<?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-34809607</id><updated>2012-02-07T10:33:07.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stranger .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yc.</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>291</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-5488440865924586327</id><published>2012-02-07T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T10:33:07.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;That night I dreamt of you, one in a long while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;In that dream you weigh 52kg and you lay beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;somehow all along i knew it was a dream and surprisingly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I forced myself up.&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/34809607-5488440865924586327?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5488440865924586327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5488440865924586327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2012/02/whats-yours.html' title='what&apos;s yours.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5995813518546461944</id><published>2011-09-26T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:09:28.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twins?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;last night i dreamt of&amp;nbsp; you, or rather, you(s) because in that dream you had a twin who looks exactly like you. totally ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;but maybe your psychology teacher taught you that deleting us from your lives is better, for you. hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and recently i am developing this phobia of strangers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and if they touch me on the streets i run my skin till its red&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc;"&gt;image from tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaxjWkLpN4s/Tn_6r7ZaXDI/AAAAAAAABmo/ELOxGnnFXKw/s1600/tumblr_lm8cpbr38h1qdas58o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaxjWkLpN4s/Tn_6r7ZaXDI/AAAAAAAABmo/ELOxGnnFXKw/s320/tumblr_lm8cpbr38h1qdas58o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5995813518546461944?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5995813518546461944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5995813518546461944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/09/twins.html' title='twins?!'/><author><name>yc.</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/-aaxjWkLpN4s/Tn_6r7ZaXDI/AAAAAAAABmo/ELOxGnnFXKw/s72-c/tumblr_lm8cpbr38h1qdas58o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-3949925348716938177</id><published>2011-08-08T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T17:32:39.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small stomach, bigger boobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;i've been exercising more. yeay! but eating... twice as much. boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;but i've got food cravings all the time and my stomach is a bottomless pit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;my tummy and thighs feels tighter yeay! my weight still hasn't gone down one bit. boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;i &lt;b&gt;want to&lt;/b&gt; be skinny. i &lt;b&gt;need to&lt;/b&gt; be skinny. i &lt;b&gt;have to&lt;/b&gt; be skinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;plus, my boobs might look bigger if my stomach is smaller! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21Ub9LQqOuI/Tj-s2SCJERI/AAAAAAAABmk/H-rHgKSGstM/s1600/tumblr_lmokk7Wa7q1qlnuuqo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21Ub9LQqOuI/Tj-s2SCJERI/AAAAAAAABmk/H-rHgKSGstM/s640/tumblr_lmokk7Wa7q1qlnuuqo1_500.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3949925348716938177?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3949925348716938177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3949925348716938177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/08/small-stomach-bigger-boobs.html' title='small stomach, bigger boobs'/><author><name>yc.</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/-21Ub9LQqOuI/Tj-s2SCJERI/AAAAAAAABmk/H-rHgKSGstM/s72-c/tumblr_lmokk7Wa7q1qlnuuqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-3996398932512269642</id><published>2011-07-25T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:05:36.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much, not enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;eating too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;not skinny enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;not pretty enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;eating too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;not skinny enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;not pretty enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;eating too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;not skinny enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;not pretty enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3996398932512269642?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3996398932512269642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3996398932512269642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-much-not-enough.html' title='too much, not enough.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-8674653128750872059</id><published>2011-07-20T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:45:15.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i want to be skinny.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;skinny like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2H542lsHFM/TibbU1tqnSI/AAAAAAAABmg/sL94O5dKfT4/s1600/tumblr_ln46cz6pEE1qc640no1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2H542lsHFM/TibbU1tqnSI/AAAAAAAABmg/sL94O5dKfT4/s320/tumblr_ln46cz6pEE1qc640no1_250.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;skinnier than this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;and the motivation is all wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;but i don't care cos its an addiction.&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/34809607-8674653128750872059?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8674653128750872059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8674653128750872059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-to-be-skinny.html' title=''/><author><name>yc.</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/-c2H542lsHFM/TibbU1tqnSI/AAAAAAAABmg/sL94O5dKfT4/s72-c/tumblr_ln46cz6pEE1qc640no1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-272938869401385916</id><published>2011-06-20T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T09:30:10.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;But right now i am this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;how?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt; =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;fat unicorn by zillabean @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WFlkafyxr2Y/Tf6h78Sx1mI/AAAAAAAABmc/MNwm_IIXH3E/s320/49070d628ac96b5acb08dbf65cff04b1-d301kg8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-272938869401385916?