<?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-19603895</id><updated>2011-12-04T00:25:41.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts that linger in the mind of a Singaporean teen.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Kelvin Choo&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;kvc_king@hotmail.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>346</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4261655351841511030</id><published>2011-03-02T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T03:09:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has seriously seriously been a very long while since i updated this rusty old blog.. and i highly doubt anyone has been following, but i'm gonna continue for my own pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people watch movies to kill time, but i think i have something else for movies. I'm not gonna call myself a movie junkie like some of my friends cuz i don't think i qualify, but i find movies have the ability to influence. Let's take for example Inception. after watching it, my whole life was a dream for the next 24 hrs. Let's not go into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think movies set humans apart from reality. It allows us to venture into a world thought of by movie makers and we either love it or hate it. Some people even watch movies to put themselves in misery. I dare say i'm one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you think of someone, and you can't really feel him or her, and the only way you can feel that person is through movies. You put yourself in the main character's shoes and you comfort yourself, thinking that someone else is feeling your pain and sorrows, but most of the time it's just a fantasy. after awhile, you start feeling all miserable cuz you realise your situation is not as successful as in the movie. That feeling really sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4261655351841511030?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4261655351841511030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4261655351841511030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-has-seriously-seriously-been-very.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4854615756208343144</id><published>2010-11-22T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T23:30:36.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y'know, i've had friends since the day i first said hi to a person, and never have i understood the true meaning of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think friendship is something that doesn't regard money and time. Much like an intimate relationship, if you're always counting what you've left behind such as the years spent together, then you're just doing the relationship for the years, sort of like setting a record to feel good about yourself, and not so much for the sake of your partner. Friendship should always be a natural affair: Never count the years passed, never worry about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had some friends who tell me how much i've been a real friend to them, and after your purpose together ends, the friendship ends too, sometimes entirely. Lemme illustrate: you just knew this guy from some camp and you 2 really click well. You share personal matters with him and vice versa and you tell yourself you've found a real friend. After the camp, you continue to keep in touch with him and a week later, you start to feel the chore of contacting him and finding topics to talk about. I bet you can relate to that. That is exactly like an infatuation, just not intimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship should be something never to be worried about. Your friend should always answer your calls with enthusiasm. Even if it means once a month. Your friend should never say or do anything that will hurt your feelings. Your friend should never use you but rather, request help from you. Your friend should never be awkward alone with you. Most importantly, your friend should always be genuine with you. You shouldn't be trying to impress your friend cuz your friend should be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; friend, and not the friend of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone you're trying to be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe I do know the meaning of friendship afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? To each his own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4854615756208343144?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4854615756208343144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4854615756208343144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/11/yknow-ive-had-friends-since-day-i-first.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1379229225877103373</id><published>2010-10-21T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T00:59:46.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Respect is a very important aspect of life. You want to be respected, you respect others. Sometimes, you respect others, and people don't do the same to you, which is really frustrating and well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it important? I think it's cuz some people in the world treat others like inanimate objects and animals. This is a no doubt a sign of superiority over the other party, and it's sort of like, you need to make that other person look and feel bad so that you can feel good inside. It's pretty much a self-esteem thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, look at it again, but with respect on both ends. Both feel good and mature about themselves, and both parties respect each other cuz they treasure each others' company and they benefit each other, so why create grudges right? They don't need to look down on others so that they can feel great about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys pretty much know all these already, but most of us always forget to apply it in our lives and I personally find it sad that there is disrespect going around us every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you know what the most important type of respect is? I think it's self-respect. Cuz if you're not going to start out respecting yourself, you're gonna feel all useless and inadequate, and what do you do next? Release all that trapped heat inside you, on some poor kid next door. But no, not everyone disrespects themselves like that. Some take on the pain on their own bodies and dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're some unpopular kid in school and you're hungry for the fame and attention, you start hanging out with the cool kids and they take money outta your pockets for their personal spending pleasures. Sometimes, they push you around and make fun of you infront of the chicks so that they prove they're the boss. All that torment just for some false dignity only cuz the cool kids know and acknowledge you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how about self-pricing? Why go to the extent of sleazy places for some fun? Even if it meant you making the place sleazy. I'm sorta along the lines of prostitution, but that's really extreme. I'm sure you guys know a few popular activities we Gen Ys indulge in that pretty much illustrates the core definition of self-pricing (or the lack of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that typing and no conclusion. I'm sorry that's always how I end cuz i always type till I'm too sleepy to end the post. But this time, it's different. This time, maybe we should make a personal pledge to ourselves to keep our chins high, breath in the air we deserve, and smile to ourselves knowing we're perfectly fine and reminding ourselves that no flaw is a flaw unless we think it is. Put a huge price tag on yourself and tell yourself that no one is gonna be able to afford you but you alone. Now that's self-respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TL8f4wLecsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/M2-s4z2aY3E/s1600/00.2.Paralympics-Sw%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TL8f4wLecsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/M2-s4z2aY3E/s400/00.2.Paralympics-Sw%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530173927300428482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1379229225877103373?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1379229225877103373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1379229225877103373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-respect-is-very-important.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TL8f4wLecsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/M2-s4z2aY3E/s72-c/00.2.Paralympics-Sw%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1971017553895079375</id><published>2010-09-25T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T20:01:53.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I was watching an episode of Top Gear (Specifically Season13  Epi 2), and I saw the prettiest British ever. I've saved screenshots of  her, and here she is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kStFdLAI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Vv20oytszCU/s1600/tydg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kStFdLAI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Vv20oytszCU/s400/tydg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520819728217353218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kTPD05vI/AAAAAAAAAgU/P6pBd3fK9DM/s1600/Untitleddhfg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kTPD05vI/AAAAAAAAAgU/P6pBd3fK9DM/s400/Untitleddhfg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520819737337325298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kR6QT4DI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F1a9EEsWju4/s1600/rgfvsdvs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kR6QT4DI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F1a9EEsWju4/s400/rgfvsdvs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520819714572673074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kRUZbXaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uz8WvpXg6qo/s1600/dhhd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kRUZbXaI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uz8WvpXg6qo/s400/dhhd.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520819704410365346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in case you're confused, i'm referring to the one in the grey top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1971017553895079375?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1971017553895079375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1971017553895079375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow-i-was-watching-episode-of-top-gear.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TJ3kStFdLAI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Vv20oytszCU/s72-c/tydg.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5752777889449889099</id><published>2010-09-12T04:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T05:43:25.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know it's been quite a long while since I posted something quite close to my heart on this blog, and that only means I finally realised how corny I was before, constantly posting stuff on this blog regarding emotional aspects of life, only to seek sympathy for myself, which is quite pathetic I must say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly speaking, it's not only the realisation of how corny it was to post such stories that stopped me from doing it. It was more of growing cold to those things. I sort of went through a... blank phase of my life. It's like, looking back at these past few years, and all I could see, was an empty desert with a trail of footsteps set by me on the brown sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought about it, and found out these years of "blankness" were more of less the time I spent(or am spending..) in polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm not saying it's bad or anything, but look at it this way, 3 years of my teens are wasted, with memories similar to a rock - blank, cold and boring. Which also brings to mind how the older folks always tell me to treasure my youth and have fun while I still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesss, I know that means being childish and emotional, but at the end of the day, who cares what other people say about you being childish when you know you lived your teenage years to the fullest? There's always time to be an adult, and inevitably so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda remember how life was back in secondary school, everyday was an adventure with hormones raging all over my mind. One day you're happy, and the next, you're sad, and you're always struggling to seek companionship - both friendship and BGRs. All of which comes together in a whirlwind of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rummaging through a box I kept snug in a discrete cupboard in my room. This box is what I like to call, my Memory Box. As the name suggests, it's sort of a time capsule. So anyway, I found many things from letters and photographs to yearbooks, all collected over the years. I decided to compile all these memorable things many years ago so that I can look back at my life and maybe even show my kids in the future how their daddy was like in his youth. A few things that couldn't escape my attention in the box were a few gifts and letters from a particular friend. I must admit I had feelings for that friend, and every single time I open up the box and come across these gifts and letters, I cannot help myself but wonder why I was such a wuss in the past when all it needed were a few words. I suppose you guys can guess what happened haha. It's nothing much, but I'm just embarrassed to go into detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's quite obvious there was regret in all of that reminiscing, and it really feels good to spill everything out on this blog, like a personal diary you know, only not so personal hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel you're young and have a lot ahead of you, you might wanna take this piece of advice and treasure your youth before it all runs out, like the sand in an hourglass or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5752777889449889099?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5752777889449889099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5752777889449889099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know-its-been-quite-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2790904472365396561</id><published>2010-08-30T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T04:53:52.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys, it's now a proven fact based on various studies and analysis: I blog more when the exams are around the corner. Probably cuz anything is more fun and exciting than studying - that includes spending time in the kitchen brewing lousy coffee for staying awake(ironic huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that in mind, oh wait, i need to take a shit first. brb... (rushes to the WC to bomb Nagasaki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i'd better lay off on the chilli, can't even sit properly now.. OK ANYWAY, as i was saying,  i have come to learn (the hard way) that coffee is a very dangerous substance. If consumed excessively, it will lead to a very uncomfortable aftermath. let me explain further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink a cup of coffee to keep yourself awake for whatever reason. You do your thing, and start to feel tired, and naturally, you get yourself another cup of coffee and the same thing happens after awhile. After you're done with your duties, you reward yourself with some well deserved slumber. but wait, you're really tired and sleepy and you're dying for some sleep, but the caffeine is still in your body working its "magic". you can't sleep, and you lie on your bed all exhausted, and there's nothing you can do, cuz you're done with your stuff, but you can't sleep and you are too tired to do anything else. so what else is there for you to do? Stare at the ceiling, tussle ard in your bed, finding the perfect position to blast yourself to dreamland, but futile of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go, a perfect illustration of the effects of caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, break's over, time to go back to the notes. 5am already..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2790904472365396561?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2790904472365396561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2790904472365396561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi-guys-its-now-proven-fact-based-on.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-3406253664714878218</id><published>2010-08-28T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T16:58:05.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading the daily papers in the toilet one day, and i came across this YOG article. It was an article dated 26th August 2010. Here are a few pictures i wanted to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/THjPVX1e-8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/4BkUH7wHOo4/s1600/IMAG0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/THjPVX1e-8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/4BkUH7wHOo4/s400/IMAG0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510382110170348482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/THjPV0Z9NLI/AAAAAAAAAfk/VwWHUD6hSN8/s1600/IMAG0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/THjPV0Z9NLI/AAAAAAAAAfk/VwWHUD6hSN8/s400/IMAG0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510382117839516850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/THjPWuClHzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4htkpfWtm7E/s1600/IMAG0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/THjPWuClHzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4htkpfWtm7E/s400/IMAG0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510382133310725938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-3406253664714878218?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3406253664714878218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3406253664714878218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-reading-daily-papers-in-toilet.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/THjPVX1e-8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/4BkUH7wHOo4/s72-c/IMAG0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-3005073774247946384</id><published>2010-08-23T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:48:39.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a wonderful rainy evening. Y'know i really enjoy these cold rainy nights. but anyway, enough of the rainy weather. I've been frequenting the Queenstown area these few days. Mainly cuz it's one of the very few places left in S'pore with memories of its past. Just sitting there with my parents or friends and enjoying a bowl of icy BoBoChaCha with a metal spoon is just peaceful. It's really funny how people never really appreciate these type of places only until word is out that demolition is on its way. It's even funnier how a person like me would spend time in these sort of places. Maybe it's because it really reminds me of Hillview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillview was the first estate i ever resided in, and i stayed there till i was around 5 or 6years old. can't really remember much though. The last time i went to Hillview while it still existed, was when i was around 12 years old. i remember i was cycling with my dad, and stopped by the hawker centre for a drink. little did i know i would miss it that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everytime i set foot in the Margaret Drive Area, it just felt like home. it felt so familiar. it felt so much like Hillview. Man, those were the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i always said, we won't appreciate something until it's gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-3005073774247946384?