493963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season-of-umbrellas.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116624355087873932</id><published>2006-12-16T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T12:35:33.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hope - something that almost every human being thrives on. It could be a young child hoping for an automated toy aeroplane or an adult hoping for a luxurious life with millions of the greens to spare. But if hope becomes the very thread one holds on to to survive tragedies in one's life, then the question arises - would it be strong enough or would it snap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, registered for the basic theory test for driving yesterday. The first step to attaining a driving license. Seems like a rather long process. Am quite excited for what's to follow, actually. =) That's about it for now. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116624355087873932?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116624355087873932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116624355087873932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hope-something-that-almost-every-human.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116598919842345187</id><published>2006-12-13T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T18:15:25.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A random thought. Ever wondered why only the most annoying and irritating songs get stuck in your head? First tokyo drift and now fergalicious. God help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior Dinner and Dance was pretty alright. The company was lovely, of course. However, the food was served in miniscule portions. I cannot help but comment that the more high-classed a restaurant or hotel gets, the smaller the food portions become. This being the Ritz Carlton, it was no exception of course. Haha. I guess it is a fact we all have to accept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6051/766/320/703017/o5s152.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;memories to last a life-time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116598919842345187?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116598919842345187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116598919842345187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116442647694973996</id><published>2006-11-25T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T16:49:55.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A levels? Gone with the wind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's over! Alas! For now, I shall just keep my fingers crossed in preparation for the final revelation in March next year. It STILL has not quite registered that JC is over. But one thing's for sure. My JC life was in one word, beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, being 18 does not seem any different. True, I am qualified to watch M18 movies, consume alcohol, club (not that I'd do any of those) and hit the road with an L plate, but that's that. I would like to thank everyone who made that day special. Thanks all of you who wished me. Thanks Charmaine, Christl, Stella, Liling, Chan, Enjie and Geraldine for the wonderful presents and ChuaH and Alon for the cake. I truly appreciate all that. Lastly, thanks to all my darling friends. Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched step up on thursday. Really nice show. If only I could dance that way. Unfortunately, I have two left feet. Okay, I'm not THAT bad. But bad enough. Haha. Did loads of shopping, or rather window shopping thereafter. (Ever wondered why they call it 'window' shopping?). Had dinner at Billy Bombers with my classmates after that. The ambience there is wonderful. The whole retro feel. I felt like looting them of an extremely comfortable golden seat. Oh and we had drinks on the house =). It looked like champagne at first sight. And each of us had like 3 drinks each. Glass of plain water, a drink with the set meal and the drink which was on the house. Goodness gracious me. Nature's call was answered multiple times, of course. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's about it for now. Cheers! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116442647694973996?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116442647694973996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116442647694973996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/11/levels-gone-with-wind.html' title='A levels? Gone with the wind.'/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116382228825304762</id><published>2006-11-18T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:58:08.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;5 more days. Oh just 5 more days to sweet freedom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116382228825304762?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116382228825304762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116382228825304762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/11/5-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116313479721365774</id><published>2006-11-10T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:04:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And so it begins. One by one they come dressed in black and white. Some rather deceiving. Others relatively cunning. They come in armies of fonts. Large fonts. Small fonts. Medium sized fonts. Fonts, nevertheless. They can potentially increase your heartbeat or your rate of respiration upon being examined. Within a particular timespan one has to generate an entire army of one's own fonts with ink. And then these armies get flown abroad to be examined by British men. One then prays that one's armies are sufficiently armed to emerge victorious prior to the combat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, I just typed a whole load of gibberish. Haha. I shall now type in english. Anyway, the papers have been okay at parts and not so okay at others, in brief. Am just hoping for the best, as is every j2. Well, 7 more papers to go. Best of luck to every j2 for the rest of the papers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By the way, Michael Scofield is so hot. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116313479721365774?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116313479721365774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116313479721365774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-so-it-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-116090402218663592</id><published>2006-10-15T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T11:33:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;17 more days. What?! 17 more days?? Okay, it just hit me, after typing the first few words. Denial, some people call it. It seems as though I've lost track of day and time and am simply stumbling along a continuous underground tunnel. The other end, that leads to gound level (or freedom) resembles a tiny speck of light, scarcely enough to illuminate the tunnel. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh well. Gloomy talk has gotten no one anywhere. On a positive note, the fruits of perseverance are saturated with monosaccharides (or sweet), more often than not. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, last Friday concluded the last official day for us J2s. The Farewell Assembly was really a touching one. It feels as though the 2 years flew by just like that. That may sound cliche, but it is undeniably true. There are multitudes of things that I treasure deeply about VJ, and one of them is definitely OSSIS. It would have never been the same without these wonderful people. Love you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alright, that's it for now. Cheers! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-116090402218663592?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116090402218663592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/116090402218663592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/10/17-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-115889692240605348</id><published>2006-09-22T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:52:52.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The prelims are over. Rejoice, we shall. But for a limited period of time. Limited or not, it is a period of time to savour. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have no idea why, but I have developed green fingers all of a sudden. No no, it is not a fungal infection. No need to gasp. Haha. Have taken to gardening as of late. Something I would not have even dreamt of doing some time back. Perhaps it has a therapeutic nature. Hmm. But surely, it does wonders to frown lines on your forehead (if you have any). In some unfathomable way, it has similar effects to aroma therapy. Try it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, watched The Devil Wears Prada yesterday with my classmates. Quite an interesting movie, I should say. Had wonderful pasta thereafter and went window shopping. Boy were we drained after that. It is most definitely a form of calorie burning activity. I'm in love with Shane Ward's voice. One blessed day, I shall have a duet with him (dreaming eventually leads to achieving). Haha. Anyway, that's about it for now. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-115889692240605348?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115889692240605348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115889692240605348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/09/prelims-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-115604497799118908</id><published>2006-08-20T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T11:37:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The time has arrived when almost every jc2 student is either buried in notes or is at the brink of being in that state. It has come to the point that every single moment has become crucial to these unfortunate beings, including me. It feels as though time is flying by and yet crawling by. However ironic that may sound. The time we get to stop and smell the flowers (be they pin or thrum flowers), has become almost negligible. Oh well. Anyway, I believe the fruits of perseverance are indeed sweet and rewarding. May god bless everyone with the strength to pull through this trying period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-115604497799118908?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115604497799118908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115604497799118908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-has-arrived-when-almost-every-jc2.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-115477048764300150</id><published>2006-08-05T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T17:34:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have not updated my blog in what seems like ages. Perhaps the lack of inspiration is to be blamed. That, coupled with the lack of time. It seems as though when you yearn for time to slow down just a bit, it whisks by. And when you wish for the days to fly by, they move at snails' pace. Does life naturally adopt a negative feedback mechanism or something? It surely seems like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is success?  It is a toy balloon among children armed with pins.  ~Gene Fowler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-115477048764300150?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115477048764300150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115477048764300150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-not-updated-my-blog-in-what.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-115233096224968816</id><published>2006-07-08T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T11:56:02.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just felt like dedicating a post to my grandma, so here goes. I love my grandma. Every single thing about her. Her pinchable cheeks, her flabby arms (which prove to be a source of entertainment at times. Think along the lines of oscillations.), her warm smile, the twinkle in her eyes, the way she laughs and the list goes on. =] The other day, I was watching one of the repeat telecasts of france vs portugal and she happened to be sitting next to me. She actually got engrossed in the game and started making comments like "that man ought to be removed from the field", in Gujarati. Haha. I was taken by surprise, no doubt. Is my grandma funky or what? She explained that back when they did not show hindi serials on the tv, soccer was one of the few entertaining programmes. Hmm. Nevertheless, she's so cute and I treasure her deeply. That's it for now. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-115233096224968816?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115233096224968816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115233096224968816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-felt-like-dedicating-post-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-115159479873910120</id><published>2006-06-29T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:44:24.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everything started tumbling and crumbling one by one. Spain lost. The papers were killers. What next? People often talk about how problems are just bumps in the road of life. But some are boulders more likely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-115159479873910120?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115159479873910120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115159479873910120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/06/everything-started-tumbling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-115115871958754515</id><published>2006-06-24T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T22:18:39.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Holidays? Well, they do not exist in this realm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-115115871958754515?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115115871958754515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115115871958754515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/06/holidays-well-they-do-not-exist-in.