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/272938869401385916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/272938869401385916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/06/but-right-now-i-am-this.html' title=''/><author><name>yc.</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/-WFlkafyxr2Y/Tf6h78Sx1mI/AAAAAAAABmc/MNwm_IIXH3E/s72-c/49070d628ac96b5acb08dbf65cff04b1-d301kg8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-7709263860499115561</id><published>2011-06-08T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T23:37:28.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;tonight I missed you and so I replaced you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-7709263860499115561?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7709263860499115561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7709263860499115561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/06/tonight-i-missed-you-and-so-i-replaced.html' title=''/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5070068249316682971</id><published>2011-06-05T12:53:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:37:43.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: silver; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;people they come and go. some stands by and some just, circling. but some crawls in unknowingly, some barge in. they leave a void- narrow and deep..., wide and shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you try to fill it. either with time because nothing replaces them. by cramming up your schedule and working, craziness and drinking, baking and sleeping, pain and bleeding. then some has the advantage of just simply using others, giving love in disguise of anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you succeed, sometimes you just can't. leaving holes, some bigger than the others, some black and darkened, some just a forgotten emptiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9966; font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone can brighten up a room; some do it by walking in, others by walking out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600; font-style: italic;"&gt;-quoted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;so do you know yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pcqXlyQx97o/Tesco6Z2aOI/AAAAAAAABls/TqMsthzDOHg/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEZcOx5Pt_k/Tesbwm3B7cI/AAAAAAAABlk/IEnhnu6-h1M/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614611882326486466" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEZcOx5Pt_k/Tesbwm3B7cI/AAAAAAAABlk/IEnhnu6-h1M/s320/1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 199px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5070068249316682971?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5070068249316682971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5070068249316682971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/06/empty-as-such.html' title=''/><author><name>yc.</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/-BEZcOx5Pt_k/Tesbwm3B7cI/AAAAAAAABlk/IEnhnu6-h1M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-9041094377471169900</id><published>2011-06-03T17:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:37:57.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #663366; font-style: italic;"&gt;all the love in the world's not enough for me cos all i need now is &lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;HAH HAH HAH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-9041094377471169900?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/9041094377471169900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/9041094377471169900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-love-in-world-is-not-enough-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1617975195861022400</id><published>2011-05-30T12:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:38:04.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;baby, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;"&gt;wait for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 78%; font-style: italic;"&gt;images from tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B_Wwq2HyK4k/TeMfl6oUgdI/AAAAAAAABkQ/cPeUpN32yS8/s1600/tumblr_ljqy22JsOM1qgiu1yo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612364296887763410" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B_Wwq2HyK4k/TeMfl6oUgdI/AAAAAAAABkQ/cPeUpN32yS8/s400/tumblr_ljqy22JsOM1qgiu1yo1_500.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHohtgFdSiY/TeNXOZJ65FI/AAAAAAAABkY/VEkBSRkJoTE/s1600/tumblr_llhbm3Z7ut1qdc0wyo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612425465416049746" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHohtgFdSiY/TeNXOZJ65FI/AAAAAAAABkY/VEkBSRkJoTE/s400/tumblr_llhbm3Z7ut1qdc0wyo1_500.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1617975195861022400?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1617975195861022400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1617975195861022400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/05/wait-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yc.</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/-B_Wwq2HyK4k/TeMfl6oUgdI/AAAAAAAABkQ/cPeUpN32yS8/s72-c/tumblr_ljqy22JsOM1qgiu1yo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-2597098886787761834</id><published>2011-05-29T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:38:13.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;hello &lt;/span&gt;Mr.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;suck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-2597098886787761834?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2597098886787761834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2597098886787761834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/05/mra.html' title=''/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-8389928455681069410</id><published>2011-05-23T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T16:47:20.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirt. gunpowder. poison.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;dirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gun powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but sorry, because i'm selfish and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-8389928455681069410?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8389928455681069410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8389928455681069410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/05/dirt-gunpowder-poison.html' title='dirt. gunpowder. poison.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1814642717672275250</id><published>2011-05-10T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T17:55:52.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange this way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;life's strange this way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;well, probably every way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but i love it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cos, what if its good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1814642717672275250?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1814642717672275250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1814642717672275250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/05/strange-this-way.html' title='strange this way.