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3005073774247946384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3005073774247946384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-wonderful-rainy-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1192172809798672496</id><published>2010-08-19T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T04:17:22.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, it's evident that i can't really be bothered with this blog anymore. BUT NO, i'm not gonna give up just yet. i'm just gonna give myself time to recuperate from excessive forced blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, just a brief roundup of what's been going on these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been rotting at home almost everyday now that it's the YOG break. wake up in the mid afternoon, have brunch, watch man vs wild, watch top gear, have dinner, msn, fb, observe plants grow, watch more top gear and man vs wild, solitaire on my cellphone, and sleep. it's that simple. and it's pretty much the same everyday. oh, and dont get me wrong, i do fit in a few hours of revision here and there, but quite minimal i must say. but isn't that what holidays are all abt? rotting at home, embracing free time. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, being a Singaporean, we often complain about things that either matter to us or not. and now that the Singapore 2010 Youth Olympics Games are here in town, Singaporeans have something new to rant about. Volunteer's food quality, weird venues, overspending, etc etc etc. but why can't we over-pampered Singaporeans embrace what the nation has achieved instead of loss? ok look at it this way, Singapore is now on the world map for an international event, and even countries like Zimbabwe and Azerbaijan now know of our small red dot, and that we're not part of China. or or or, how about our world class infrastructure? aren't we proud that the world now knows of our advanced country? more so our existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time, when we read the daily papers, or watch the news, we can start looking at Singapore as a success rather than a failure. After all, we are Singaporeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1192172809798672496?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1192172809798672496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1192172809798672496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/08/ok-its-evident-that-i-cant-really-be.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2481169084044178994</id><published>2010-07-25T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T03:05:10.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys, do check out the latest link I just added on the links section called "Save Our Chinese Heritage". It's really cool and interesting how things were in the past. Anyway, enjoy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2481169084044178994?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2481169084044178994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2481169084044178994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-guys-do-check-out-latest-link-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2519903028247913249</id><published>2010-07-21T03:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T03:58:51.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, i've been bothered by this stupid ear infection thing. It started out with an innocent scratch of my right ear canal with some ear spoon thing. then I realised i cut the relatively sensitive skin in my ear canal. I didn't think much of it at first, but the following few days, it started secreting pus that smelt like shit (please don't ask why i smell the liquid from my ear, thanks). Then next, it started hurting like crap, then the whole ear canal started hurting like bare flesh. My hearing also got impaired in the right ear.. Knowing this was getting serious, i went to see a doctor and spent a hefty $66 from my savings cuz i didn't want my dad to know about it, otherwise he'd make a lot of noise -.- okay, then a week later, it got better, and my hearing abilities came back. I was overjoyed. But there was still some semi dried pus in my ear, and it was like, kinda slimy, but i didn't think much of it (again..) 2days back, i woke up with a semi-deaf right ear (again..) but at least it didn't hurt as badly as before. and now, i'm using this weird ear drop thing, but it doesn't seem to be working, and it smells like frickin petroleum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This retarded ear thing doesn't just affect me in the ear, but also through hearing, neck aches(from the retaining of ear drop solution in my ear), head aches and countless sleepless nights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that clearly explains why i'm still up at 3.48am. 3 hours left to sleep. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TEX_l__lbDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/dZ4_g8M9Pi8/s1600/ar818sb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TEX_l__lbDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/dZ4_g8M9Pi8/s400/ar818sb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496079948573928498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TEX_mYIDSTI/AAAAAAAAAfU/F6xOYaifjXE/s1600/vietnamese_ear_clean_big.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TEX_mYIDSTI/AAAAAAAAAfU/F6xOYaifjXE/s400/vietnamese_ear_clean_big.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496079955051890994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2519903028247913249?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2519903028247913249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2519903028247913249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/07/recently-ive-been-bothered-by-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TEX_l__lbDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/dZ4_g8M9Pi8/s72-c/ar818sb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8556500928157121182</id><published>2010-07-12T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:57:31.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, it's the end of the weekends again, and here i am, contemplating whether to catch the worldcup finals or not. to begin with, it's a lousy match between a lucky team(holland) and a team i hate(spain, for kicking the Germans out of the WC).. but that aside, I think i'm really struggling with some of my priorities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for instance, you spent your weekend doing sth important, and now that you're free, and it's late at night, you question yourself whether to go out or not. Considering there's school tmr, it's only responsible to stay home and sleep. but everyone's gonna be out catching the WC finals anyway. but wtf, i dont even know what i'm talking abt. damn lazy to bathe, and no bathe = no sleep. so i'm just wasting my time staring at the screen typing a boring story. and if you are reading this, i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err, i need some reflection time. feeling quite moody. maybe i'll bathe soon, and sleep before the match starts, and before my dad tempts me to watch it with him. ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TDoF1kMJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAfE/vX8d-ziKGFE/s1600/untitledynbtvrecexd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TDoF1kMJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAfE/vX8d-ziKGFE/s400/untitledynbtvrecexd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492709113337608242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8556500928157121182?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8556500928157121182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8556500928157121182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay-its-end-of-weekends-again-and-here.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TDoF1kMJ-DI/AAAAAAAAAfE/vX8d-ziKGFE/s72-c/untitledynbtvrecexd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8551539531818841278</id><published>2010-06-30T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:40:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh i feel like such a genius. I can't believe how smart I am. Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my dad decided to take back the Altec Lansing computer speakers I took from the desktop cuz he wanted to listen to some hokkien music -.- That being the case, I was left speaker-less and iTunes was nothing but an ordinary unused application on my desktop. Life was starting to get more and more meaningless - until today. I was tidying up my room and i stumbled upon my 3 year old guitar cable. Then I felt a bolt of smart-ness. I removed all the rubble from one quiet end of my room, and uncovered my abandoned guitar amp. Dammit, why didn't i think of it earlier?! i rummaged for a few more cable adaptors, and voila! sound! connected a few cables to a few machines, and i made magic. frickin' surround sound with amazing double bass effect please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6155b5aab75e90e9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6155b5aab75e90e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330402368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F08A31BA78D3A14CC8DB763DAB8CB217DDD33E6.9FA786FDD02E6288A592524C4ADDA848CF10718%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6155b5aab75e90e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWFxfbTtYxe33qoklcs7fg7Ke5Mw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6155b5aab75e90e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330402368%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F08A31BA78D3A14CC8DB763DAB8CB217DDD33E6.9FA786FDD02E6288A592524C4ADDA848CF10718%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6155b5aab75e90e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWFxfbTtYxe33qoklcs7fg7Ke5Mw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8551539531818841278?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8551539531818841278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8551539531818841278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-my-gosh-i-feel-like-such-genius.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4033339779625558941</id><published>2010-06-25T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:27:45.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess when you anticipate too much of something, your expectations of it increases accordingly. And this will cause the actual event to be shitty if everything didn't go as expected - which is most likely to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something else too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't overeat at buffets..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4033339779625558941?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4033339779625558941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4033339779625558941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-guess-when-you-anticipate-too-much-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8964854688697603322</id><published>2010-06-11T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T02:50:09.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, as some of you may already know, this whole week has been exam week for me, and lemme give you a brief description of how I feel everyday this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;: "tmr's the first paper, I.T. is damn slack. study a bit can already la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(before the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "I dont think it'll be hard la, should be quite easy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday(after the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "hurrrr, piece of cake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday(reached home)&lt;/span&gt;: "shit, advanced measurements is damn hard..die.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday(before the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "Screwed.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday(after the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "sigh.. get result then see how la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday(reached home)&lt;/span&gt;: " what the shit, tmr is contract admin.. got alot to read.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday(before the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "Screwed.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday(after the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "sigh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday(reached home)&lt;/span&gt;: "my frickin brain is dried up, and i dont know how i'm going to last till fri night...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thursday(before the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "wonder if advanced construction will be tough.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thursday(after the paper)&lt;/span&gt;: "ok la, manageable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thursday(reached home)&lt;/span&gt;: "wa, tmr last paper, finally man..i think i enjoy a bit first la.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and till now, i'm still enjoying myself, and naturally, worrying as well. whatever i've read for the past few hours, didn't really go into my head. i'm really distracted with other things such as: How am i going to enjoy my hols. i need discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TBEV9iqn5TI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZXp31wphurI/s1600/prison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TBEV9iqn5TI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZXp31wphurI/s400/prison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481186368508388658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8964854688697603322?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8964854688697603322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8964854688697603322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/06/okay-as-some-of-you-may-already-notice.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TBEV9iqn5TI/AAAAAAAAAe8/ZXp31wphurI/s72-c/prison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8565161527433008644</id><published>2010-06-04T06:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T07:24:12.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I caught the children's film "Matilda" earlier  on Mio TV, and it is one of the best movies I've watched since frickin Forrest Gump. The lead actress who played Matilda, Mara Wilson (Now 23 years old) was so adorable then. But the thing that caught me stunned, was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film is based on Roald Dahl's book "Matilda" and it revolves around how people should be strong to different crisis in our lives. Matilda is a strong willed person, standing up to challenges in her childhood including family rejection. She worked her way through the storm and ended up with everything she could ever ask for, a loving family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I did some homework on the film, and this was what i found out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wilson's mother, Susan Shapiro, was from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago" title="Chicago"&gt;Chicago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; suburb of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northbrook,_Illinois" title="Northbrook, Illinois"&gt;Northbrook, Illinois&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and was heavily involved in drama in high school; her mother died from breast cancer in 1996, when Mara was 9, during the filming of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matilda" title="Matilda"&gt;Matilda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mara_Wilson#cite_note-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She first became interested in acting when she was four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess sometimes, we complain about small little troubles in our lives and we go on to say stuff like "FML" while people are out there facing bigger problems and settling them with a brave stance. Although Mara Wilson may not have the same attitude as Matilda in the film, dealing with a problem in real life and acting in a fairytale film about something more or less similar to your dillemma at the very same time, doesn't make it easier at all.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAg5QlgFraI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qe1uZd0XvI4/s1600/matilda_vcl02081075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAg5QlgFraI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qe1uZd0XvI4/s400/matilda_vcl02081075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478691903803600290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8565161527433008644?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8565161527433008644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8565161527433008644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-caught-childrens-film-matilda-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAg5QlgFraI/AAAAAAAAAe0/qe1uZd0XvI4/s72-c/matilda_vcl02081075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6691912425503828220</id><published>2010-05-31T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:36:55.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been watching some videos of The Killers recently, and i must admit, their drummer Ronnie Vannucci Jr. is one decent drummer. Here are some pictures of him that i want to share with you guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6Ru8AyjI/AAAAAAAAAec/5GQjhc7fmd4/s1600/tegvfcrt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6Ru8AyjI/AAAAAAAAAec/5GQjhc7fmd4/s400/tegvfcrt.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477426385632938546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6RLDca8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/zibfOkLuM3U/s1600/ronniefe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6RLDca8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/zibfOkLuM3U/s400/ronniefe.