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-115070484282280487</id><published>2006-06-19T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T22:19:33.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The world cup fever is on! =] I just hope Spain makes it to at least the semis. I have never really paid much interest to soccer all these years. But I feel like an ardent fan now. Maybe this sudden liking was triggered by vj's victory. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I cannot quite fathom why some people tie in soccer with machismo. I refer to the article in the Sunday newspaper - 'Spare us guys your shrieks'. I think there were a hundred and one sweeping statements in that obviously gender-biased article. According to the author only 5% of the women who watch soccer actually know what they're watching. 70% know nothing and cannot tell Michael Owen from Owen Wilson. Hah. Right. Okay, perhaps there are people like these out there, but 70% is a little over the hedge. I'm sure many will concede to that. If men can be shopping addicts, women can by all means be soccer fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I miss Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Falling down isn't failure. It's staying down that is." ~ someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-115070484282280487?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115070484282280487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/115070484282280487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-fever-is-on-i-just-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114957581176137341</id><published>2006-06-06T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T12:11:41.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am back from Japan! Arrived on Saturday at close to midnight, actually. Home sweet home. Now that I am back, some part of me misses Japan. The climate right down to the people. I have to admit though, that I am far from a fan of Japanese food, especially raw foodstuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in Osaka, Japan at Kansai International Airport. This airport has apparently been built on a soft seabed and is surrounded by water bodies. It is believed that this airport sinks by less than an inch every year. Thereafter, we collected our luggage and travelled to Kobe in the tour bus. I am in love with the climate over there in Japan. It seems as though one is perpetually in an air-conditioned room in spite of it being sunny. Occasionally there would be cool gusts of wind. The temperature varies between 19 and about 27 degrees. Anyway, we travelled on the highway, past various manufacturing firms and residential areas, with mountains in the background. It is in Japan that one can find both natural beauty and highly industrialised areas existing side-by-side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving in Kobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, we visited the Great Hanshin Earthquake memorial institution, where we learnt of the disastrous effects of one of the most major earthquakes to have ever struck Japan. From there, we enjoyed a mini-cruise ride from Kobe Port Tower to Kobe Port. The view from the cruise was magnificent. After the cruise ride, we did some shopping, had lunch and then travelled to Kobe Fruit and Flower Park hotel, where we were to stay overnight. We had to sleep on a traditional Japanese mat. It was quite an experience. I think Sukiyaki is one of the best Japanese meals yet. We had that for dinner.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0227.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/320/PICT0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0220.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0220.2.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0220.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0220.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0216.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0220.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ay 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We travelled from Kobe to Nara for the exchange program with Tezukayama High school. Upon arriving at the school which was located in a relatively hilly area, we were greeted warmly by the students. Even the students who were not involved in the exchange program started clapping as we walked past. Not knowing how to react, we merely smiled politely. Our performance went relatively well, in my persepective. When it was their turn to perform for us and the other non-vj spectators, we were completely stunned by their skills. Apparently, the school's Mandolin guitar ensemble is more of a passion that a CCA, because the members practise on a daily basis. We were extrem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0247.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0247.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ely impressed by how the ensemble presented itself and by how coordinated they were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I realised that the Japanese give a lot of emphasis to the presentation of food. Every meal comprises foodstuff in vibrant colours and designs. After lunch, we headed to Nara Deer Park with the students of Tezukayama High School. Over there, we got to see white deers and various ancient temples. In the evening, we went on a shopping spree at a ¥100 shop and many others. ¥100 is approxim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0273.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0273.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ately equivalent to $1.40 and is comparable to the $1 shop in Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did you know that the Japanese even teach math on national television? I have photos to prove it. No wonder their economy is soaring!&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The bed at Righa Royal Hotel was so comfortable that my friends and I myself found it a challenge to drag myself out of bed. After the breakfast buffet, we headed down to Osaka Aquarium Kaiyukan by bus. It is the Japanese equivalent of the underwater world in Sentosa apart from the absence of travelators and the fact that it houses a much wider variety of organisms. These include, seals, walruses, porcupine fishes, squirrel monkeys, iguanas, penguins, dolphins, angelfishes, giant spider crabs, ratfishes, a whale sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0292.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0292.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;rk, gigantic stingrays an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0298.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0298.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;d many others.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After lunch, we travelled from Osaka to Kyoto and visited Heian Shrine, Kiyomizu temple and Gion street, where we got a glimpse of geisha and meiko houses. Meikos are younger geishas, or geishas in the training. I managed to take a snap of the closest one can get to a meiko, on th&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0328.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;This was the day we experienced for ourselves what a major traffic jam in Japan is like. Our travelling time got delayed by a grand total of 2 hours. But it did not matter because we kept ourselves entertained in the tour bus. Upon arriving at the hotel, while many went straight to bed, the year 2 girls gathered in my room and we talked till the wee hours of the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0333.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/320/PICT0333.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We had the usual breakfast buffet in the morning. Being the typical Singaporeans that we are, we decided to 'tapau' some of the croissants and breads. They did come in handy later on in the day. From the hotel, we headed straight to the Universal Studios in Osaka, a 20 min ride by bus from our hotel. The day we spent over here was undoubtedly memorable. Everything seemed perfect and exactly the same as the actual Universal Studios, apart from the fact that everything was dubbed in Japanese! For instance, we watched the termi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0353.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0353.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nator and even ET talking in Japanese. Quite a sight, that was. Apart from the language barrier, if I were to say that the rides were fantastic, that would be an understatement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After the full day at the Universal Studios, we headed down to World Trade Centre, which is apparently one of the tallest skyscrappers in Japan. We had a western-style buffet dinner at the 50-somethingth storey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0358.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0358.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ay 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We booked out of Righa Royal Hotel and sent off our check-in luggage to the airport, after which we travelled by bullet train (left) to one of the major shopping districts in Japan. Over there, we split into smaller groups to do our last-minute shopping. As usual, we kept on the look-out for a ¥100 shop outlet, which we found. We spotted Takashimaya as well, but we knew better than to enter a place like that. I made another realization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0360.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0360.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- that most Japanese guys have long hair and have feminine looks. Most are relatively vain as well. My room mate and I spotted 3 Japanese guys turning simultaneously to examine their complexion in a mirror outside a shop. Quite am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/PICT0362.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/200/PICT0362.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;using. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After shopping, we had ramen at a Japanese restaurant where we were supposed to sit on a raised platform. As we had some time thereafter, we carried on with our shopping until it was time to travel to Kansai International Airport in the first-class compartment of a bullet train, which comprised velvet seats. Did some more last-minute shopping to spend off our coins before boarding the plane for Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Overall, I thoroughly relished my stay in Japan. It is definitely an experince which has become embedded in my memory for many years to come. Most of all, I admire the level of discipline and maturity the Japanese society showcases. If you think Singapore is litter free, have a look at the streets in Japan. They are literally spot-free. The irony of it all is that dustbins are so scarce over there. Perhaps one can be spotted after every 500m. Also, cigarettes and beer cans are sold in vending machines and yet most youngsters do not seem to abuse this system. Politeness seems to be the Japanese people's middle name. They apologize profusely even for having accidentally brushed into you, for instance. Even people who do not know you personally smile at you. Shop owners do not follow you around and breathe down your neck like most shop owners in Singapore. I think Singaporeans can definitely learn a thing or two from the behavioral practices of the Japanese. This trip has indeed been a wonderful and enlightening one. =]&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/320/PICT0193.0.jpg" border="0" /&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/10128755-114957581176137341?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114957581176137341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114957581176137341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-back-from-japan-arrived-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114890126039703656</id><published>2006-05-29T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:14:20.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went for X-men yesterday with my family. I would have to say I was relatively disappointed with the movie. Definitely not worth the cost of a movie ticket on a Sunday evening X 4 + the cost of popcorn, of course. Anyway, I think my mom's a close-to-perfect example of a typical Indian. Haha. After the movie, there was half a tub of popcorn left, so she 'tapau'-ed it home. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All that aside, I will be flying to Japan tomorrow for an exchange programme cum tour. As such, I would be uncontactable till the 3rd of June. Unless of course, someone does not mind accumulating insane calling charges on one's phone and hence tries to contact me at the hotel itself. Alright, that's about it for now. Till next time, cheers! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114890126039703656?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114890126039703656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114890126039703656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-for-x-men-yesterday-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114863851760802180</id><published>2006-05-26T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T18:15:17.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So much for a full day off. Ended up packing and wrapping the guitars till rather late, in preparation for the Japan trip. It was more like a full day ON instead. Oh well. But I am ecstatic about the trip, as I mentioned earlier. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;VJ soccer guys won the finals (against MJ)!! 4-2! Which is undoubtedly impressive, especially since 3 goals were scored within the span of 15 mins. It was a miracle, indeed. My voice is on the brink of turning raspy after all that cheering. Haha. Oh and the soccer girls' team won too! 2-0 (against TJ). Am utterly proud of them. Emerging victorious after being declared last a year back is a gargantuan achievement in itself. Truly inspirational, I would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh and I miss the languor of a siesta on a hot afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114863851760802180?