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5480092016681333576</id><published>2011-03-11T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:38:27.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautified again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;my mind has it all beautified, again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;my bad habit, and i can't really say its bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5480092016681333576?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5480092016681333576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5480092016681333576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/03/beautified-again.html' title='beautified again.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5268810775684921593</id><published>2011-02-18T13:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:05:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love exams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;stressed stressed stressed up. finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;love exams. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;home is shit. Lecturer's notes are bullshit. circle of friends refreshing itself.&lt;br /&gt;and you are still inconsistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;looking forward to exam week. to a new working environment. to my hk trip.&lt;br /&gt;can't decide yet, but i think September/Jan too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;image by Nonnetta @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c-H9F0ScRdk/TV4LqkMO4oI/AAAAAAAABkA/PHxfisTiq8E/s1600/Real%2Blife%2Bis%2Boverrated%2Bby%2BNonnetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c-H9F0ScRdk/TV4LqkMO4oI/AAAAAAAABkA/PHxfisTiq8E/s320/Real%2Blife%2Bis%2Boverrated%2Bby%2BNonnetta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574906214628647554" 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/34809607-5268810775684921593?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5268810775684921593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5268810775684921593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-exams.html' title='love exams.'/><author><name>yc.</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/-c-H9F0ScRdk/TV4LqkMO4oI/AAAAAAAABkA/PHxfisTiq8E/s72-c/Real%2Blife%2Bis%2Boverrated%2Bby%2BNonnetta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-1735356754591490430</id><published>2011-01-14T17:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:37:33.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;super long since i last blogged. been really busy with school, friends, and work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;this post gonna be quite typical i guess, since its the start of a new year, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;can't really remember what has happened the past year, as usual. i'd only remember things when something reminds me of it, with some exceptions of course. oh yes, i made awesome friends and school has never been better. and its really rare for me to like school you know? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAYT-SREgI/AAAAAAAABjI/RO_eg7NADIU/s1600/PB051714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAYT-SREgI/AAAAAAAABjI/RO_eg7NADIU/s320/PB051714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561972271218758146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAYT2H3dHI/AAAAAAAABjQ/_n1TqCvG1ec/s1600/DSC00394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAYT2H3dHI/AAAAAAAABjQ/_n1TqCvG1ec/s320/DSC00394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561972269027652722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;with my love, sam and secret lover Nanuk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAYUIXwa5I/AAAAAAAABjY/ztkiRSuzrKA/s1600/me%2526sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAYUIXwa5I/AAAAAAAABjY/ztkiRSuzrKA/s320/me%2526sam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561972273926138770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;met up with an super old, well... friend. 4 years i guess. can't figure if its good or bad, before, during, and immediately after. but now i guess it good. things does feel a little better and i am starting to get myself accept that everything's just a delusion on my part hah. either that, or he's just changed cos at some point, i was actually quite turned off. LOL. right. time to let go anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;home, still the same. i must be damn awesome to have not gone crazy yet. my dear hammies and squishies on the bed does make everything 1000 times better all the time. mummy and her feedings too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAbD4SZSiI/AAAAAAAABjg/tx12W-0NrG4/s1600/P250710_17.08%255B01%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAbD4SZSiI/AAAAAAAABjg/tx12W-0NrG4/s320/P250710_17.08%255B01%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561975293265660450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and you, you're still here... all the time i wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAbfcDk6ZI/AAAAAAAABjo/di5r_GvtJZc/s1600/11-01-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAbfcDk6ZI/AAAAAAAABjo/di5r_GvtJZc/s320/11-01-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561975766723651986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1735356754591490430?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1735356754591490430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1735356754591490430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2011/01/transition.html' title='transition.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TTAYT-SREgI/AAAAAAAABjI/RO_eg7NADIU/s72-c/PB051714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-8086230945539549299</id><published>2010-12-11T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T13:24:24.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;we talk all day, about everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;but we failed to communicate, that's our problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-8086230945539549299?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8086230945539549299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8086230945539549299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/12/empty-hearts.html' title='empty hearts.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-8010794552913322816</id><published>2010-12-07T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:46:47.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a hug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i wished and wish everybody weren't that sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;image from tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TP27riGS68I/AAAAAAAABi8/3AX8bubaFkE/s1600/tumblr_l4x828UArE1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TP27riGS68I/AAAAAAAABi8/3AX8bubaFkE/s320/tumblr_l4x828UArE1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547796672552299458" 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/34809607-8010794552913322816?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8010794552913322816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8010794552913322816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/12/hug.html' title='a hug.