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477426376000433090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6Q51HxqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/AGifthTRBMA/s1600/RonnieVannucci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6Q51HxqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/AGifthTRBMA/s400/RonnieVannucci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477426371376957090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6QiAAGQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/tmIgHYpW_KI/s1600/72087047KW027_ronnie-vannucci-jr-dr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6QiAAGQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/tmIgHYpW_KI/s400/72087047KW027_ronnie-vannucci-jr-dr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477426364980140290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6QPejzjI/AAAAAAAAAd8/uzXONuXqKVU/s1600/10331_2_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6QPejzjI/AAAAAAAAAd8/uzXONuXqKVU/s400/10331_2_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477426360008035890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you are probably thinking hard to yourselves, "he looks damn familiar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO7I1tv3pI/AAAAAAAAAes/Q3NFHr424Gg/s1600/my_name_is_earl_DVD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO7I1tv3pI/AAAAAAAAAes/Q3NFHr424Gg/s400/my_name_is_earl_DVD1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477427332344962706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO7IlOYtTI/AAAAAAAAAek/amlC0iMc7j4/s1600/128681654050841482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO7IlOYtTI/AAAAAAAAAek/amlC0iMc7j4/s400/128681654050841482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477427327918454066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing right? i had the exact same thoughts in my mind while watching vids of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6691912425503828220?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6691912425503828220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6691912425503828220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-watching-some-videos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/TAO6Ru8AyjI/AAAAAAAAAec/5GQjhc7fmd4/s72-c/tegvfcrt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6493869114346269225</id><published>2010-05-30T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T04:58:13.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sure you all have heard the importance of making choices and all, and I have officially understood the true meaning of it earlier tonight. here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my stuff in my room, when I started feeling really tired. by the way, it was already 9plus then. I stopped whatever I was doing, and headed to my mom's room to watch some tv with them. I laid on the bed, and not surprisingly for me, I started to doze off within seconds.. I was soo tired, but managed to wake up from time to time to check on the clock. slowly, minute by minute passed, and my subconscious mind kept telling me:"hey man, don't worry bout the time, just go on and rest." and so I did.. by the time I woke up, it was around 1am, and my mom told me to scram over to my room to sleep for the night. I nodded and dragged my feet to my room and crashed on my bed. the funny thing is that when I laid in my bed with my eyes closed, I didn't feel sleepy anymore. infact, I magically felt like studying.. but the main problem was, I made the choice of taking a nap at that retarded timing, and now, I'm regretting it. and to add to the dilemma, I have to wake up at at 8am later on for  church. that means.... 3and a half hours left to sleep.. and I'm not even sleepy.. oh, but the good news is that I started on my final year project and did some revision! oh, that reminds me.. term tests are a week away. great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6493869114346269225?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6493869114346269225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6493869114346269225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-sure-you-all-have-heard-importance.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5724319108488860937</id><published>2010-05-25T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T02:04:36.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met up with Afiq and Andrew recently for dinner and partially to celebrate Andrew's birthday. haha. In case you don't know, both of them were my secondary school rugby mates. And when rugby boys get together for some catching up, we talk about 2 things: Rugby and sth else, lol. okay anyway, we sorta got really engrossed in reminiscing about our secondary school rugby life and how close-knit our team was and the potential we had to excel. Those were certainly the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at us now: 2 of us dont play rugby anymore, and one's in the army. Most of the other teammates probably forgot how to play rugby already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking about everything rugby, we three were itching to play some of it.. but looking at it from a more realistic point of view, there's no way we are going to play together as a team again. Sadly, we took advantage of the team time we had before, and now, we're obviously regretting it. How typical of humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5724319108488860937?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5724319108488860937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5724319108488860937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-met-up-with-afiq-and-andrew-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-9160974885381262195</id><published>2010-05-18T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:26:37.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, now that i've looked at it thoroughly, 2010 has been a great year so far. wow... First Lamb of God in April, now Coheed and Cambria in August. Insane....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-9160974885381262195?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9160974885381262195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9160974885381262195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/05/wow-now-that-ive-looked-at-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-777654186267717623</id><published>2010-05-10T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:13:57.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-fqX7qzWQI/AAAAAAAAAd0/AMOtLs0UMfw/s1600/yhtgrfd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-fqX7qzWQI/AAAAAAAAAd0/AMOtLs0UMfw/s400/yhtgrfd.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469597969339865346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-777654186267717623?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/777654186267717623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/777654186267717623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/05/seriously-i-hate-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-fqX7qzWQI/AAAAAAAAAd0/AMOtLs0UMfw/s72-c/yhtgrfd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7882746878238574184</id><published>2010-05-06T03:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T04:09:05.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-HMazIeieI/AAAAAAAAAdk/MA-rGcsW9I8/s1600/Cockroachcloseup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-HMazIeieI/AAAAAAAAAdk/MA-rGcsW9I8/s400/Cockroachcloseup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467876183378921954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cockroaches&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are by far the most disgusting, creepiest and ugliest creatures on the face of planet Earth..&lt;br /&gt;There are 4,000 species of these sickos&lt;br /&gt;They are one of the oldest living creatures on earth dating back 354million years&lt;br /&gt;They give birth by egg capsules consisting approx. 40 eggs per capsule.&lt;br /&gt;They are one of the hardiest and most adaptable creatures on Earth&lt;br /&gt;I just saw one huge one in my house, and 2 baby ones in my Dad's car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's there to like about them? Why can't they look more like this Wii-Playing friendly creature here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-HMacbxoFI/AAAAAAAAAdc/U2yigK0Edns/s1600/wii_cockroach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-HMacbxoFI/AAAAAAAAAdc/U2yigK0Edns/s400/wii_cockroach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467876177285849170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is Hwang Mi Hee so good looking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-HMbUw2DKI/AAAAAAAAAds/K446CmCgvfw/s1600/908c9734.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-HMbUw2DKI/AAAAAAAAAds/K446CmCgvfw/s400/908c9734.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467876192406604962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why am I blogging at 4am when there's school later in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7882746878238574184?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7882746878238574184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7882746878238574184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/05/cockroaches-they-are-by-far-most.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S-HMazIeieI/AAAAAAAAAdk/MA-rGcsW9I8/s72-c/Cockroachcloseup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4467278258677186835</id><published>2010-04-30T16:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:38:02.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still remember the day I got my posting to Singapore Poly back in late 2007 (or early 2008) after graduating from secondary school. My close friends and I were talking about how quickly time whizzed by us. That's it, secondary school's over, we've completed 4 hard years to obtain our O'levels qualification, We've already reached the peak of our uniform days. Just like that, a significant phase of a Singaporean's life is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on to talk about moving on. We questioned ourselves about how we were going to get thru all 3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;painful&lt;/span&gt; years of this new environment known as "Poly". All the anticipation of 'not wearing a uniform to school anymore', and 'getting your own personal laptop' died out suddenly. Guess we really weren't ready for this transition yet. Indeed, the first day of poly was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd week of my final year just ended and things are slowly improving in class. Now here I am, looking back at how I doubted my abilities of getting thru these obstacles in a journey we call&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; life&lt;/span&gt;. I can very well see NS straight ahead, and working life too. Of course i'm worried, but I know I'm not going thru them alone. God's always with me and clearing the path for me to pass thru. Seriously, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whom then shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;br /&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him,&lt;br /&gt;and he will make your paths straight." - Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&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/19603895-4467278258677186835?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4467278258677186835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4467278258677186835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-still-remember-day-i-got-my-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6684070833410292046</id><published>2010-04-21T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T04:06:30.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's kinda mundane ever since the new semester began, but what's new? The three of us are very, if not totally detached from the new class, while everyone else seems to know each other. Feels like the very first day of poly all over again. Thank goodness L.J. and Leow are in this with me. haha. Miss my old class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say much for the family either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i miss my GBS too. We had so much fun before poly started back in 2008. Ben just posted a vid of us (well, actually only me dealing with the worst mouth ulcer i ever had) on FB during the 3-man chalet and it seriously brought back memories - The last of GBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you follow my blog diligently, you would've noticed similar posts about me missing various friends. But this time, i don't feel much loss. In fact, i just feel stoned, like as if i'm just going thru another day of my life. Guess i can't really be bothered by all these matters of affection anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like having an ice cold Erdinger now, mmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6684070833410292046?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6684070833410292046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6684070833410292046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/04/schools-kinda-mundane-ever-since-new.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8308102565578050878</id><published>2010-04-12T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:31:37.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My home has been under some major cleaning and renewing works lately, which means I tidy up my room after ages of torment and mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anyway, i move some furniture, open some cupboards, throw some stuff away, and along the way i happen to bump into various "artifacts" and "relics". Some are really funny, some are embarrassing. but there's this one Brother Bear notebook with all my secondary school homework reminders and memos, that got me reminiscing bout one period of my life, and it kinda made me sad. Oh, please don't mistake me for someone who misses secondary school work and schedules. What made me feel like that was a picture of a hand-drawn hello kitty and a few scribbles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8308102565578050878?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8308102565578050878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8308102565578050878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-home-has-been-under-some-major.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4878914113379416367</id><published>2010-04-02T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T01:29:22.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe i haven't posted in such a long time, it's just that i've been really blank, and life's just repeating itself day after day. Same thoughts, same feelings, same views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i was stoning and listening to some music on YouTube, when i realised how amazing songs are. Every song has a meaning behind it, however most reflect a common story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So what is my point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that, no matter how shitty, angry or whatever, there's always a song out there to remind you that you're not the only one facing the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously, look at me, i'm listening to Fly Robin Fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RM72iWami9M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RM72iWami9M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4878914113379416367?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4878914113379416367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4878914113379416367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cant-believe-i-havent-posted-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8490082171868306062</id><published>2010-03-24T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:09:46.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>true happiness is not found in finding a true lover or in striking the lottery... It's found in scoring for your tests and exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   - Kelvin Choo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8490082171868306062?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8490082171868306062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8490082171868306062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/03/true-happiness-is-not-found-in-finding.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1113621914235408219</id><published>2010-03-01T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:41:53.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S4vfrx6XXaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IIjzwKBJZLo/s1600-h/talkcocklogo2005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S4vfrx6XXaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IIjzwKBJZLo/s400/talkcocklogo2005.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443690517832883618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;CORRIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The proper and correct Singlish pronunciation of 'correct'; illustrates how Singlish can combine two related words, creating a new word with improved potency. Often used as a response when the truth is glaringly obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ahhhhh, nothing like a pinch of genius from the Lion City.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.talkingcock.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1113621914235408219?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1113621914235408219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1113621914235408219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/03/corright-proper-and-correct-singlish.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S4vfrx6XXaI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IIjzwKBJZLo/s72-c/talkcocklogo2005.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7865021931837546289</id><published>2010-02-22T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:13:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder whether i still go to church for the right reasons or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7865021931837546289?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7865021931837546289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7865021931837546289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-wonder-whether-i-still-go.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5886580862971593031</id><published>2010-02-20T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T16:47:55.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; EVER &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EAT&lt;/span&gt; THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ORH&lt;/span&gt; LUAH &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AT&lt;/span&gt; NEWTON &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CIRCUS&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5886580862971593031?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5886580862971593031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5886580862971593031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-ever-eat-orh-luah-at-newton-circus.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-3913324573375015660</id><published>2010-02-11T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:19:18.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently i received an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S3QQkbwgkfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/D8A44ezZal0/s1600-h/yhtgfd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S3QQkbwgkfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/D8A44ezZal0/s400/yhtgfd.