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114863851760802180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114863851760802180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-much-for-full-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114838768914854528</id><published>2006-05-23T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T20:35:15.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Much has transpired since I last updated my blog. Spring cleaning of my blog is due. First and foremost, the guitar concert went reasonably well. To all those who came down to support me, gracias! None of your support and well wishes were gone unappreciated. Thanks OSSIS for the card! I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was rather eventful. Shook Dr. Vivian Balakrishnan's hand and spoke to Singapore's minister for defence! It was quite a brief conversation, but a conversation nevertheless. I felt like a VIP at that point in time. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the Japan trip is around the corner. Am utterly thrilled! =] I just realised how particular the Japanese are about certain things. Sitting cross-legged on the floor is unacceptable for females. Shoes must be placed at a particular angle to the door. Bowing is a necessity. Gifts cannot be exchanged in odd numbers or the number 4. The list goes on. Anyway, I can hardly contain my excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the day, courtesy of Mr. Teo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one were to go on a movie marathon overnight and watch the movies Dark Water, The Eye and The Ring consecutively, one would rise in the morning and scream upon seeing one's reflection in the mirror. Why so? Because of the Dark Eye Rings around his/her eyes! Utterly lame, I know. But hilarious, nevertheless. Haha. Hit your forehead, if you must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's it for now. Syonara! (in preparation for the Japan trip) =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114838768914854528?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114838768914854528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114838768914854528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/much-has-transpired-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114770401071208502</id><published>2006-05-15T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:40:10.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel broken. Am aching all over. A consequence of doing napfa in spite of having been hit by the influenza virus. Ah well. SBJ ought to be abolished! I know I have mentioned this a gabazillion times, but I shall just mention that once more. It was never, is not, and shall never be of any importance in our lifes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just a random thought. What if there were delivery tubes running throughout Singapore, underground, alongside telephone lines? When one needs to send a parcel, let's say, a nail file or something, to someone at the other end of Singapore, all one would have to do is drop it into the particular tube leading to his or her house directly. He or she would then receive it in a matter of seconds. Oh and there would be a reference book like the yellow pages, so one would know which tube to drop stuff into. Hmm. Worth a shot, I would say. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh and I think Vin Diesel is the hottest bald man I have seen by far. Haha. Lex luthor from Smallville is pretty commendable too, but not at par with Vin Diesel. Whoever says bald men cannot look ravishing? Besides, you can save a whole load of cash too! By the way, Steven Gerrard is pretty cute. Alright, that's it for now. Cheers! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114770401071208502?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114770401071208502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114770401071208502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114683911819152724</id><published>2006-05-05T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:26:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel internally polluted right now. First came a heavy dose of oil and shortly after, a heavy dose of sugar. Haha. Well, we had a half day today. And to avoid getting fined (according to the vp) for staying on college grounds after 12 (vj is to be used as a polling centre), and to satisfy our hunger, we rushed out with our 'turtles' drawn. Town, it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fried mars bars are glorious! I think each of us gained at least about 5000 calories today, in the time span of an hour. Not a good idea to do so before napfa. Not. At. All. Haha. I await the release of X3 =]. Alright, that's it for now. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114683911819152724?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114683911819152724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114683911819152724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-internally-polluted-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114666674616827075</id><published>2006-05-03T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:34:38.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/1600/pickles2004885360503.1.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/320/pickles2004885360503.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think Pickles (shown above) is rather hilarious. But nothing beats The Far Side collection by Gary Larson. His cognitive abilities are one of a kind. That is for sure. Anyway, that's it for now. Shall keep this post short. Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114666674616827075?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114666674616827075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114666674616827075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-pickles-shown-above-is-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114614927731995434</id><published>2006-04-27T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:47:57.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Women face such high expectations from society. Not only do they have to balance their work and households, they have to meet certain behavioral standards as well. Apparently which part of the upper limb one holds one's bag at determines where the bus stops, for instance. Oh ya, and one has to ascend steps at a certain angle. No more. No less. Hmm. This could potentially be a reason for turning up late for tutorials though. Especially those at the fourth storey. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Too many commitments and a measly amount of time. This sole sentence is a relatively accurate description of my state at this point in time. This, I feel, is not about to change anytime soon. Therefore, perseverance is the way to go. And I shall emerge victorious over all odds. When a single door closes shut in life, many others become ajar. Anyway, that's about it for now. Cheers! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114614927731995434?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114614927731995434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114614927731995434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/04/women-face-such-high-expectations-from.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114519309130395396</id><published>2006-04-16T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:11:31.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I learnt to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am afraid&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/10128755-114519309130395396?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114519309130395396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114519309130395396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/04/because-of-youi-never-stray-too-far.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114468063948200962</id><published>2006-04-10T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:53:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Redefined definitions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1) Atomic bomb- An invention to end all inventions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2) Boss- Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3) Cigarette- A pinch of tobacco rolled in paper with fire at one end and a fool at the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4) Divorce- Future tense of marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5) Lecture- The art of transferring a conscious person to a subconscious state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6) Genius- The person with the name at the end of the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- A modified version of an sms I received. Quite cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And by the way, standing broad jump ought to be abolished. Thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114468063948200962?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114468063948200962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114468063948200962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/04/redefined-definitions-1-atomic-bomb.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114407684583221685</id><published>2006-04-03T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:07:25.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First and foremost, good riddance to SPAs! Oh the glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes in life, one is brought to a stage where one has to make a choice. A choice between two distinct paths. Both leading to completely different destinations. These kind of decisions cannot be made with the flip of a coin or the rolling of a die. But what if one is torn between these two paths? I'd rather walk along the undefined, faint trail in between. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence. - Lin Yutang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114407684583221685?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114407684583221685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114407684583221685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-and-foremost-good-riddance-to.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114338464615801380</id><published>2006-03-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:57:53.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If only I could turn back time. God, please give me the strength to persevere.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114338464615801380?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114338464615801380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114338464615801380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-only-i-could-turn-back-time.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114295381542173188</id><published>2006-03-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:10:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Much has transpired since I last blogged. Holidays came and left abruptly. Went for the NUS open house. Met up with old friends. Did everything but hit those notes. Ah well. If only time could be purchased at our local marts. If only we could halt time for a few moments or so to catch our breath. I feel as though there is hardly any time left to umm stop and smell the flowers, so to speak. Is this what we're to be subjected to for the next few months? It sure looks like it. Well, on the bright side.. erm. Okay, I can't think of anything to type there. Haha. Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114295381542173188?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114295381542173188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114295381542173188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/03/much-has-transpired-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114174285335246166</id><published>2006-03-07T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:53:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went cycling with a quartet of classmates right up to Tampanies SAFRA and back yesterday. Was relatively rejuvenating in spite of the sweltering heat. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes we simply fail to understand the value of life and its simplest gifts. Or rather, we tend to get overly engrossed in the daily mechanics of life that we start taking certain essential bits for granted. I guess it's unintentional a bulk of the time but some thought ought to be given to the multiple positive aspects that beautify life. Well, there are bound to be droplets of rain after months of sunshine now and then. Hey, c'est la vie, after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By the way, shouldn't the second season of LOST be entitled STILL LOST instead of LOST2? Haha. Just a random thought. Maybe the last season can be entitled LOST FOR ETERNITY or something. =] Hmm. I think I need some sticky chewy chocolate ice cream. Soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114174285335246166?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114174285335246166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114174285335246166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/03/went-cycling-with-quartet-of.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114131363931089970</id><published>2006-03-02T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:33:59.