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TP27riGS68I/AAAAAAAABi8/3AX8bubaFkE/s72-c/tumblr_l4x828UArE1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-8531544685589468663</id><published>2010-12-05T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:48:50.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bubble's always pretty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;when you need help, and no one comes to mind. cos you tried but no once seems to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when people don't give you a helping hand, either because they just can't be bothered, they can't, they don't know how, or felt like they were the last resort.&lt;/span&gt; no one tries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and everytime i thought i'd move on, i feel myself going back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok cos we all know that even with this 3-steps-front-2-steps-back thing, we'd still reach the final point. that things would eventually blur out, where everything becomes just a tiny bubble at the back of your head, a bubble that would never pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;and a bubble's always pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-8531544685589468663?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8531544685589468663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8531544685589468663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/12/bubbles-always-pretty.html' title='a bubble&apos;s always pretty.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1151109981318160947</id><published>2010-11-19T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:47:58.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;hates waiting. anyway, school's getting real pointless now except for the people there cos i love them to bits! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;go to school. skip class. slack. all the super interesting conversations over breakfast/lunch. plain awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1151109981318160947?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1151109981318160947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1151109981318160947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-love.html' title='school love.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-4021831792956427113</id><published>2010-11-17T14:04:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T14:15:54.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e brown furry monster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;today i finally walked away during breakfast. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't stay here anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;stayed out for a few hours by myself. but even at times like these i've got no one in mind, though some flashed and go. because i know i won't say anything and they won't do anything. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;like you're drowning, struggling, but not stretching out your hands, while people just stand and watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i've had dreams like this since young; me being chased around by some weird looking creature and my mum and all just sat there, watching. i remember it was a brown monster, very stupid looking and furry. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;image by sugarock99 @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TONyDt6ZYxI/AAAAAAAABio/VUAxHXHVNps/s1600/calm_down_by_sugarock99-d1ncc5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TONyDt6ZYxI/AAAAAAAABio/VUAxHXHVNps/s320/calm_down_by_sugarock99-d1ncc5f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540397374785544978" 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/34809607-4021831792956427113?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4021831792956427113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4021831792956427113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-brown-furry-monster.html' title='e brown furry monster.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TONyDt6ZYxI/AAAAAAAABio/VUAxHXHVNps/s72-c/calm_down_by_sugarock99-d1ncc5f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-6500330716885091167</id><published>2010-11-15T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:27:35.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>propertyguru.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i don't know why, but i'm actually looking at room for rents on property guru.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAH.&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/34809607-6500330716885091167?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6500330716885091167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6500330716885091167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/propertyguru.html' title='propertyguru.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3013236467744171749</id><published>2010-11-14T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T14:45:28.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>48s... what?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i am feeling very sad cause i've gained so much weight since my brother's back from taiwan. i swear he must be deprived of any food other than taiwanese food while on his business trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hah. but i guess it's all in the genes. mummy loves trying everything and would order more than what we can eat. she'll then have a bite or two from everything, before leaving all the rest for us. my brother loves ordering lots, afraid that we won't have enough. and me, i'd eat everything on the table because i dun like to see them go wasted and, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE FOOD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm like 48s again... i'm super sad i am officially suffering from a body dysmorphic disorder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;hates being second best. the back-up, for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3013236467744171749?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3013236467744171749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3013236467744171749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/48s-what.html' title='48s... what?!'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3831481721431084074</id><published>2010-11-13T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T00:58:07.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tatt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;super tempted to get a tattoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;to have something that feels permanent, or maybe its the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there must be something really wrong with me and i wished i didn't have to involve anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3831481721431084074?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3831481721431084074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3831481721431084074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/tatt.html' title='tatt.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-6178426313920021595</id><published>2010-11-07T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:33:49.