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436988868255584754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought of 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What has this got to do with National Service.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                               Why am i subscribed to this news letter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S~ sorry i forgot how to photoshop already, and i kinda feel my mail should be kept confidential, so i took time off my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;#(%#$#$&lt;/span&gt; revision, and slowly censored all my other mail using Paint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-3913324573375015660?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3913324573375015660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3913324573375015660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/02/recently-i-received-email.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S3QQkbwgkfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/D8A44ezZal0/s72-c/yhtgfd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-461476766187831685</id><published>2010-02-01T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:52:00.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmSj7ZgVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ZROwTbmP_nM/s1600-h/The_Persistence_of_Memory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmSj7ZgVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ZROwTbmP_nM/s400/The_Persistence_of_Memory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283207025492306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The Persistence of Memory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salvador Dalí, 1931&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salvador_Dal%C3%AD" title="Salvador Dalí"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmSO8naEI/AAAAAAAAAck/ediVrBH2FxU/s1600-h/Starry_Night-Vincent_VanGogh%281152x864%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmSO8naEI/AAAAAAAAAck/ediVrBH2FxU/s400/Starry_Night-Vincent_VanGogh%281152x864%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283201393453122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Starry Night"&lt;br /&gt;Vincent van Gogh, 1889&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmRiK4tUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/InyR0KJD4jM/s1600-h/Dora_Maar_Au_Chat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmRiK4tUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/InyR0KJD4jM/s400/Dora_Maar_Au_Chat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283189373711682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dora Maar au Chat"&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Picasso, 1941&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmRe5ZKwI/AAAAAAAAAcU/2-djXirA8uc/s1600-h/da-vinci-leonardo-mona-lisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmRe5ZKwI/AAAAAAAAAcU/2-djXirA8uc/s400/da-vinci-leonardo-mona-lisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283188495035138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Mona Lisa (La Gioconda)"&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo da Vinci, 1503-1506&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmSxBTN7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/WY0PJd9M_Pg/s1600-h/Image0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmSxBTN7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/WY0PJd9M_Pg/s400/Image0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283210539906994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Side-Elevation View of Precast Spiral Stairs"&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin Choo, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-461476766187831685?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/461476766187831685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/461476766187831685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/02/persistence-of-memory-salvador-dal-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S2bmSj7ZgVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ZROwTbmP_nM/s72-c/The_Persistence_of_Memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-9221411143324900712</id><published>2010-02-01T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:25:33.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO TIRED OF SCHOOL AND STUDYING......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-9221411143324900712?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9221411143324900712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9221411143324900712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-tired-of-school-and-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7991045762206066595</id><published>2010-01-21T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:34:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was thinking to myself one day of how people judge so easily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"That guy is so ugly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"She is damn selfish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"He's such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just funny how some people dare to judge others when we're all imperfect. What is it that makes others so inferior to us? Judgment of others just shows how insecure a person is; constantly searching for flaws in an unsuspecting victim just to pull him down so that we can sound superior. Sometimes, we rally in a few friends to further magnify the victim's negative traits and we all have a good laugh about it. Funny right? How people find temporary happiness at the expense of others when they themselves are the sad ones who have no luck finding peace at heart. It's almost like, sweeping the dust under the carpet. Such sad people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what else is funny? How people treat this as a trend. The words "bitching" and "gossiping" both sound so... sophisticated don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we're all done "Tsk-ing" others after reading this, we all start to realise it pretty much sums up all our personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7991045762206066595?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7991045762206066595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7991045762206066595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-thinking-to-myself-one-day-of-how.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1006657157186151339</id><published>2010-01-18T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T01:12:15.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i kinda envy people with such perfect time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They manage to balance out studies and play, and somehow have enough of both..enough to score them perfect A-s and actually enjoying the time they get to screw ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when they grow up, they get richer and richer without much pain cuz they accept the amount of work they have to do (otherwise they wouldn't be doing it anymore) and they enjoy the play time they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, how is that even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel i've been a more boring blogger this year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1006657157186151339?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1006657157186151339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1006657157186151339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-kinda-envy-people-with-such.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4688937481890546457</id><published>2010-01-10T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:17:01.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok first blogpost of 2010! (10 days after new years day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so far so good i guess, but dont worry, i'm not gonna go on and on about my 2010 resolutions and whatnots. I'm gonna blog about sth that struck me in the middle of an ordinary conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at that bird! So cute!" was what i heard earlier today. and the first thing that struck my mind, was "oh, that sounded a little wrong" and that i started thinking about how the society of today so easily turns ordinary words into words that have alternative meanings. It's almost like stuffing hidden meanings inside words that meant nothing more than itself decades back (I sound so senior). So i've decided to share a few of these words by listing them down as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cock (Animal)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mat/Minah (Boy/Girl)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thambi (Brother)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bhai (Brother)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chick (Animal)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lame (Inability to walk)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Balls/Nuts (From Latin &lt;i&gt;testiculus&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Dont accuse me of being a racist or a sicko, but c'mon, i bet all of you know what i mean. I just feel such words give the people of today wrong ideas of anything and everything. Nonsense? Tell me if this sounds wrong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Pleasure of Sucking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the latest slogan for Chupa Chups' lollipops. Firstly, pleasure already gives an impression, and sucking needs no explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S0n9QwzHusI/AAAAAAAAAcI/7o8AtKqVESo/s1600-h/chupachups-tibs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S0n9QwzHusI/AAAAAAAAAcI/7o8AtKqVESo/s400/chupachups-tibs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425145690563525314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4688937481890546457?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4688937481890546457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4688937481890546457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok-first-blogpost-of-2010-10-days-after.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/S0n9QwzHusI/AAAAAAAAAcI/7o8AtKqVESo/s72-c/chupachups-tibs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5337759126993897550</id><published>2009-12-30T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:07:41.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was watching Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: The Movie earlier in the day on MioTV and man, did that movie bring back memories or what. I can still recall watching it in my kindergarten days with a VCR and adopting roles of different coloured rangers with my sis. I also remembered watching the movie with such enthusiasm when Ivan Ooze and the Megazord fought. Even phrases such as "you can run but you can't hide" are still frequently used by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i thought to myself, "gone are the days of fantasy belief".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we live in the real world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5337759126993897550?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5337759126993897550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5337759126993897550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-watching-mighty-morphin-power.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6953140645651039944</id><published>2009-12-29T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:33:05.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blessed belated Christmas to all you guys out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for the blogging hiatus, don't really have much to blog about these few days. hmmm, nvm, i'll blog again at the end of the year. Till then, happy new year in advance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6953140645651039944?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6953140645651039944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6953140645651039944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/12/blessed-belated-christmas-to-all-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1417305362714865887</id><published>2009-12-15T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T01:02:59.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes life can be a little unfair.&lt;br /&gt;An opportunity missed,&lt;br /&gt;An attempt at failure,&lt;br /&gt;A loss of a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is like a flower.&lt;br /&gt;It blooms when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;When it does, it's really pretty to look at.&lt;br /&gt;But when the flower dries up and drops from the plant,&lt;br /&gt;There is no more beauty&lt;br /&gt;but knowing you saw the flower before it withered,&lt;br /&gt;makes it a fond memory.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure that memory of the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to all those painfully scarred by the tragic deaths of our 2 beloved friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afiq and Syaffiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the duo themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace and may God's mercy be upon your souls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1417305362714865887?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1417305362714865887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1417305362714865887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-life-can-be-little-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7725912991705484140</id><published>2009-12-10T02:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T02:37:33.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I recall reading The Straits Times a few weeks back, and coming across this article in the Life! section. It was a report on the most annoying word, and similarly, it's also reported in several renowned news agencies around the world. True enough, the word is none other than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Whatever'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, who cannot agree less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when you're eating at a hawker centre, and a crazy beggar comes up to you asking for money to buy his cigarettes and beer, don't tell him to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;F off&lt;/span&gt;, tell him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Whatever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sx_uMg4dCUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/B9Eee8Hj-uQ/s1600-h/whatever-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sx_uMg4dCUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/B9Eee8Hj-uQ/s400/whatever-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413307175875184962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7725912991705484140?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7725912991705484140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7725912991705484140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-recall-reading-straits-times-few.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sx_uMg4dCUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/B9Eee8Hj-uQ/s72-c/whatever-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5598568743039350865</id><published>2009-12-04T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:35:59.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You're kidding&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;THE NEW AMERICAN GOSPEL IS COMING TO SINGAPORE?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5598568743039350865?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5598568743039350865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5598568743039350865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-whats-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-925018436212822902</id><published>2009-11-30T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:17:14.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SxPFuwBzrwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4mhUB8oJTeI/s1600/IMG_1197LivTyler3Crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SxPFuwBzrwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4mhUB8oJTeI/s400/IMG_1197LivTyler3Crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409884984359235330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SxPFul7c9_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/kP4V6gRgAB4/s1600/liv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SxPFul7c9_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/kP4V6gRgAB4/s400/liv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409884981648226290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Liv Tyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-925018436212822902?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/925018436212822902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/925018436212822902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-liv-tyler.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SxPFuwBzrwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4mhUB8oJTeI/s72-c/IMG_1197LivTyler3Crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7830615535692428707</id><published>2009-11-25T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:29:39.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you look at a person long enough, you realise that person doesn't really look like how he normally does. You start noticing his or her more subtle features, and most of the time, the person will look uglier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person i noticed this effect on was Former Prime Minister and Senior Minister Goh Chok Tong during one of his national day rallies. No offence to one of Singapore's more remarkable leaders, but it's just weird how someone changes appearance in your eyes so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Nothing to do, super bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, another random topic that's been in my mind for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm assuming most of you guys reading this have tried rock climbing before. So you're fastened to safety equipments and all, and can fall off the rock wall anytime you want, and you'll be assured of your safe landing. ok, so you're all the way up 3 quarters of the really tall wall, and your fingers are as numb as sponges, you can't move 'em anymore, you're only left with 2 choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay there, stranded, not doing anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Release your grip, land safely on the ground......but waste your effort trying, knowing that just a little bit more strength will bring you right to the top.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ever been in that situation? Well i have, and i'm sick of being stranded up there. Nope, not on the rock wall, but in a stagnant stage of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7830615535692428707?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7830615535692428707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7830615535692428707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-when-you-look-at-person-long.