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I haven't blogged in ages. But that fact comes with a valid reason - an entire or rather, 2 entire weeks of pure torture. So much so that life temporarily begins to lose its multiple colours and manifests itself in black and white. It becomes dry and mundane. If not for OSSIS and my buds, and of course, him, I think I'd crumble. Would just like to say that I love you guys to bits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All this aside, the A level results are out. My gosh. There are friggin, insanely, intellectually superior homosapiens in vj! Practically everyone I know got 4As or 3As. AND, the disturbing part of it all was that most of them seemed relatively indifferent about that fact. Like it's all a piece of cake. If I were in their shoes, I'd be suffering from an extremely heavy dose of a mixture of happiness and ecstacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I still don't understand why a kid's meal is more expensive than a student's meal at Jack's place. Haha. Anyway, cheers!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114131363931089970?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114131363931089970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114131363931089970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-havent-blogged-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-114044903796284433</id><published>2006-02-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:04:13.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been having weird dreams AGAIN lately. One was relatively traumatising (in my perspective, at least). It was a bright sunny morning and everything seemed to be in place when all of a sudden my pe teacher emerged from no where, carrying a basket of humongous red balls (they were seriously gargantuan), and looked at us with a sadistic grin as she mouthed the words "today, we play dodgeball". Oh the terror. The dream, or rather nightmare, seemed so utterly real. Seriously. Hmm. I still cannot quite fathom the purpose of dodgeball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of the many theories that my dad has is that when you spot a reckless driver, it is bound to be a female. This theory, has unfortunately proven right each and every time. I shall change that trend alright. Oh and I have reached a conclusion that us vj students are treated like pieces of meat. Sometimes we're frozen in insanely cold classrooms/LTs. Other times, we're subjected to sauna treatment or should I say, cooked to perfection in a rottisserie. Alright, I guess I shall push off now. The comforts of my bed seem alluring at this point in time. Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated valentine's day! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-114044903796284433?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114044903796284433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/114044903796284433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-having-weird-dreams-again.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113965916377874267</id><published>2006-02-11T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T22:32:55.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I temporarily possess a husky, low voice. Blame influenza. Anyway, shall sum up the weeks events. The kick-boxing class on wednesday was pretty interesting, but incredulously energy-draining. It turned out to be muay thai style. Pretty cool. Had JTS on thursday at pizza hut. I love my juniors. Oh and my angel gave me a 1.5litre bottle of root beer! I had a wide smile plastered on my face for about 10mins thereafter. Haha. And alas, we have a place where we no longer have to sneakily deal those cards and constantly be on-guard. The students' lounge is a godsend, in that case. And Gattaca was quite saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Time seems to crawl by when you're not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113965916377874267?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113965916377874267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113965916377874267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-temporarily-possess-husky-low-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113932167360851029</id><published>2006-02-07T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:14:33.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Somebody save me. I'm in dire need of sleep, space and time. A hiatus is what I need, indeed. Time has become such a rare commodity. And work is increasing vertically like nobody's business. I feel like I've become a stringed puppet or rather, a mechanised something. Truthfully, I haven't had interest in anything these few days. Not even my guitar or my favourite edibles. No idea why. Maybe because my life has become so mechanical. But what is so different from last year or the years before? -shrugs- Maybe stress is getting the better of me. Maybe I need a vacation away from habitation, in some natural resort. Maybe a SPA treatment is what I need. And no, not a school-based practical assessment, mind you. Oh well. I need a break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113932167360851029?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113932167360851029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113932167360851029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/02/somebody-save-me.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113871931980733488</id><published>2006-01-31T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:55:19.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, so I've been having absurd dreams lately. Are they some sort of insight into the near future? If they are, I am terrified of what's to become of my life. Well, I dreamt that I was one of the judges of a beauty contest. A beauty contest for COWS. Yes indeed. There were about 50 cows from across the globe performing a cat walk, or rather, a cow walk down the aisle in front of me. My gosh. They even had mascara and lipstick on. Not to forget, chunky accessories. Freaky, I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113871931980733488?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113871931980733488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113871931980733488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay-so-ive-been-having-absurd-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113837317758947001</id><published>2006-01-27T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T16:14:49.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have not been updating my blog frequently so I thought of doing it some justice. Firstly, Memoirs of a Geisha is a wonderful show, in my perspective. The storyline really gets you thinking and engages you till the very end. Definitely a must-watch. After the movie, we came to a consensus that wara has great potential to be a geisha. Haha. Her complexion matches that of a geisha even without smearing white powder onto her face, according to fai. How hilarious. =] Oh ya. Hanis blanja-ed all of us at Swensens. I could not believe my ears initially. Haha. Oh-so-glorious sticky chewy chocolate it was. =] I can live off that substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have finally come to a conclusion that writing bio S essays is like placing your brain in a wok, adding some oil and spices and cooking it to perfection. No kidding. Oh and apparently someone in benjy's platoon had to do 20 pumps for releasing gas in public. Haha. But that was because he didn't shout "hawk coy" after farting. Amusing. NS sounds rather fun. Anyway, happy chinese new year! Peace. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113837317758947001?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113837317758947001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113837317758947001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-not-been-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113785237495826261</id><published>2006-01-21T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T22:06:14.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have absolutely no clue as to how I pulled through this entire week. Seriously. I felt like I was suffering from a jet-lag while being in the same country. Weird, but true. I really need to rejuvenate myself. For that, I need sleep therapy. However, time becomes the limiting factor in this case. This is merely the 3rd week of Jan and I'm in this state. I'm already panting after ascending 5m up Mt. Torture. I can simply imagine my state when I'm at its summit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All the world's a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and all the men and women merely players.&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/10128755-113785237495826261?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113785237495826261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113785237495826261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-absolutely-no-clue-as-to-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113742383233629461</id><published>2006-01-16T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:08:03.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life is like a roller coaster ride. Oh yes it is. For now, carpe diem! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113742383233629461?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113742383233629461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113742383233629461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-like-roller-coaster-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113688052702631739</id><published>2006-01-10T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:37:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sea regatta. The sun, the sea and the &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yup. You read it right. Anyway, we had the last portion of orientation yesterday: the annual sea regatta. Got dunked in the sea multiple times. Had to tread on muddy ground, teeming with centipedes and 8-legged creatures, bare-footed. Nevertheless, it was loads of fun. That I can say, without a doubt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;NS recruits get a queen sized bed each?! Even I do not have one! Hmph. This brings me back to my original claim. It is, in fact a 5-star resort, or rather 6-star, as Benjy put it. After all, he's having a first-hand experience of it all. Haha. However, waking up before the crack of dawn and going for jogs at 5am sounds far from appealing. I would simply refuse to get out of the comforts of my bed that early. Even an earthquake would not do the job. I think if I were a recruit, I'd probably be spending half my time in the detention barrack, peeling potatoes. Yup. Haha. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113688052702631739?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113688052702631739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113688052702631739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/01/sea-regatta.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113664493486749721</id><published>2006-01-07T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T13:36:34.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay. My voice is raspy at present. Quite cool. Haha. Anyway, I daresay, Orientation rocked. BIG TIME. I'm satisfied with the way things turned out. The year ones under me were the funkiest bunch I have ever seen, amongst their fellow freshmen at least. Coolbeans. Being an OGL has been undoubtedly rewarding in multiple ways, I must say. It was a helluva experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm definitely going to miss all this once college starts off proper. We'll then be left with no choice but to mug our lifes away. The thought of it gives me the shivers. But oh well, this is life, for jc2 students, at least. It seems just like yesterday that I first stepped into VJ. The fact that I am officially a senior now has not quite sunk in. I feel like an old hag. Haha. oh well. This year will fly by as well. And before we j2s know it, we'll be in university. Except for people from the male species. Hehe. They'll have to shear their fine crop of hair and train like there's no tomorrow in the 'five-star resort' with free food and accomodation. Quite fun. (Okay, maybe not.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, that's it for now. Adios amigos. Peace. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113664493486749721?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113664493486749721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113664493486749721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113610705569893498</id><published>2006-01-01T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:52:29.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My new year resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- learn to speak french fluently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- jump further than 155cm for standing broad jump (don't laugh, people!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- expand vertically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- learn how to rollerblade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- study hard for the As and everything else that comes along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- get a bulgarian friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- get an irish accent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- spread more love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- become more pro at the guitar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's it for now. I'll add more along the way. May the year ahead be devoid of natural disasters, high crime rates and man-made disasters. May there be world peace. As a wise man once said - we cannot add days to our life, so we ought to add life to our days. Cheers!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113610705569893498?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113610705569893498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113610705569893498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-everyone-my-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113551844037351264</id><published>2005-12-25T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T21:52:30.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To all my christian pals, Merry Christmas!! May the year ahead be filled with utter love, peace and joy. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113551844037351264?