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walnut cake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;gonna visit my aunt and baking my awesome walnut cake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-6178426313920021595?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6178426313920021595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6178426313920021595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/walnut-cake.html' title='walnut cake.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-4935780531200197050</id><published>2010-11-03T17:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:02:54.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>triple me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;before i dye my hair again, and before i grow any fatter, i decided that i should post up some updated pictures of me. here sometime in August, can't remember why i took this though, cos i was too early for school? gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TNEtkRqssRI/AAAAAAAABh0/F8zlhsa6jnk/s1600/10-08-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TNEtkRqssRI/AAAAAAAABh0/F8zlhsa6jnk/s320/10-08-31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535255518256083218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TNEtV8OeLDI/AAAAAAAABhk/BuDWHONS-k8/s1600/10-08-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;there in the current display when i just had my fringe trimmed in september. can't help but to feel like i've aged 10 years. eugene said its ever since i started all the random night jobs. could be all the weight i've lost too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sigh... =( no more kiddish, cute smiley eyes...&lt;br /&gt;but why, chubby cheeks, why are you still with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TNEtWI_fogI/AAAAAAAABhs/ZUoa2-swFKU/s1600/10-09-09+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;thus, i have decided to make myself look even older by losing more weight. can't imagine i once weighed 5_kg, super fat ass, with double chin swinging,tummy wobbling and all. 5 more to go (hopefully). ok at least 3? but i've been eating too much my i've gained 1 recently hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TNEx2FBYlxI/AAAAAAAABig/TdBjoGmZ5qs/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TNEx2FBYlxI/AAAAAAAABig/TdBjoGmZ5qs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535260222145730322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;time to exercise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ending the post with my favorite halloween polaroid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-4935780531200197050?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4935780531200197050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4935780531200197050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/double-me.html' title='triple me.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TNEtkRqssRI/AAAAAAAABh0/F8zlhsa6jnk/s72-c/10-08-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-7751462383488644285</id><published>2010-11-02T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:39:30.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish upon the moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i hope the world's happy to see me turn crazy, so much more day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;no, no one's doing anything. and you, sometimes you just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-7751462383488644285?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7751462383488644285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7751462383488644285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/11/wish-upon-moon.html' title='wish upon the moon.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-8929348306846993629</id><published>2010-10-31T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:51:35.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;if this is what home is, i would just need a place to stay in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;if this is what you call family, then i don't need one, just a speechless pet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ZEN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;excuse me, but i need to practice some zen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-8929348306846993629?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8929348306846993629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8929348306846993629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/10/zen.html' title='Zen.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5653045222489576537</id><published>2010-10-21T14:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:06:03.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>serenity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm feeling a little too calm about things recently. exams' 4 days away and i'm still watching tv, surfing the net and all. totally oblivious to all the insults cos people are just stupid. we are all flawed, so just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; shut up&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm so gonna indulge in yummy food and i think i deserve some self pampering end of next week. been working too much, studying uhm... harder, controlling my temper and all. i'm gonna save all my birthday ang baos cos i requested not to have presents nor any form of celebrations this year, except for a super sweet breakfast! though i'd really want a couple of things such as a standing mixer and a holiday by an awesome beach. but guess the best present i can receive this year would be good grades, since exams fall on that specific week hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i'm so gonna spend my pay though! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;gonna do my hair; buy new clothes, bags, shoes!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5653045222489576537?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5653045222489576537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5653045222489576537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/10/serenity.html' title='serenity.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1199048293712497563</id><published>2010-10-18T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T14:25:56.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vicious cycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;getting super darn fat cos its exam period which means i'd be snacking the whole day nonstop and still falling asleep after every snack which is supposed to keep me awake from dozing off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;gained 1kg in a week i'm seeing 48 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; its a vicious cycle i tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;v-i-c-i-o-u-s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1199048293712497563?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1199048293712497563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1199048293712497563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/10/vicious-cycle.html' title='vicious cycle'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-2128590837753526714</id><published>2010-10-10T16:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:14:12.