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7944952107844411095</id><published>2009-11-20T04:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T04:28:51.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bloody pissed right now. Particularly at Maxtor(the retarded portable hard drive brand) this is the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning up my room, when i found the install documents and cd and stuff for my portable hard drive(PHD), and so i decided i want to reinstall the software cuz i thought it may be useful now that i know how to utilise the software(i deleted it previously due to its complex programming). so i ran the CD, but it is practically useless.. so i went to their website to look for the software download for the PHD, and i found the link. i clicked on it, knowing that 20mins from now, i'll be a happy man. but WRONG.. they claimed that i have to email in to Maxtor's customer support and provide retarded dumb-ass information of my product, and then they'll send a password over, then i can access the download, and actually download it. i thought of it as a damn retarded method of getting their customers satisfied, but nevermind, i dont mind. so i registered, but f**k this sh*t, the website doesn't want me in... i tried logging in to the website, but they didn't recognise my account. so i tried changing my password, can leh, can access the database also leh, so i changed it. and retried logging in. CANNOT AGAIN... mind you, i tried 10 over times but all to no avail. so therefore, no password, which means no software download...i spent 2 whole f***king hours getting frustrated over some tech product which is getting negative feedback all over the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's f-ing 4.30am now and i have to wake up in 1 and a half hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-FML-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7944952107844411095?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7944952107844411095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7944952107844411095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-bloody-pissed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5564969923926767718</id><published>2009-11-16T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:51:56.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok it's 3.38am now, and i can't sleep. You see, this time isn't like any other time. Let's analyse the situation shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't take any afternoon naps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't drink coffee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't drink Brands-Essence of Chicken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't get caught up with any games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;SO WHAT IS KEEPING ME UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really frustrating when you try to sleep, but you can't. You lie on your bed, pondering about your day and life, and after 3 hours of stoning, you look back and realise you wasted 3 hours of your precious sleeping time staring at NOTHING, hoping to fall asleep anytime soon, when you could have revised one whole module or watch a movie you've always wanted to watch, but never had the time to. Now it's super late, and pretty much impossible to attain a sleepless day in school LATER on, and a high possibility of catching the flu bug with my weak immune system and sharing it with my classmates. Sleeping now becomes a choice: "If i sleep, i only sleep for 3 hours, might as well stay awake until morning" but you're already too damn sleepy and it's finally your time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's full of uncertainties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5564969923926767718?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5564969923926767718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5564969923926767718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-196460462148316969</id><published>2009-11-11T17:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:33:41.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-WARNING-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-LONG BLOGPOST AHEAD-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recounting back at how my life flew by the past 18 years made me really proud of where i am now. I know i'm not an RJC graduate or a child prodigy, but life isn't all about brain power or fortune - to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking one night and i started to question myself why i wasn't born like those kids, those with a fat wallet, nice cars, huge house, latest MP3 players, etc. i hated my life at the point of time. But i thought of how my family would spend time together on Sundays, go on picnics, joke around with each other, and it came to me that my family is what life is all about. I mean, yea, friends are great and all, but behind your every move, is your family supporting you or guiding you. Sure it sucks when they shout at you for playing too much computer games, but who does it benefit? money aside, you of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried thinking of how life would turn out if i were born Richie Rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many girlfriends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Latest Apple products&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Own car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frequent the most happening clubs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;then later i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always out with my girlfriend(s) who love(s) my expensive Audi TT more than me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parents forever playing golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sister forever doing her own things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends who are always by your side, waiting for a treat or recognition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Dont know bout you, but that doesn't really sound happy to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i'm not saying people who are wealthy can't live happy lives, it really depends on how you look at it, and as for me, spending the little money i have for a loved one has never been more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you find happiness in your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-196460462148316969?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/196460462148316969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/196460462148316969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know-bout-you-but-recounting.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6506557547222126507</id><published>2009-11-06T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:48:49.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously can't believe I'm spending my Friday evening at home when everyone on the face of the Earth knows that Friday is the most important and anticipated day of the week. However, at least I finally got the opportunity to listen and  appreciate John Mayer. Thank you iTunes shuffle function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think positive..Think positive..Think positive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erdinger..Erdinger..Erdinger..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6506557547222126507?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6506557547222126507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6506557547222126507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-seriously-cant-believe-im-spending-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-146751991953788104</id><published>2009-11-02T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:47:13.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's it. Screw the tag board. If it weren't virtual, there would probably be cob webs on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment on the posts if you wanna talk to me via my blog. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-146751991953788104?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/146751991953788104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/146751991953788104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/thats-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1875140130321198309</id><published>2009-11-01T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:39:18.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's seriously getting really boring. Like, before feeling this way, school is just every other day, i wake up and go to school without any emotions. Now there are negative emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So October is over, and November's in da house. Fast right? Every year i blog about a new year beginning, and now, 2009 is ending in 2 months time and we have no choice but to welcome in 2010. Oh well, i think i'll keep those thoughts till the end of the year when i'll look back and go on and on about the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been kinda stone. I worry about the same old things everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's for lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much have i gained (academically and weight-wise) today&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where to go after school today&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will classes end early today&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life seriously sucks nowadays&lt;/span&gt;. But guess what? Life will always suck as long as i keep on looking at the shitty side of it. Now let's see..... I have a stable, complete and happy family, i have a home, got great classmates, am born with all my limbs, normal height, wearing nice clothes etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life doesn't really suck anymore does it? Life's great (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1875140130321198309?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1875140130321198309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1875140130321198309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/11/schools-seriously-getting-really-boring_01.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8340766208212204164</id><published>2009-10-30T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:22:17.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, been dying to talk to you, but i never dared to.. Even when i finally gathered all my balls to do so, a new reason not to do so pops up. Which leads me to think, since it's been 5 years and no results, i'm giving up. not on you, but on generally everyone (for the mean time at least -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new hair is dedicated to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now since when did kvc_king become so emotional and sensitive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8340766208212204164?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8340766208212204164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8340766208212204164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh-been-dying-to-talk-to-you-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1845386636598427677</id><published>2009-10-21T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:32:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We all strive so hard to be who we aren't, when there's always the better option of being ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we see someone attractive in the streets or whatever, and we fall into a deep state of infatuation till we over react and think irrationally out of nervousness and excitement. All of which amounts to the transformation from our usual selves, to someone who is... next to perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may improve our chances in getting whatever we're after, but why can't we impress with our humble selves? Why do we need to be the Indiana Jones and the Mr and Mrs Smith in order to achieve our desires? Sometimes, we look at ourselves in the mirror and complain why we're born with negative features, then we start hating ourselves. But we've never come across the fact that we are our very own movie stars and the opportunity to appear in our very own film is always there for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should start being ourselves and stop conforming to society's standards and classifications......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i should walk the talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1845386636598427677?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1845386636598427677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1845386636598427677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-all-strive-so-hard-to-be-who-we.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-9161543665868875415</id><published>2009-10-17T14:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:52:01.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hip Hip Hurray! This post marks the 300th post of my blog, thanks to all who continue to read and tag on this blog. It has really been a pleasure knowing there actually are people who bother reading about stuff lingering in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, anyway, i just have one thing to say: The calling.......has finally been answered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/StlozhAJtII/AAAAAAAAAaA/vJWKbWZxTYU/s1600-h/9125_187029527575_841197575_3931163_1137350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/StlozhAJtII/AAAAAAAAAaA/vJWKbWZxTYU/s400/9125_187029527575_841197575_3931163_1137350_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393457262994502786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Check out the sparkle in my eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-9161543665868875415?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9161543665868875415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9161543665868875415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/10/hip-hip-hurray-this-post-marks-300th.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/StlozhAJtII/AAAAAAAAAaA/vJWKbWZxTYU/s72-c/9125_187029527575_841197575_3931163_1137350_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5177011480257071558</id><published>2009-10-12T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:12:23.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I totally missed this year's Oktoberfest.. I'm being optimistic, and i'm quite sure some restaurants are celebrating it till next weekend, so please, i need a companion.. Whatever happened to my german childhood friend, Raphael?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i have both good news, and bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news:&lt;br /&gt;My industrial attachment ends this Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news.........:&lt;br /&gt;School reopens right after that weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5177011480257071558?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5177011480257071558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5177011480257071558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/10/rugby-has-always-been-one-of-my-top.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6633518336117708722</id><published>2009-10-02T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:40:10.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Former Miss Singapore World, Ris Low has been in the spot light of infamy for quite awhile now. This has really got to stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things we can laugh at, and there are some we can't. Laughing at someone who has not only lost her crown, but all her dignity, reputation and rights as a human being, is definitely not okay. It's inhumane, childish and sadistic at this rate.. If you really have to laugh at the video, go ahead, but mocking her, JUDGING her and embarrassing her over and over again is too much. You can't simply judge someone based on one video interview. How is she going to face the public now? Is she going to step out of her house, and have everyone point fingers at her and laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think she's an embarrassment to our Singapore on the world stage, then look how much of a mess all of you have made of this matter. Foreigners will not only think of how childish Singaporeans are, but they will be afraid of standing out here in Singapore, fearing the criticism they might earn. I'm sure foreigners won't be the only ones scared, so how will this help Singaporean girls step up to participate in future beauty pageants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media is another big player in this saga. If you find this issue a good medium to get people to read your newspapers and watch your news, then i feel it's just mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should stop and let this matter rest and give Ris a break...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6633518336117708722?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6633518336117708722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6633518336117708722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/10/former-miss-singapore-world-ris-low-has.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1069124568873343850</id><published>2009-10-01T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:57:41.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me blog about my attachment. At first, everything went well. People were friendly, experience was gained. But nothing....nothing prepared me for what was to be assigned to me on the last day of my 3rd week at Surbana International Consultants... It was almost.. Secondary school all over again. Only WORSE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may not understand the extent of this disaster, Kelvin Choo Yue Shen is one of the very few (2 to be exact) students who diligently attend CLB (Chinese Language Syllabus "B") classes at Dunearn Secondary School every Tuesday during his secondary 3 &amp;amp; 4 days. Till now, his chinese hasn't improve and he scored a "Pass" in his CLB O'Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWY51HZDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aAZ0BPbaaSo/s1600-h/100109174517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWY51HZDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aAZ0BPbaaSo/s400/100109174517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387596408826586162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWYUsSGQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fMCd17IOIMw/s1600-h/092909114607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWYUsSGQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fMCd17IOIMw/s400/092909114607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387596398857427202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWX7jSs_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/rGrZX5OQ0EY/s1600-h/092909114544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWX7jSs_I/AAAAAAAAAZo/rGrZX5OQ0EY/s400/092909114544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387596392108831730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWXW6lusI/AAAAAAAAAZg/RZbFFR0FAsY/s1600-h/092909114435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWXW6lusI/AAAAAAAAAZg/RZbFFR0FAsY/s400/092909114435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387596382274435778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1069124568873343850?