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113551844037351264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113551844037351264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-all-my-christian-pals-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113543499627727130</id><published>2005-12-24T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T22:56:49.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While looking through a couple of old books, I chanced upon a book I would deem as rather interesting, along with my entire archie comic collection. =] The book dates back to my dad's army days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title of the book: '2000 insults for all occasions'. Haha. Pretty nifty, I should say. However, I doubt I would actually use one of those. But hey, they do provide some degree of humour and entertainment. Check these out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He has a chip on his shoulder. It's a splinter from the wood above it.&lt;br /&gt;- He even wrinkles his brow while reading the comics.&lt;br /&gt;- She's like yesterday's coffee-a little weak in the bean.&lt;br /&gt;- If ignorance is really a bliss, he's the world's happiest guy.&lt;br /&gt;- He's hard at work on an invention- colour radio&lt;br /&gt;- They've named a Chinese restaurant after him- Low. I. Queue.&lt;br /&gt;- He had to see his doctor in the morning for a blood test, so he stayed up all night studying for it.&lt;br /&gt;- She can't find a thing to buy in antique shops. She claims they're not making antiques nowadays nowadays like they used to.&lt;br /&gt;- It would take a surgical operation to get an idea into his head.&lt;br /&gt;- His doctor tells him that exercise will kill germs. He says it's silly-how can you get germs to exercise?&lt;br /&gt;- She keeps her baby in a high crib on an uncarpeted floor, so she can hear him if he falls out.&lt;br /&gt;- They put better heads than his on umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;- An intelligent thought dies quickly in his head- it can't stand solitary confinement.&lt;br /&gt;- He has a one-track mind, and the traffic on it is very light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- If it wasn't for the changes in weather, she'd never be able to start a conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- He should be careful not to let his mind wander. It's too weak to be allowed out alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Everything you say to her goes in one ear and out the other. There's nothing to block traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- She was invited to a bridal shower, so she brought soap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Her husband's name is Otto, and she still can't spell it backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- He goes to a fortuneteller who charges $10 to read brilliant minds, and $5 for average minds. For him it's only 50 cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- He stopped a guy from beating his donkey- a real case of brotherly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are loads of other insults for egotists, juvenile delinquents, liars, snobs, wives and what not. Haha. Pretty interesting, I would say. Comes in handy when in need of a hearty laugh and for sheer fiendish fun. Anyway, cheers!! =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113543499627727130?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113543499627727130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113543499627727130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/while-looking-through-couple-of-old.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113517931044352655</id><published>2005-12-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T17:00:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went for my second chalet ever today. Yup. You read it right. Second. Anyway, I think Taboo is such a thrilling game. So fun!! And Risk is the most pointless and time-consuming game ever. Apparently we're supposed to try and conquer the world (on the board). Hmm. Right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh my. The holidays are drawing to an end. Already. I still have so much more to do. So much more to achieve. So much more to slack before I enter a realm in which slacking would not be the best or wisest thing to do. Nope. Not at all. We would then have to hover over notes yet once again and feed our brains with knowledge. If only there were pills in the world which give photographic memory upon consumption. If only we could insert information in the form of a diskette into our brains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh well. But I guess that would do more harm than good. There would be a million einsteins around. Everyone would be holding degrees and attaining phDs. Everyone would have knowledge about everything on the surface of the earth. People would not need to consult the internet, encyclopedias or any informational text from then on. There would be no use for educational institutes, even. 3-year-olds would be engaged in integration sums instead of drawing nonsensical objects on paper. Blond jokes would no longer be valid. Everyone would know how to construct weapons of mass destruction. My my. Now this whole scenerio would be freaky. Alright. Now this is what I call random blabbering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's it for now. Peace. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113517931044352655?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113517931044352655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113517931044352655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-for-my-second-chalet-ever-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113509144260016322</id><published>2005-12-20T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:10:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been constantly on the go for over 2 days now. My feet ache beyond explanation. Walking around non-stop or rather, minimal stops for close to 5 hours is no joke. No sane person would enjoy that. No way. I would give anything (okay, maybe not absolutely anything) for a professional feet massage. Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, caught up with old pals last week. That was surely refreshing. Digging up old, fond memories. Sharing a couple of laughs. I have no clue as to what I would do without friends. Life would be so meaningless. My friends are undoubtedly an integral part of my life. A crucial bit that cannot be done without. Hmm. They're like the pieces of paper when you have writing material. They're like the chocolate chips on cookies. They're like lightbulbs when one is in the dark. I can go on and on. But hey. I guess the point has been made pretty clearly. To all my buds, I love you guys to bits!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113509144260016322?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113509144260016322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113509144260016322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/ive-been-constantly-on-go-for-over-2.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113453193258658558</id><published>2005-12-14T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:48:52.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes I really wish I could rewind time back to the tk days. The green (literally) and carefree days. I simply cannot help reminiscing the good ol' days, from time to time. The memories have embedded themselves up there and shall remain there for an eternity. And there's no doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the chaos and laughter which persisted throughout my 4 years. We could laugh at absolutely anything under the sun be it a moronic comment someone uttered or the fact that our FEMALE A math teacher looked like Jackie Chan from an angle. It was quite obvious from where I was seated and I immediately pointed it out to the person next to me. In what seemed like 5 mins, practically half the class had heard that comment, resulting in an eruption of giggles from time to time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I miss geog lessons. Not because I love the subject. Nope, not at all. It was mainly because Shariff, Nandz and I would be having our own entertainment sessions at the back of the classroom. Gosh. Shariff's table was 'beautified' by the both of us, like nobody's business. Undoubtedly, the blessed students who inherit the table each year would never be bored during their lessons. And the best part of it all is that in spite of hardly ever paying attention to the geog teacher, all of us aced at the subject. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the teachers' accents. Each one had a unique accent. And for the record, each one pronounced my name in a different manner. Haha. I had practically&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; 5&lt;/span&gt; different pronunciations of my name! Hmm. I still recall how everyone used to rush through their artwork in sec 2. On the day of submission, everyone would be scrambling through their artpieces and working vigorously in order to avoid getting booked. Yes, we used to get booked upon not handing in artwork on time. Haha. 3 bookings = 1 detention. I never did get booked though, for some reason, however hard I tried. Maybe I have the looks of an ideal student. Hmm. =] Oh ya, and we also had an art-related theory of our own- the more disastrous the artwork looks, the more appealing it would be to the art teacher. Yup. And that theory is relatively accurate, trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss choir. I miss my section. I miss writing poems during class. I miss goofing around. I miss our stuffed class cupboard that used to cough out its contents upon being opened. I miss our assembly music. I miss the teachers' hilarious fashion sense. I miss wearing green. I miss the tk kaya toast. I miss sneaking food into class. I miss accidentally causing mini-explosions in the lab. I miss the hilarious way the art teacher used to skip across the class to symbolise gracefulness. I miss my friends. I miss my juniors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are gabazillions of other memories like these which I treasure dearly and cannot possibly squeeze over here. Those were the days. And that sole sentence says it all. Things have changed. There are undoubtedly more responsibilities to shoulder. So much more to accomplish and that too, in a shorter period of time. I do not feel ready to accept the harsh realities of the world out there. Not yet, at least. It feels as though we have been pushed into the deep end of a swimming pool with a minute float that is being pulled out from beneath us as time flies by. Inch by inch. I guess this is what life's all about. I have to persevere. I have to brace myself for whatever that is heading my way. I have to survive. But one thing's for sure, we have to cherish life for what it is today for these present moments will be nothing but fractions of our memories in the future that is to come. So, live life to the fullest. =] Cheers!!&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/10128755-113453193258658558?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113453193258658558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113453193258658558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/sometimes-i-really-wish-i-could-rewind.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113413840587275261</id><published>2005-12-09T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:51:03.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Took a refreshing jog at the beach today. Was rejuvenating, rather than tiring, surprisingly. It is, after all high time I train my miserable stamina to match that of a cross country runner. Haha. I'm sure those of you who know me 1) are rolling on the floor laughing, 2) gave a loud gasp capable of rattling nearby window panes, 3) gave a smirk or 4) engaged in a combination of 1, 2 and 3. A message for all of you: Miracles&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; DO&lt;/span&gt; happen! And I, for one believe in miracles. Someday it would be a breeze for me to run from one end of Singapore to the other. Someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cheese sausages have the third most tantalising taste on earth, I believe. First being oh-so-glorious sticky chewy chocolate ice cream and second being heavenly root beer. Yup. And I watched saw2 on Wednesday. Pirated version, at Shariff's place. Haha. It was freaky, undoubtedly. However not quite as freaky as the first one. Anyway, that's it for now. Peace. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113413840587275261?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113413840587275261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113413840587275261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/took-refreshing-jog-at-beach-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113379068362421341</id><published>2005-12-05T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:51:23.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Watched Aeon Flux today. Was forced to, actually. Haha. It was actually quite alright, astonishingly. Initially, I had expected it to be a boring show, or at least the kind of movie that would not appeal to my interests. But I was proven otherwise. Was not too dreadful. Quite interesting, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, I was minding my own business at Orchard MRT station when I was approached by a bespectacled young woman. I had no clue about the shocking deliverance I was going to receive shortly after. Well, I never really got to know her name. Therefore, let her name be X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;: "Hi there. I'm from a modeling agency."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: "Oh. Hi." (why on earth are you telling me this?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;: "This is our card" &lt;em&gt;hands over the modeling agency's card &lt;/em&gt;"We're looking for good-looking people. Can I have your name and contact number please?