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 awesomes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;tell me i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; cos i actually worked for 6 full days straight i can actually feel and see my feet, knees, and thighs swelling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TLF6ONDiY_I/AAAAAAAABgU/0cQ0nbjSWH0/s1600/Cookies+Cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;call me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;because i'm finally allowed to find replacement for the last day, which makes my total working hours about 78 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;say i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;for actually being able to study during work. Though not alot, only 1 chapter hah. but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;please let me be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;to start studying seriously hard from now on. get awesome marks cos i need an average of 75 per paper to get an A now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;awesome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;there are like a total of 98 &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;awesome(s)&lt;/span&gt; here, oh 99 now. so lets make it a 100. Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sequin&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-ness&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TLF6T6ShinI/AAAAAAAABgc/Gvm5GtARDUg/s1600/Cookies+Cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TLF6T6ShinI/AAAAAAAABgc/Gvm5GtARDUg/s200/Cookies+Cereal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526332700243364466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TLF4xYaz0tI/AAAAAAAABgM/mnn_f1JVdGw/s1600/tumblr_l7pxavvyGa1qzxzwwo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34809607-2128590837753526714?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2128590837753526714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2128590837753526714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/10/50-awesomes.html' title='100 awesomes.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TLF6T6ShinI/AAAAAAAABgc/Gvm5GtARDUg/s72-c/Cookies+Cereal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-1252305361030605148</id><published>2010-10-06T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:05:21.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired tired,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm so tired. literally, physically. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;2 full days at the golf event down; 5 more days of roadshow to go. and i'm starting to worry for my exams like seriously. how! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;tired tired tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1252305361030605148?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1252305361030605148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1252305361030605148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/10/tired-tired.html' title='tired tired,'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-4175478824879359786</id><published>2010-09-25T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T17:38:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boulevard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;thinking of whether to take up the long term stint at boulevard. 25/hour for drafting beer and making some stupid cocktails for all the the rich man, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;then again i'll have have to be full of damn attitude everyday from 6pm-11pm, maybe later. drink everyday, and hang out with people i have to fake a smile to, all over again. but then i can totally break off from people at home. i'd have to wear 3inch heels cos of my height, slap on thick make-up cos of my ugly face, sacrifice some sort of sleep and school work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;but i really hate being home and i think i'll give it a shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-4175478824879359786?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4175478824879359786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4175478824879359786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/09/boulevard.html' title='boulevard.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-7910559113413030097</id><published>2010-09-20T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:53:37.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oreos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;the secret to successful dieting is &lt;u&gt;stress&lt;/u&gt;, which i am officially feeling full blown right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;assignments, exams, school fees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;dun wanna be home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-7910559113413030097?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7910559113413030097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7910559113413030097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/09/oreos.html' title='oreos.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-938878050115268163</id><published>2010-09-12T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:55:28.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i deserve nothing less.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i don't wanna see the number 49 on my weighing scale. EVER! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;like how a baby tossed into the air is so sure, so certain that there would be a safe landing. sure that they deserved nothing less. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;- Jodie Picoult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i want to feel that way, but i know there's nothing i can fall back on; and that if i decide to fall, it'll be just that. so you know what? they should just go all in, push me to insanity, and maybe i'd be happier with my nerves and neurons all wrecked. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-938878050115268163?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/938878050115268163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/938878050115268163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-i-deserve-nothing-less.html' title='when i deserve nothing less.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1725999605353708494</id><published>2010-08-26T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:24:51.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly ugly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;been having weird dreams of this unknown person for the past few nights. strange in a nice way though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i feel so sorry for you sometimes, having to put up with me and all. hah. but for any day when even you have given up on me, i'll try not to hold back; because everybody has, and i'm used to everybody leaving. plus, i know i'm an ass. worse off.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still, dont? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;then i thought, maybe i am really waiting for an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but what can it do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1725999605353708494?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1725999605353708494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1725999605353708494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/08/ugly-ugly.html' title='ugly ugly.