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1069124568873343850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1069124568873343850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-me-blog-about-my-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SsSWY51HZDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/aAZ0BPbaaSo/s72-c/100109174517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8096058593541326583</id><published>2009-09-20T14:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:55:51.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Work has been tiring. I reach home at 7pm, sleep at 10pm, and wake up at 6.30am everyday. And in the office, i spend my time doing this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383438584677177810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SrXQ3r3QmdI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pCiZilINwDk/s400/091509100238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Stapler)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Work sucks, but then again, the grass is always greener on the other side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, and i changed the tag board. The previous one damn lousy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8096058593541326583?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8096058593541326583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8096058593541326583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/09/work-has-been-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SrXQ3r3QmdI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pCiZilINwDk/s72-c/091509100238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8156250344375631508</id><published>2009-09-10T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:59:33.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel quite sad that once a burning flame of dreams and hopes in the prime of adolescence, is now nothing but a dull &lt;em&gt;rock&lt;/em&gt; stuck on the shore of a plain beach, being hit over and over again by passing waves. This is how i would describe dreams being crushed by &lt;em&gt;realities&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-Esteem issues? I prefer the term, "&lt;em&gt;Reality"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed how painful the truth is, and some out there still choose to bask in their little dreamland when time on earth is not forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i would like to send out my sincerest and deepest apologies for the blogging hiatus to those that read this blog. The reason being my internship (or otherwise known as Industrial Attachment) has begun, and that obviously means no time for internet. Maybe "no more interest" would be a more accurate choice of words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8156250344375631508?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8156250344375631508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8156250344375631508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-sincerest-and-deepest-apologies-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-882534459577986858</id><published>2009-08-31T22:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:36:00.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at Baybeats'09 last night at the Esplanade, and was waiting in the crowd for the much awaited Anberlin set (i know la, scene kid la). So i waited and waited till everyone was perspiring like idiots. When the M.C. finally came on stage to get the crowd roaring, i got quite excited, then instead of handing the mic over to Mr. Anberlin, she handed it to Utt. First thing that came out of his mouth was &lt;strong&gt;"ARE YOU F*CKING READY?!".&lt;/strong&gt; At the very moment after hearing that, I thought to myself, &lt;strong&gt;"Someone's gonna be in trouble...."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for Singapore being conservative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-882534459577986858?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/882534459577986858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/882534459577986858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-at-baybeats09-last-night-at.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-3726240575537757064</id><published>2009-08-25T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:24:38.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're really pissed and frustrated about your little unfortunate situation, please do everyone else a favour and control yourself and think before blurting out amateur vulgarities. Especially if that person is someone who is trying to help you out. Seriously, get your facts right before going around hurting others' feelings. You dont even know shit to judge whether the info is true or not. If you really think it's crap you're receiving from the person, just ignore him, dont have go all out and tell him off right? and for your information, your excuse for the harsh comment was a sad attempt in trying to redeem yourself for your stupidity at that moment of time. pffft.. all the best salvaging the remaining friends you have left, only to find out they hate you behind your back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-3726240575537757064?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3726240575537757064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3726240575537757064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-youre-really-pissed-and-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1060028471126125837</id><published>2009-08-23T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:23:26.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Horner: Tram caused Webber's gearbox failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Bull Racing have revealed that a freak set of circumstances may have been to blame for Mark Webber’s retirement from the Singapore Grand Prix. Webber was on-course to finish on the podium, however a mechanical failure – his first of the season – forced him to retire from the race on Lap 30.&lt;br /&gt;Webber’s car limped to the pits with a broken gearbox after it had tried to select two gears at the same time. Team principal Christian Horner explained to Autosport that a bizarre set of coincidences might have been the cause of the issue.&lt;br /&gt;“At Turn 13, the gearbox selected two gears at one,” Horner explained. “The moog valve controlling the gearshift had been triggered into changing to seventh while he was still in fifth yet after interrogating the software we can see that it at no time was allowing for this. We can see a momentary electrical surge at the precise moment which seems to have triggered the moog valve.&lt;br /&gt;“It was exactly what [Toro Rosso] suffered from with Bourdais in Friday practice at exactly the same place. A tram line runs beneath the track at that corner and it seems as if static from a passing tram at the very moment Mark was in the corner passed through the ground.” - Cited from &lt;a href="http://www.forumula1.net/2008/f1/f1-news/horner-tram-caused-webbers-gearbox-failure/"&gt;http://www.forumula1.net/2008/f1/f1-news/horner-tram-caused-webbers-gearbox-failure/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is quite old news, but seriously, if you can't drive, or if your car sucks, don't go looking for a scapegoat for your sorry loss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373149128224679058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SpFCqfkIJJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9HKLKZZCHc4/s400/markwebber_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1060028471126125837?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1060028471126125837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1060028471126125837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/horner-tram-caused-webbers-gearbox.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SpFCqfkIJJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9HKLKZZCHc4/s72-c/markwebber_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2796935092215199730</id><published>2009-08-21T06:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:16:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/So3K4Ai_AYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/deT0CsVDkOs/s1600-h/Picture+0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372172994091090306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/So3K4Ai_AYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/deT0CsVDkOs/s400/Picture+0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 0615hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;revising since 20 00hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stoner face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2796935092215199730?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2796935092215199730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2796935092215199730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/0615hours-revising-since-20-00hours.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/So3K4Ai_AYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/deT0CsVDkOs/s72-c/Picture+0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2429700513008386156</id><published>2009-08-20T00:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:12:23.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're having some trouble finding me a gift for my big 18th birthday, fret not, here are some ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rolls Royce Phantom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371720905914448082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowvtA2R-NI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/kJHzKkDE2AI/s400/0501lre_bare01z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;oops. i mean this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371720897476860530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowvshammnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Qp46fTMs3Ao/s400/0501lre_02z%2B2004_Rolls_Royce_Phantom%2BFront_View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel Kum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371721587305537442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowwUrOk36I/AAAAAAAAAY4/mLurmyLI7ew/s400/Rachel-Kum-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371720891444662450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowvsK8akLI/AAAAAAAAAYA/pq1f74UjXjU/s400/_ne30245%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SNSD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371721595836754258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowwVLAk6VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/XTxTriMzoik/s400/snsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;House by the vast ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371720881747331362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sowvrm0ZCSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4Aa7tmQDS5w/s400/0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lamborghini Galardo&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371721567517272306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowwThgr6PI/AAAAAAAAAYg/esigGbXYMCw/s400/lamborghini-gallardo-lp-560-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one a little rare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371721581586177938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowwUV6-X5I/AAAAAAAAAYw/-JSk7xbDNmI/s400/money-tree-704455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps this?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371721575032212466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowwT9gYy_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/Ry14UwgcpzY/s400/money-printing-machine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2429700513008386156?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2429700513008386156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2429700513008386156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-youre-having-some-trouble-finding-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SowvtA2R-NI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/kJHzKkDE2AI/s72-c/0501lre_bare01z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7975837530608888250</id><published>2009-08-18T03:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:45:06.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's this film i watched some time back. It's called Spirited Away. It's a Japanese anime film that made it big in US, japan and every where else on earth cuz it's just too good, so if you do not know the film, you've been living in the dark. Following are screen shots and pictures of the wonderful film: &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371018219033004834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SomwnQOdCyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/m4Iak0A2sFw/s400/yubabdgva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yubaba, the VERY unfriendly old witch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371018227264618114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Somwnu5BfoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/g3EH5y_FCGE/s400/yubaba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yubaba scolding the very pitiful Chihiro who's the main character&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371018242735975314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Somwoohrq5I/AAAAAAAAAXw/eEu-YO4WCTo/s400/yubaba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yubaba again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You're probably wondering why there are so many pictures of Yubaba and not enough of Chihiro and none of the handsome Prince Haku. Well, the reason is cuz i realised that my dearest lecturer looks exactly like her. Here's her picture. How? Look alike not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 98px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="130" alt="http://www.sp.edu.sg/schools/de/dpdfm/staff/lee_mf.jpg" src="http://www.sp.edu.sg/schools/de/dpdfm/staff/lee_mf.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371018232613899170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SomwoC0ZC6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/kaehI47S1Dw/s400/Lee_Mee_Fah.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mrs Lee Mee Fah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; B Sc (BE &amp;amp; QS) (Hons), M Sc (Bldg Maint Mgt), MSCI, MCIOB, NCO, RSO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Lets keep this blog post to ourselves okay. I dont wanna be sued. Thanks)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7975837530608888250?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7975837530608888250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7975837530608888250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-this-film-i-watched-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SomwnQOdCyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/m4Iak0A2sFw/s72-c/yubabdgva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8658452934380275788</id><published>2009-08-15T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:49:02.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything isn't going as expected in my life. It's sort of like, my social circle is crumbling down, piece by piece. I really don't know what people have been doing behind me, or what i've been doing wrong... So sick and tired of seeing my friends(or old friends) leave me or stab me in my back. Even my closer friends are starting to leave me to rot..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8658452934380275788?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8658452934380275788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8658452934380275788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-isnt-going-as-expected-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1453264250232014762</id><published>2009-08-11T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T02:02:18.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SoBc79Y-lhI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AyQ_qFAluQ8/s1600-h/singtel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368392940986996242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SoBc79Y-lhI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AyQ_qFAluQ8/s400/singtel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the chick from the Singtel ad. Damn cute please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SoBcuHk2W-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/HDlFa1oqh6A/s1600-h/singtel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368395397964832770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SoBfK-WJIAI/AAAAAAAAAXI/aceyUycm460/s400/_ne30563%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Rachel Kum (with a bald guy). She's Miss Singapore Universe'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368395377731874354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SoBfJy-OrjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jkU_1iChnqw/s400/_ne30146%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is her trying to pose for a candid shot (pathetic, but still hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368395666960569554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SoBfaobuVNI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/wrmEbN50w68/s400/_ne30245%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ignore her forced smiles, and she's the prettiest person on the face of the Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1453264250232014762?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1453264250232014762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1453264250232014762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-chick-from-singtel-ad.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SoBc79Y-lhI/AAAAAAAAAWw/AyQ_qFAluQ8/s72-c/singtel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6473446568711146939</id><published>2009-08-09T00:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:41:18.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 topics i would like to address in this blog post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friendship&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel people nowadays take the term "friendship" too casually. Phrases such as "You're really my best friend man" and "you're a real bro man" are being used too commonly. I admit i've made my fair share of mistakes, but at least i'm aware of it and i try to reduce the habit, some out there don't really think about it before saying it. Some, know it and use it as a means of getting what they want. How disgusting. The word 'best friend' should only be used for the minority few you meet in life that stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Country&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commonly heard is "Singapore gah-men damn money hungry". But do these people think twice before they say such things? It's really obvious schemes such as ERP and GST has its own purpose. ERP increases, Road tax decreases. C'mon, the gah-men has their means of getting cash, and why would they wanna make their people angry? People should start embracing and appreciating their government and country. I won't disagree that the government made very bad mistakes before, but bear in mind there's no perfect government out there. We should be thankful we didn't get Chee Soon Juan and Chiam See Tong. And whenever i think of how Singapore started out as a third world country to become one of the most, if not most successful nation in S.E.A, i always feel proud and patriotic about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a blogpost copied from &lt;a href="http://majullahsingapura.blogspot.com"&gt;http://majullahsingapura.