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: "Oh? Huh? Me? Hmm. I'm sorry..I'm not really interested. Sorry." (Am I on 'Gotcha' or something? She's probably pulling my leg.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;: "Please? Can I have your name and contact number?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: "But.." (Oh my gosh. She sounds dead serious! What on earth is going on? And I'm genuinely not interested. Why doesn't she get it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;: "Please miss? Just your name and contact number and age.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: "But..I'm not.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;: "Please?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: "Oh well. Fine." (Anyway, the information would not be of much use. I'm never going to agree to whatever they have instore for me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the end, I had no choice but to give her the information she wanted. But there is no way I'm ever going to get myself involved in anything of that sort. No way. Why me? I'm still in a daze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, I finally had sticky chewy chocolate ice cream after what seemed like an eternity. Glorious! And I think I had better start hitting those notes soon. (Nope. Not with a mallet, of course). Anyway, happy holidays and cheers!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113379068362421341?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113379068362421341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113379068362421341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/watched-aeon-flux-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113350921181075677</id><published>2005-12-02T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:40:11.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Celebrated Wara's birthday at the beach yesterday. At present, I am very much reminded of a red lobster when I take a glance at my complexion. My gosh. I feel burnt. But we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, that's for sure. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, Shariff, Fai and Wara met in the morning to soak in the sea while I discreetly went to purchase the cake. After I finally met the rest and we gorged on the cake, Fai HAD to smear cake all over everyone together with Wara. Thanks a million. When I knew I was helpless, I decided to simply welcome the 'facial' with open arms. It made me feel better. Haha. If I had had a premonition regarding this, I would have purchased a sponge cake!! But I HAD to get one of the creamiest cakes in that shop. *slaps forehead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh ya, and the point of not having met the rest earlier was that I wanted to avoid swimming in the polluted, oilified seawater. However, I was dunked anyway. Haha. Oh well. So I decided to treat it like a SPA treatment as well. Changing your perspective of certain things in life surely helps! =] After that, we indulged in bridge on the sand, took showers and had lunch at Komala's. Boy did we feel like stuffed thanksgiving turkeys thereafter. Haha. When we were done with lunch, cycling it was. I haven't had such a workout since what seems like an eternity. We were so exhausted by the end of the day that we somewhat felt like we were in a drunken stupor. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nevertheless, it was loads of fun! Happy Birthday Wara!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113350921181075677?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113350921181075677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113350921181075677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/celebrated-waras-birthday-at-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113336299586711173</id><published>2005-11-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T23:03:15.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went for my class chalet yesterday. Quite fun. My very first chalet! Haha. Pathetic, I know. But it ain't my fault if something cropped up everytime I was invited to a chalet. Exploded sausages, burnt exteriors of the chicken wings and diluted spaghetti sauce. This sole sentence is adequate to paint a mental image of the way the barbeque went. Haha. But it was fun, nevertheless. Oh ya, and I realised some chinese shows are quite interesting. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sticky chewy chocolate ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113336299586711173?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113336299586711173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113336299586711173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/went-for-my-class-chalet-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113283459785724985</id><published>2005-11-24T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:20:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday to me!! =]&lt;/strong&gt; I sincerely thank all of you out there who remembered and wished me. I appreciate it very much. Time does fly doesn't it? However, turning 17 doesn't really make a significant difference. I mean, after all, it's still illegal to consume alcohol, drive or watch m18 movies. Haha. Anyway, I shall keep this entry short. Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113283459785724985?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113283459785724985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113283459785724985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-to-me-i-sincerely-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113280568862277445</id><published>2005-11-23T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:09:01.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First and foremost, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday dad!!&lt;/strong&gt; =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Celebrated both my dad's and my birthday together today, as we end up doing every year. Well, there's a difference of merely a day between both our birthdays, so yup. And so, Longbeach, it was. I can't even recall when I last stuffed myself to this extent. Haha. The whole table was covered with at least 7 different dishes. The pepper crab was really good. Was really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, apparently I've been tagged by benjy to publish 5 random points about myself on my blog. Haha. And so, I shall, being the sweet person that I am. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ena&lt;/strong&gt;) I cook brilliantly. (those who have fallen off their chairs laughing, kindly get back on your chairs and note this: I'll prove it to you guys someday. Hmph! Hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dio)&lt;/strong&gt; I tend to feast off my utensils after baking cookies or brownies. (cookie dough is simply glorious, as I've mentioned in an earlier blog. Trust me. I think it's even tastier than the final product itself. Hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;triya&lt;/strong&gt;) I sing in the bathroom using the shower head as a mic. (It's fun!! And you feel like a superstar. Well, I do.) And I frequently hear encores when I'm done with a song. That's the best part of it. Haha. And ya, the acoustics are awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tesera&lt;/strong&gt;) When I was younger, I would put on a pair of smooth socks, pour some powder on the floor, and practice the moonwalk. Yup. And for those of you who do not know, I'm a big fan of Michael Jackson. I think whatever that's happening and has happened to him is terrible. A big conspiracy, I would say. (I ought to have become his lawyer. Hmm.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pende&lt;/strong&gt;) I play wargames (wolfenstein, counter-strike), like war movies, watch wwe (sometimes. But it's getting rather boring.), listen to metal, play the guitar and yet, I like to cook, window shop, listen to slow songs, engage in girly activities etc. I'm a born contradiction, in short. Haha. Yup. That's me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, that's it for now. And by the way, that was 1 to 5 in greek. =] Cheers!! Au revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113280568862277445?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113280568862277445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113280568862277445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-and-foremost-happy-birthday-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113280217492206955</id><published>2005-11-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T11:35:21.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh glorious cookie dough. Without a doubt, the best part about making cookies and brownies and such, is the part about feasting off the utensils. Haha. Cookie dough is simply irresistible! It's not my fault if my system is unable to ward off the temptation is it? Nevertheless, the chocolate chip cookies I made did NOT undergo combustion and were not black. *gasp* And the best part of it all was that my dad said they were quite good. And my dad's taste is pretty strict. Which means, they were brilliant! Hehe. I deserve a pat on the back. Oh ya, and he said I ought to open up my own cookie business. I shall call my enterprise 'Mrs. Grounds' maybe or 'Mrs. Meadows' ('Mrs. Fields' will be so passe, by then). Hmm. Not a bad idea. Haha. Let's say I'm unable to pursue medicine. (I really hope I'll be able to, in the near future. Really. *crosses fingers*) Anyway, that's it for now. Happy holidays!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113280217492206955?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113280217492206955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113280217492206955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-glorious-cookie-dough.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113249865450758378</id><published>2005-11-20T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:58:54.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think shopping should be considered an international sport. Seriously. Human beings of all ages can easily burn off at least half a kilo from just one hour of window shopping. Especially if they are women. It's true, in most instances, at least. I personally believe in entering, grabbing, paying and scooting. Why roam around and study every minute detail? There are some people who would simply refuse to buy something because when you tilt the object at 45 degrees, a minute scratch can be noticed, for instance. Or maybe, they notice a non-existent dent somewhere. Sheesh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after engaging in the calorie-burning sport for hours, mom and I were taking a break at Macs. It was then that I realised how entertaining observing people can turn out to be. Well, there was a couple from another country who particularly caught my eye. The man ordered a meal, collected it and sat down with his wife. So far so good. Upon realising that there wasn't any straw on his tray, he decided to raise his hand and wave frantically at someone at the counter, shouting "straw" periodically. Thereafter, he peeled off the burger bun, folded it into half, added some lettuce in between, and munched on it. After he downed the bun, he removed the patty and ate that on its own too. Hmm. Interesting. Indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113249865450758378?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113249865450758378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113249865450758378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-think-shopping-should-be-considered.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113223462420062154</id><published>2005-11-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:09:26.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MY GOSH. A close encounter with he-who-ought-not-be-named (yes yes, voldemort of vjc) is likely to give anyone a seizure or at least double his or her heartbeat (and no, not out of excitement, mind you). Haha. Almost got caught in jeans again. Was EXTREMELY close. He must've been in a good mood (though highly unlikely). For some reason he simply walked past me without uttering a word. Hmm. Highly interesting. But then again, it's the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we OGLs finally got slotted into the OGs. Unfortunately ossis couldn't stay in one group. Oh well. In case anyone would like to know, the theme is superpowers. And my OG's is Animorph. Haha. Anyway, Haney and I left earlier to meet Fai and Wara at TM. Finally caught Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!! Woohoo!! Was pretty cool. However, I thought Prisoner of Azkaban was much better. Voldemort did not seem at all like what I had imagined. Haha. He looked weird, to put it simply. And my my.. I thought the dudes from Durmstrang institute were awesome, especially their entrance. Really cool. As for that Bulgarian friend of Viktor Krum, the one with the facial hair, he'd look really good if not for his slightly hooked nose. However, that can be easily altered using photo shop. No problemo. Haha. I was thinking.. maybe I ought to pursue my education after jc at some Bulgarian university. Hmm. Some university in Latin America would also do. Haha. Just a thought, which I highly doubt would ever materialise unless unforeseen cicumstances arise. Haha. Latin and Bulgarian guys are hot. Period. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, after the movie, Fai's house it was. Honey cornflakes galore. Scrumptious!! And extremely addictive too. I think I had a carbo-overload thereafter. Haha. Bridge-ness. Oh and new ways of communicating during bridge: "do you have more chunkier jewellery than queen victoria?". Haha. I came up with that one. It all started off with chunky jewellery (high powers of diamond). Haha. Gosh. Speak of craziness. Anyway, that's it for now. Cheers!! And world peace. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113223462420062154?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113223462420062154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113223462420062154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113171021402855941</id><published>2005-11-11T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T19:56:54.