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"One significant factor that contributes to your happiness is loving your country. If you dislike your country, think of migrating and see only faults in this and that everyday, how can you really be happy. Hopefully you can go to the country you want and it welcomes you and treats you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving your country doesn’t mean you like everything and have no complaints. No, you may still complain and find faults in many things. However, you also see the positive side of things you don’t like. You know that in certain things there is no permanent ideal solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still feel the stress in your life and in your job. But you are also grateful for the things that you have and you appreciate the love and help your family members and friends give you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may like to have gambling and prostitution banned altogether, but you know it cannot be done and you live with it. You understand that it is not possible for you to like every policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grass looks greener on the other side. But when you go to the other side, you realize that it is the grass in Singapore that is greener. Your home is Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, i wish all of you out there a very happy National Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and happy birthday to Yap Zhi Shen who today turns 18, while Singapore turns 44.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6473446568711146939?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6473446568711146939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6473446568711146939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-topics-i-would-like-to-address-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4650701749373237600</id><published>2009-08-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:51:15.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgosh, this is it.. the time i've been waiting for. i can't believe it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOOD TO STUDY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4650701749373237600?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4650701749373237600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4650701749373237600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/omgosh-this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2762664752709575970</id><published>2009-08-03T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:42:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For some reason, i'm currently listening to Josh Groban's Christmas album "Noel" and somehow, it has set my mind to Christmas mode. After this album, i'm gonna listen to Corrinne May's Christmas album "The Gift"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i can't frickin wait for Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2762664752709575970?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2762664752709575970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2762664752709575970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-some-reason-im-currently-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-9098247700355898713</id><published>2009-07-29T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:25:25.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got bored and decided to read through random blogposts on my blog archives. I then stumbled across one post dated October 5th '06:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"everyone changes, even if you held a reunion with the people you were close to, it wouldn't feel the same way it was the last time. so you know what i think? i think you all should treasure your time now and have good memories with the people you consider your buddies. when you grow older, you'll never see the buddy the way he/she is now ever again. think about it man."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Ben Heo&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;YK&lt;/strong&gt; for being my best 2 buddies for 5 and a half years running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason this blog post hit me soo hard, was cuz i went out with my dearest ben today, and we reminded ourselves of some good times we had back in those days.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363547638731951570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sm8mKP6AzdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xUbyMwr4mLk/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-9098247700355898713?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9098247700355898713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/9098247700355898713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-bored-and-decided-to-read-through.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sm8mKP6AzdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/xUbyMwr4mLk/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5894369898846115147</id><published>2009-07-28T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:31:00.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think now, i know how it feels like to be in debt. Not just any ordinary debt, a HEAVY debt.. Oh, and dont get the wrong idea, it's not a financial debt to banks or loan sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an "Assignment" debt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5894369898846115147?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5894369898846115147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5894369898846115147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-now-i-know-how-it-feels-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7576065451381174195</id><published>2009-07-28T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T02:48:29.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been worrying about my exams and tests coming up on the month of august, and i thought about the situation last year: the last paper fell on my birthday, so i thought, "oh, maybe that could happen again, and i can celebrate my 18th birthday and the end of exams together!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but further verification unveiled that instead of the last paper, the &lt;b&gt;2nd last paper&lt;/b&gt; was the one to fall on my big day... Which means there isn't exactly anything to celebrate about. How exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've been wondering - why is it that when the girls in SNSD dance, their knees dont dislocate and have their ligaments injured, and i get the same thing...just by jogging -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7576065451381174195?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7576065451381174195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7576065451381174195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-worrying-about-my-exams-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5806374488979192855</id><published>2009-07-26T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:02:47.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stayed over at my granny's place last night and boy was i brought back in time. Bathing there, eating there, watching tv there and simply stoning at the bench there really reminded me of the good old CNY days i used to enjoy back then. Activities such as bonfires, fire sparklers, afternoon naps at auntie's room, NGO HIANGS, disney films in the afternoons, and that bloody scary board game my cousin brought over which we all played in the dark were a must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really occasions like these that make you look back at your life, and wonder why people grow up so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stay over also taught me to treasure my granny more and make the best out of what's left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout you? &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Have you been treasuring your loved ones?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5806374488979192855?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5806374488979192855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5806374488979192855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/stayed-over-at-my-grannys-place-last.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4427149244010393985</id><published>2009-07-21T03:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T04:19:04.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are 2 types of dreams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistic dreams&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unrealistic dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, if you look at it from a wider perspective, it dont make any difference at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is whether you're willing to break your arm for something you've been longing for all your life or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, separates a generation of people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The successful&lt;/span&gt;... and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The dreamers&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4427149244010393985?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4427149244010393985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4427149244010393985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-are-2-types-of-dreams-realistic.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2402578048085501639</id><published>2009-07-19T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:51:10.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here i am&lt;/span&gt;, in the midst of this quiet and peaceful Sunday afternoon. My mum's sleeping, my dad's at work, and i just dont know what to do to kill time. Such a great weather to sleep and wake up just in time for dinner, but i'm sure you know by now, that i am a person that cannot take afternoon naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here i am&lt;/span&gt;, stoning my Sunday away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2402578048085501639?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2402578048085501639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2402578048085501639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-i-am-in-midst-of-this-quiet-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5248178282402784090</id><published>2009-07-18T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:18:09.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HATE BEING PRESSURED TO SLEEP EARLY CUZ OF RESPONSIBILITIES THE FOLLOWING MORNING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5248178282402784090?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5248178282402784090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5248178282402784090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-being-pressured-to-sleep-early.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-981843496743274345</id><published>2009-07-13T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:08:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kelvin Choo's guide to getting your bum to do work. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Free and Easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set MSN to "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;" status. (We all know we can never be at our desks without the computer turned on or without the MSN icon unclicked)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn on iTunes. (Duh? Should have already been turned on...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play some good musik to get your feet tappin' all night long (sets the mood too)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take out assignments (hardest part)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take out pencil box (second hardest part)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a deep long breath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHACK...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;When you're done, you'll be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, time for me to start on my work too. errrr, shit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-981843496743274345?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/981843496743274345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/981843496743274345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/kelvin-choos-guide-to-getting-your-bum.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-446704854705323917</id><published>2009-07-12T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:06:48.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CP20dF98vTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CP20dF98vTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the chorus of this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/05De2GHllPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/05De2GHllPQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listen to the verse of this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets see....Who copied who?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-446704854705323917?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/446704854705323917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/446704854705323917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-who-copied-who.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8502732869556892647</id><published>2009-07-12T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:02:27.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know i have this auntie who sends me E-mails from time to time to ask me how am i and how my family is doing. And recently she sent me this forwarded mail and i'ma just share sth i thought is quite meaningful (and essential for self-improvement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Four things you can't recover: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;The stone........after the throw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;The word........after it's said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;The occasion.......after it's missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;The time.........after it's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And indeed, time lost...is money lost (cuz time=money and vice versa).&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8502732869556892647?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8502732869556892647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8502732869556892647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-i-have-this-auntie-who-sends.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-4640069528881554625</id><published>2009-07-08T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:03:30.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, i'm currently officially bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a state where boredom and fatigue meets, this means.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to do anything, and too bored to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus......Stoner-Mode&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-4640069528881554625?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4640069528881554625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/4640069528881554625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-im-currently-officially-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1347390991653240471</id><published>2009-06-26T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T03:45:18.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i really wonder why i'm who i am, and why i behave the way i do. and why i can't be who i wanna be. Some people advise to be proud of who you are, but how proud can you be of your negative points? You walk around town, school or even church, and there's definitely someone else you'd rather be than yourself. So many other traits i wish i could be born with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps everyone feels the same way, and no one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it really depends on your perception of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1347390991653240471?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1347390991653240471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1347390991653240471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-i-really-wonder-why-im-who-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8032758937570336264</id><published>2009-06-26T00:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:41:10.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know last night while i was sleeping, i dreamt of sth (can't remember what exactly) and i happened to be crying in that dream. Then this morning i woke up, and i found out that i had hiccups (those that you get after crying) and i still have the hiccups right now while blogging - which is quite scary cuz it meant that i really did cry while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet i dreamt of frickin school re-opening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8032758937570336264?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8032758937570336264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8032758937570336264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-know-last-night-while-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2744326456719527174</id><published>2009-06-24T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:21:51.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit, there are assignments to complete by next week, and i dont have the mood to do it at all. Stupid retaining wall crap. Pissing the hell outta me. How i so wish the holidays could be extended due to the swine flu, just like Hong Kong. I mean, what's the SP online blackboard software for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're wondering how much work i've done so far...... I hope this answers your qn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SkHv42RC8fI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/lNd66s1FlRY/s1600-h/ygtf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SkHv42RC8fI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/lNd66s1FlRY/s320/ygtf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350821592211583474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, that's page one of an intended 30-slide ppt presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2744326456719527174?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2744326456719527174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2744326456719527174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/06/shit-there-are-assignments-to-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SkHv42RC8fI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/lNd66s1FlRY/s72-c/ygtf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2903983467227780736</id><published>2009-06-22T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:23:24.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, 2 weeks past so quickly. One moment i'm on the plane to brisbane, the next i'm back in SG blogging about the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know about you, but don't you find it scary, when you tend to waste time away just like it's no big deal, but when you look back, that second that just whizzed by your eyes will never be able to come back to life, and every single occasion, is one of its kind. The next thing you know, you're already old and frail, and looking death straight in its eyes, and thinking back at why you didn't make full use of your time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2903983467227780736?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2903983467227780736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2903983467227780736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/06/sigh-2-weeks-past-so-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1554674556704019840</id><published>2009-06-19T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:04:23.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dreamworld Theme Park is FRIGGIN AWESOME WITHOUT A DOUBT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, lying on the bed, still feeling everything spinning around me. What a fantastic feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1554674556704019840?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1554674556704019840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1554674556704019840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreamworld-theme-park-is-friggin.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2739093836891147344</id><published>2009-06-12T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:48:22.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;COLD LIKE SIAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2739093836891147344?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2739093836891147344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2739093836891147344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/06/cold-like-siao.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2427344555975346347</id><published>2009-06-03T16:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:03:07.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd paper down, 2 to go, and i've already used up 99.9% of my brain juice. I'm so frustrated about soo many things. Anticipation, Impatience, Hopelessness, Confinement and Mental Fatigue. I'm trying to blame it all on the lack of sleep i've been suffering from. Damned body clock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a close follower of my blog, you should probably remember my 2009 new year's resolution: get a new bass. Well, i'm really not in the mood to get one already. I just lost the stamina to continue saving up for it. Any amount of money is never enough... SAVE UNTIL PEKCHEK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2427344555975346347?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2427344555975346347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2427344555975346347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/06/3rd-paper-down-2-to-go-and-ive-already.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1487425812039419335</id><published>2009-05-31T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:54:18.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people study about financial markets in school. Some others study about human genes &amp;amp; chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I study about drains, telephones, air-cons, rubbish chutes, toilets and bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1487425812039419335?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1487425812039419335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1487425812039419335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-people-study-about-financial.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-6849819854789165064</id><published>2009-05-29T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:50:25.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sighh, term tests are next week, and i'm barely ready for it. So tired of trying to study what i don't understand. and right now i'm staring blankly into revision notes and practice papers... What i really need right now, are good grades to push my already screwed up grades up. How how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has already been a week, and absolutely nothing has happened. Dont think it even sparked anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no one wants to buy my stupid Korg pedal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad, bad week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-6849819854789165064?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6849819854789165064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/6849819854789165064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/05/sighh-term-tests-are-next-week-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8108367799777768188</id><published>2009-05-15T18:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:50:46.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, i know i havn't been blogging for quite awhile. Just didn't feel the urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway, while i was on my way home today, i observed something. Something...funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sg0-KRDjgRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/W9l1jBLBbOw/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sg0-KRDjgRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/W9l1jBLBbOw/s320/Image095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335989479601832210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever noticed these sort of posters at MRT stations and bus stations? You dont really pay attention to them do you? Well, i do, and this one is really worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sg0-KVnsEHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/rWfa3uOnotM/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sg0-KVnsEHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/rWfa3uOnotM/s320/Image096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335989480827129970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess his current whereabouts, are a "Mistri"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8108367799777768188?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8108367799777768188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8108367799777768188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/05/alright-i-know-i-havnt-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/Sg0-KRDjgRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/W9l1jBLBbOw/s72-c/Image095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8871775786227629318</id><published>2009-05-08T00:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:41:46.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Selling a KORG ToneWorks AX3G Multi effects pedal! $100 bucks only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing in an original A.C. adapter so you wont have constantly spend on batteries to get this baby growling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes in original packaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No defects whatsoever, just wanna sell it to fund my bass (and holiday expenses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available for testing at my place anytime you and i are free (only applicable to people i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, tag, sms, msn, FB, call, snail mail, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are taken with some dumbass 3MP camera phone, so my apologies. Will post up better photos once i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMMCMgkifI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BJn7t9V8z3o/s1600-h/050809001304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMMCMgkifI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BJn7t9V8z3o/s320/050809001304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333119615593908722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMMCYmmhDI/AAAAAAAAAUI/7VyoFbN-4Po/s1600-h/050809001324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMMCYmmhDI/AAAAAAAAAUI/7VyoFbN-4Po/s320/050809001324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333119618840429618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMMCklb7rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/7NR23dWfAL4/s1600-h/050809001340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMMoAqT7cI/AAAAAAAAAVI/XvLjML-KamY/s320/050809001720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333120265248566722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMNbygQbkI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/3wT9T1V_Jlk/s1600-h/050809001736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMNbygQbkI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/3wT9T1V_Jlk/s320/050809001736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121154801495618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMNbwmc4oI/AAAAAAAAAVY/4dQGHaaxHXA/s1600-h/050809001906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMNbwmc4oI/AAAAAAAAAVY/4dQGHaaxHXA/s320/050809001906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121154290606722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8871775786227629318?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8871775786227629318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8871775786227629318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/05/selling-korg-toneworks-ax3g-multi.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SgMMCMgkifI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BJn7t9V8z3o/s72-c/050809001304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-2071854328368756175</id><published>2009-04-29T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:25:26.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SfhhXBpAlaI/AAAAAAAAATw/8TF9FzPDiCI/s1600-h/DSC05594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SfhhXBpAlaI/AAAAAAAAATw/8TF9FzPDiCI/s320/DSC05594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330117207198307746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SfhhiUMEVzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M6jjGyEYEK8/s1600-h/jaycutler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SfhhiUMEVzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M6jjGyEYEK8/s320/jaycutler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330117401155753778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-2071854328368756175?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2071854328368756175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/2071854328368756175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/before-after.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SfhhXBpAlaI/AAAAAAAAATw/8TF9FzPDiCI/s72-c/DSC05594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7962053801119510536</id><published>2009-04-21T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:16:59.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 1.12am, there's school later at 9am, there's training later after school... and i just woke up from a 7hr nap. I'm so screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO AVOID AFTERNOON NAPS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7962053801119510536?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7962053801119510536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7962053801119510536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8578442928498756707</id><published>2009-04-18T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T02:01:33.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i guess the past week is sadly also the last week of my idle, stone, mundane, lazy holidays - which is of course a bad thing, cuz stoning at home without worries is definitely much better than school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole of today as an otter. Really. It earned me 80bucks. And in the midst of all that otter time, i've learnt and understood a few things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why adults love children so much (Damn cute la omgosh...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How it feels like being on the verge of fainting &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How Will Ferrell felt whilst in that wizard costume (Blades Of Glory)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicks dig furry creatures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicks dig me more as an otter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So do children&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SejDy7bBf3I/AAAAAAAAATo/mTkqJ6E-f_E/s1600-h/oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SejDy7bBf3I/AAAAAAAAATo/mTkqJ6E-f_E/s320/oscar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325721839077523314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And how can i end this post without mentioning that cute braces-wearing co-worker of mine?! Pity i didn't even dare talk to her -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8578442928498756707?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8578442928498756707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8578442928498756707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-guess-past-week-is-sadly-also-last.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_snzBXFr0GZE/SejDy7bBf3I/AAAAAAAAATo/mTkqJ6E-f_E/s72-c/oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8915250070191241151</id><published>2009-04-12T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:15:20.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHIBBY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8915250070191241151?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8915250070191241151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8915250070191241151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/shibby.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-1487863783247283286</id><published>2009-04-08T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:52:08.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from Thailand and i tried something for the first time: Thai massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: It hurt like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents enjoyed it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only enjoyed ESPN and StarMovies in the hotel room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-1487863783247283286?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1487863783247283286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/1487863783247283286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-got-back-from-thailand-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7024426400962510837</id><published>2009-04-04T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T06:24:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choose one of the following, and death is not an option:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Pimples&lt;/span&gt;..........or..........&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sleeping Early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the answer is obvious. Just look at what time i published this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7024426400962510837?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7024426400962510837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7024426400962510837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/choose-one-of-following-and-death-is.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-7147241692940833228</id><published>2009-04-03T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:47:31.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;M.C.S!! 我爱你!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-7147241692940833228?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7147241692940833228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/7147241692940833228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/m.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-3363853700995806184</id><published>2009-04-02T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:43:46.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa, it has seriously been a long time since i listened to "T" section of my iTunes library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's time to decide on a general elective module (GEMs) for school again, and trust me, it's hard to decide. We sure wouldn't want a repeat of last semester would we? (Unravelling the Secret of Life) So ya, i guess it'll be a long night tonight again. Three cheers for music, solitaire and minesweeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hoorah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, thank goodness for iTunes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-3363853700995806184?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3363853700995806184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/3363853700995806184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/04/whoa-it-has-seriously-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-5853265300289999611</id><published>2009-03-30T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:28:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GEn9QkLAbC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GEn9QkLAbC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-5853265300289999611?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5853265300289999611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/5853265300289999611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603895.post-8736512895603332256</id><published>2009-03-29T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:36:17.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was Earth Hour a few hours back, and yea, my family did do their part in turning off the lights- at least for half an hour before they realised the neighbours aren't participating. The lights in my room were turned off for the whole hour, so hooray, i'm earth friendly. The air-con was turned on though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping in my parent's room these past few days cuz the tv is in my parent's room, which means i've been staying up watching channel5 and other free channels (why dont i have cable tv) on earphones while they're asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's kinda mundane nowadays cuz i hardly leave home. Furthermore, i've observed my reduction in the interest to use the comp(which is good). So what do i do in my free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19603895-8736512895603332256?l=every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8736512895603332256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19603895/posts/default/8736512895603332256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://every-villain-is-lemons.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-earth-hour-few-hours-back-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