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are some things in life which can never be fully understood. However much one tries. Not even if we force our brains to work overtime or allow it to work at its maximum. Not even if we apply principles and concepts. Not even if we make use of mathematical formulae (for those head over heels in love with math). Not even if we ponder day and night and search for answers tirelessly. Nope. Some things simply fail to enter the realm of our comprehension. They're way beyond our understanding and very often in such circumstances, all that one can do is yearn for answers. Nothing else, I've learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, all this aside, I managed to get my appeal through and have been allowed to pursue bio S paper. Alright. I know many are scared away by how bio S is so much like GP, but I guess I shall give it a shot. Hmm. It would be like taking a second GP paper, only a scientific one. Imagine a question like this: "explore the development of microscopy over time using your knowledge of biology". I guess I'll just let time decide my fate. Hehe. Even though many believe that we pave our own fate, time delivers it to us and our destiny, no matter what, remains unchanged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113171021402855941?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113171021402855941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113171021402855941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-are-some-things-in-life-which.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113153357001894007</id><published>2005-11-09T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T19:23:36.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today marks my first encounter with a real punk. He had one on his nose, a few on both ears, one at his eyebrow and a few at his chin. I'm referring to metal studs and rings over here. All this was complemented by a mohawk hairstyle and black accessories and clothing. My gosh. He was seated opposite me on the MRT train and this dude no doubt caught my attention just as I was about to doze off. Imagine yourself being abruptly snapped back or rather jerked back to consciousness. Darn. Haha. I lost the mood to enter snooze mode almost instantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, PW is officially over!! It seems just like yesterday that we were given our question paper and we've finally completed the last segment of it all. Time really flies doesn't it? But I'm certainly relieved, without a doubt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After our OP, lunch with the class it was. So after a long session of engagement in our favourite pastime - cards, we moved over to some shopping mall near Suntec. About half of us went budget while the other half decided to indulge in relatively expensive food. And yes, I was amongst the budget people. Haha. Benjy, see what you've done to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nevertheless, good luck to all j2s with regards to the As. (By the way, if you're a j2 you ought not be online, reading this blog entry right now. You ought to be engrossed in educational pursuits, rather. Or in lay man terms, buried in notes. Hehe. Meditation will do some good too.) Anyway, adios for now. Cheers!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113153357001894007?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113153357001894007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113153357001894007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-marks-my-first-encounter-with.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113126683838079979</id><published>2005-11-06T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T16:50:03.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need sticky chewy chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113126683838079979?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113126683838079979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113126683838079979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-need-sticky-chewy-chocolate-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113110515180777029</id><published>2005-11-04T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:23:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FINALLY I'm done with Gujarati once and for all. Phew. No more Gujarati for me. Well, the exam today was more difficult than expected. All I can do now is keep my fingers crossed. Man. The air-con in the exam room was a definite killer. I was sitting furthest from the air-con and yet my fingers were almost frozen. I wonder how the person directly under it must've felt. Possibly like a popsicle freshly taken out from the freezer or something close. Haha. Anyway, the paper is over. And my 11 years of Gujarati education have come to an end. Brilliant. That's it for now. Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113110515180777029?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113110515180777029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113110515180777029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally-im-done-with-gujarati-once-and.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113093165807229475</id><published>2005-11-02T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T19:56:47.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alas! The PW video with our crappy acting has been editted and finalised. Just need a few finishing touches, if possible. Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, picture this scenerio. You're seated comfortably in a bus or train and you notice this dude sitting across you because firstly, you've got nothing better to do and drumming your fingers over a surface has lost its entertainment value. Secondly, he has pearly white teeth which are capable of capturing your attention even if you're half-awake. The kind that are comparable to white nippon paint. You begin to wonder if they're fake. Well, that didn't really happen, but imagine coming across some stranger who actually has an entire set of golden teeth, painted white. Hmm. A few hours back, when I was wondering this aloud in front of Shariff, I found it utterly amusing. Now I wonder why I was laughing in the first place. Haha. Alright, crappiness galore. Sometimes the most random thoughts turn out to be hilarious. Don't you think so? After all, laughing at the tiniest things in life makes life all the more colourful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need sticky chewy chocolate icecream. And I need to learn how to rollerblade. Soon. Quote of the day: I'm brilliant at pool because I manage to hit the white ball. ONLY the white ball. =]Anyway, cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113093165807229475?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113093165807229475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113093165807229475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/alas-pw-video-with-our-crappy-acting.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113050434042333724</id><published>2005-10-28T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:59:00.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I highly doubt that any sane being can ever get fed-up of playing Bridge and Taiti (however you spell it), as proven by my PW group. We engaged in those two games for what seemed like a gazillion hours when we met for PW today. Haha. We kept finding excuses to lapse into this simple form of entertainment. One of the excuses was that we were doing what we needed to simultaneously, so there was no problem. The next was, someone kept shuffling the cards instead of putting them back into the case, so we decided we might as well play another time (this happened so many times that I lost count). Lastly, just as we packed up everything (somehow) and decided to call it a day, miraculously, the clouds turned grey and it started raining cats and dogs. 2 of us didn't have umbrellas, furthermore. SO. What did we do?? Oh yes, we took out those cards yet once again. Haha. Addicted, we are. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113050434042333724?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113050434042333724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113050434042333724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-highly-doubt-that-any-sane-being-can.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113041479910601095</id><published>2005-10-27T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:06:39.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm officially an OGL. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113041479910601095?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113041479910601095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113041479910601095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-officially-ogl.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113033596252229378</id><published>2005-10-26T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T22:12:42.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I simply love my overbaked hazelnut cupcake. Hehe. As for those who are puzzled as to why I love an overbaked cupcake, don't even bother thinking too hard. Only certain people will understand who, I mean, what i'm referring to. =] ANYWAY, I want to learn how to rollerblade. Really do. I bet i'd need those additional guiding wheels toddlers have on their bikes when they first learn how to cycle. Haha. Otherwise, I'll just have to prepare myself mentally and physically to fall a gazillion times before mastering the art of rollerblading. Anyone willing to pass down a few skills to someone who knows peanuts about rollerblading? Feel free to approach yours truly. Gracias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113033596252229378?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113033596252229378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113033596252229378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-simply-love-my-overbaked-hazelnut.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-113015779536188497</id><published>2005-10-24T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T21:33:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Injustice!! Downright injustice, I would say. And the only individual to deliver this in VJ grounds and be proud of himself after doing so, is someone I ought not name on this blog, lest I suffer from the dire consequences that are bound to follow. Nowadays, wearing a vj-based attire is not the sole requirement to remain in vj grounds. Since when? I thought it was perfectly fine. And when I go all out to defend myself, he-who-ought-not-be-named (and no, I'm not referring to voldemort) assumes that I'm arguing with him when I was obviously not! I bet he receives commission for every victorian he fusses over. A 1% rise in his salary everytime he does so. Which is the only explanation for him being so harsh on absolutely everyone. Actually, not absolutely everyone. Which is why the issue of injustice manifests itself. There are some people in the world whom I simply am unable to understand. He-who-ought-not-be-named is one of them. Anyway, peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-113015779536188497?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113015779536188497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/113015779536188497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/injustice-downright-injustice-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112990325176340941</id><published>2005-10-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T22:12:31.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm extremely exhausted at the moment, so pardon me if my entry is a little incoherent. Nevertheless, a bulk of the day was spent playing bridge and carrom. And I discovered how comfortable it is to sleep in the treehouse in VJ. Anyway, I decided to go for the OGL interview today to get it done with. I just hope I get in. It wasn't as bad as the house com interview, in my perspective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thereafter, Wara, Hanisah, Shariff and I decided to drop by MJ to catch a glimpse of the college campus and meet old friends since they were having their open house. Wasn't that spectacular, actually. Nothing beats VJ. =] After that, had dinner with Wara. Tasted New York pizza for the first time. Haha. Was pretty alright. The best part of it all was that it was darn cheap. Benjy, I bet you're smiling from ear to ear this very moment. Hehe. Anyway, that's it for now. Cheers!! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112990325176340941?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112990325176340941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112990325176340941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-extremely-exhausted-at-moment-so.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112972560963605179</id><published>2005-10-19T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T20:40:09.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Check out this website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4532245984549289375&amp;pr=goog-sl"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4532245984549289375&amp;amp;pr=goog-sl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of the most amusing spoofs I've seen by far. Haha. Simply hilarious!! But Russell Peters is simply the man. I've yet to see another stand-up comedian as talented as him. Hats off to him. Apparently he'll be holding a show in Singapore sometime in January. Coolbeans =]. And I got higher for GP than all of my other subjects. How absurd. Anyway, au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112972560963605179?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112972560963605179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112972560963605179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/check-out-this-website-httpvideo.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112955547287445780</id><published>2005-10-17T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T21:36:57.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today was undoubtedly a day overflowing with disappointments. *sigh* Dropped by a grade from my mid-year results for all my subjects. At least for those I've gotten back so far. Alright, maybe I didn't give my 100%, but hey, I did work reasonably hard. I can simply forget about them S papers. Oh well. After all, the main function of the promos is to allow students to get promoted. But getting promoted with such results is not exactly what I had in mind. Sometimes I wonder why life has to be so difficult. Will these endless bumps in life ever smoothen out? I doubt so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112955547287445780?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112955547287445780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112955547287445780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-was-undoubtedly-day-overflowing.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112937132420684972</id><published>2005-10-15T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T16:12:02.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had VJ open house today. Joined the rest much later due to my Gujarati prelim exam in the morning. YES. I STILL have exams. One more at least (4th Nov). Oh well. Open house was quite fun in my perspective. The guitar performance went alright. Walked around a bit and mass danced. Mass dancing in jeans is far from a brilliant idea. I almost melted. Haha. And then I saw a particular someone. An ideal manifestation of perfection. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to TJ open house yesterday for awhile with haney and shariff. Strolling into TJ while donning VJ uniforms = beyond embarassing. Haha. You owe us, Fai. Big. Met Prap too. And I finally got a glimpse of someone Fai gets all jumpy and ecstatic over. So the trip down there in the scorching heat was not too bad, I guess. (who am I kidding?) Hehe. And we were being silly by promoting VJ open house over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the J2 farewell assembly which took place yesterday was rather saddening. It made me realize how fast time flies by and how we ought to treasure every moment of our life. It seems as though we J1s just embarked on our journey through junior college a day back and now the year is almost coming to an end. Some things in life are just inevitable and we should never take the simplest things in life for granted, especially our loved ones. In this case, friends. Which is why my friends are an integral part of my life. For some reason, I'm getting all nostalgic. Haha. Anyway, I'll miss all you J2s dearly. I feel old all of a sudden. Hehe. Alright, adios for now. And world peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112937132420684972?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112937132420684972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112937132420684972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/had-vj-open-house-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112884519123026393</id><published>2005-10-09T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:27:48.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Success!! I managed to cook something without burning down the kitchen and without me having to spring out into the lift lobby to grab the fire extinguisher. Haha. And the dish actually tasted scrumptious, according to reliable sources with perfectly normal tastebuds. All I had to do was treat the recipe like some chem QA skill B practical and so I did. Heh. I'm rather proud of myself. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the promos are over. However, for some unfathomable reason, I feel indifferent about the fact that they're over. No elation and no depression either. Weird, but true. Now that we J1s have got a short break, or rather, an extremely short break, I guess it's only wise to make the most of it. Because after we receive our results with trembling hands (out of tremor rather than excitement), most of us will be overwhelmed with grief. Oh well. Ces't la vie. By the way, I think Pickles (shown below) is rather amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/400/pickles.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112884519123026393?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112884519123026393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112884519123026393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/10/success-i-managed-to-cook-something.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112687991273128167</id><published>2005-09-16T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:11:52.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Caffeine is definitely not for me. A cup of extremely mild cappuccino taken at 5pm is capable of robbing me of much needed sleep till 3am. However unbelievable that may sound to many, that is darn true. Haha. I guess my system's not used to the intake of caffeine. I think if I were to consume freshly ground coffee beans blended with some cream and sugar, I'd just die. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6051/766/400/4e1%20class%20photo....jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                Zany Green parade '04. Egyptians galore. Miss you guys loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                                                    Nostalgia, perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&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/10128755-112687991273128167?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112687991273128167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112687991273128167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/09/caffeine-is-definitely-not-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112609941530397285</id><published>2005-09-07T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:23:35.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes I cannot help but wonder why life has so many complications. Upon finding the solution to one, another one arises out of nowhere. Perhaps this makes one stronger as a individual and allows them to grow or advance in all aspects of life. But those complications do have their fair share of consequences, don't they? In my perspective, we ought to live for today and not waste our brain power by pondering what tomorrow might bring. Everything in life has risks involved, after all. I mean, stepping out of your house to start off a fresh new day, or rather, even leaving the comforts of your bed at the crack of dawn is a huge risk in itself, isn't it? Come to think of it, our very existence on earth is a risk. I doubt we can enjoy anything in life without it. I guess we have no choice, therefore, to take everything in our stride, failure and success alike, and progress a step at a time. After all, every cloud has it's silver lining, however cliche that may sound. Perseverance, is indeed, the key to success. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112609941530397285?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112609941530397285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112609941530397285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/09/sometimes-i-cannot-help-but-wonder-why.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112592944619043891</id><published>2005-09-05T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:10:46.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just a random thought. Why do almost all natural disasters, be they cyclones or hurricanes, have to be give female names? "Audrey" wiped out Cameron or "Carla" devastated Tex. gulf cities or perhaps, 256 killed as a result of "Camille." Why can't they be given names of males instead? Prejudice, I would say. Hmm. But worth pondering over, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nevertheless, yet once again we junior college students have been issued holidays, which are rather, the other extreme of holidays. Gone are the days when we could actually RELISH holidays. Why torture our souls when this is the time during which we ought to be living our lifes to the fullest? Why hold us down with so much burden and restrict creative thinking? Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112592944619043891?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112592944619043891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112592944619043891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-random-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112540772836252201</id><published>2005-08-30T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:15:28.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Firstly, I canNOT play soccer for nuts. To make it multiple times worse, we did so in the sweltering heat on Monday. It doesn't stop there. I think there were at least a thousand drangonflies in the field at that point in time. As I stood in that field as a loyal mid-fielder, I felt as though I was engulfed by a whole swarm of them. Ever felt like running for your life and being simultaneously rooted to one spot before? Exactly my emotions at that point in time. I was beyond petrified, trust me. Nevertheless, being a spectator on the field was certainly enjoyable. As I said, soccer is definitely not my kind of sport. Dragonflies are evil. evil, I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112540772836252201?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112540772836252201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112540772836252201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/08/firstly-i-cannot-play-soccer-for-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112463274711480452</id><published>2005-08-21T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:15:48.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It seems like an eternity since I last updated this blog of mine. So I shall now take this rare opportunity to dust away the cobwebs and make it squeaky clean. Hehe. I rarely get the inspiration and time to blog these days and those are certainly the prerequisites one cannot do without. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Brain space has undoubtedly become a rare commodity these days with all the cramming required in jc life. Apparently an average human being uses a mere 3% of their brain capacity. MAN. If only we knew how to access the "unused" part of our brain. We'd be able to unleash untapped mental powers which would allow us human beings to perform at top efficiency. Hmm. 5% each could be dedicated to biology, chemistry, physics and math (in the case of triple science students). That would make up 20% and we'd still have loads more of brain space to spare!! An ideal scenerio. No doubts about that. Alright, this is what I would call random rambling. Nevertheless, until my next update, peace. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112463274711480452?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112463274711480452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112463274711480452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-seems-like-eternity-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112355891935164146</id><published>2005-08-09T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T12:06:44.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First and foremost, Happy 40th Birthday Singapore!! MAN. You're getting old. Anyways, yesterday, I was forced to adorn my punjabi suit and be one of the few funky people who actually wore costumes. The celebrations were alright, I guess. Thereafter, Shariff and I met up with Fai. Gosh. Speak of excitement. I think she paused a mere 2 or 3 times during the length of the conversation. Haha. Nevertheless, am ecstatic for you Fai =]. Oh ya, $4 ice-cream at swensens was euphoria. Sticky chewy chocolate galore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyways, went for ics nite farewell for the seniors later in the evening. Arrived at indian timing (a good one hour late). Hehe. The party was multiple times more disco-ey than I had expected. They called in deejays, had disco lights and all. Had fun, somewhat. Benjyy and his amusing dance moves. Haha. He's so cute, as in adorable cute. Nevertheless, that's all I have for now. Peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112355891935164146?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112355891935164146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112355891935164146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-and-foremost-happy-40th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10128755.post-112299436163821525</id><published>2005-08-02T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:57:57.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Exactly how is mastering the standing broad jump EVER going to benefit us in the future? I have absolutely no idea. What's the whole point of measuring the distance you can travel with a single jump? It's point-less, and there's no arguing about that. I mean, if someone were being chased by a serial killer, would he/she stop dead in his/her track, swing his/her arms back and forth and travel forward by about 2m or 1.55m (if he/she were as bad at it as me) and then repeat the whole procedure again? Perhaps an insane person might, but not those who are mentally sound. I don't see any benefits which we can yield from it. Not. At. All. In conclusion, North Indians simply aren't meant to master the standing broad jump. It is in our genes alright or rather, in our anatomy. Seriously, I have yet to meet a North Indian who has gotten a C or even a D for standing broad jump. Haha. Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10128755-112299436163821525?l=-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112299436163821525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10128755/posts/default/112299436163821525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-ride-the-lightning-.blogspot.com/2005/08/exactly-how-is-mastering-standing.html' title=''/><author><name>vibha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939739402065398275</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></entry></feed>