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1537342276215365770</id><published>2010-08-23T16:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:06:05.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the flower on my ear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;photo taken on 08 July 2006&lt;/span&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/_rfOCWsxby9w/THI67xmfEjI/AAAAAAAABfs/j7V6faX3ZNU/s1600/1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/THI67xmfEjI/AAAAAAAABfs/j7V6faX3ZNU/s320/1c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508530092828987954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss the flower on my ear.&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/34809607-1537342276215365770?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1537342276215365770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1537342276215365770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/08/flower-on-my-ear.html' title='the flower on my ear.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/THI67xmfEjI/AAAAAAAABfs/j7V6faX3ZNU/s72-c/1c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-7717831334332286690</id><published>2010-08-23T14:21:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:22:31.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;every time i feel like i've got lots to blog about i open up a new post and just stare into blank. then i realize my mind's a mess i can't get anything down in order. i shall blog randomly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;got some nice colleagues and schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;got a new love nanuk, Samantha's polar bear, a new hobby of counting calories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i feel so sick in here i wish somebody would just take me away. it's disgusting, almost repulsive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i don't explain, i don't fight back. but that doesn't mean I'm wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;where are you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i stare at pixie sushi every night wondering what's on their mind before saying goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;sometimes i feel my heard beat so hard and randomly but i secretly wish it'll just race and stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel ugly inside out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but they say a jewel's a rock put under extreme pressure and heat&lt;/span&gt;. so after this i'm gonna be back on my assignment and continue trying to work my way through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh! i need to go for another brazilian wax soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-7717831334332286690?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7717831334332286690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7717831334332286690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/08/inside-out.html' title='inside out'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-6006842671278029425</id><published>2010-08-11T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:16:48.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i told you so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i could be everyone's bad karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and one day if i am gone cos of bad cause, they will say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"i told you so"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;image by kittynn @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TGJpoDtuRII/AAAAAAAABec/ldDbcQTgsTM/s1600/Her+Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TGJpoDtuRII/AAAAAAAABec/ldDbcQTgsTM/s200/Her+Flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504077831512933506" 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/34809607-6006842671278029425?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6006842671278029425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6006842671278029425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-told-you-so.html' title='i told you so.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TGJpoDtuRII/AAAAAAAABec/ldDbcQTgsTM/s72-c/Her+Flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-4153539794399684794</id><published>2010-08-08T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:27:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm going crazy about my own weight. i go hysterical when it starts hitting 50 and super sad when its over that. yet i'm still eating lots cos somehow, everybody just love feeding me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;got to know a new friend, Lionel. so while talking to him i realize; i really dun give a damn to people-to-people relationships anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-4153539794399684794?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4153539794399684794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4153539794399684794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/08/50.html' title='50.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3827168359532757555</id><published>2010-07-30T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:23:30.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;why must i always be the one to sacrifice? and your stupid reason just made you sound more selfish than ever, stupid bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;whatever. lets continue eating loads but still weighing lesser and lesser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;this is weird, but going on anyhow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;maybe my body's eating itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hah! ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3827168359532757555?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3827168359532757555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3827168359532757555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-what.html' title='you know what?'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-2480234138877066474</id><published>2010-07-30T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:01:58.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my naked eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;People are just so naive. Enough to make them so selfish, enough to make them so annoying I can't even look them in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and recently I've been wondering, wondering what would be the last thing I'd feel on the brink of my last breathe. sometimes I think it'll be anger, most of the times relieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you know, I might have blogged about our trust towards everyone, unknowingly. (really can't be bothered to check) The constructors, the little girl sitting on the bench waiting for a train just like you, friends... the list goes on. but I think I’m really crazy because I sleep fearing that the constructors had been lazy and the ceiling would just collapse on me anytime. that the lightning would shoot right through the window at night. the little girl would run up to stab me with her new barbie toy. that everything I hear are just lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd actually find myself quite very annoying if I knew another me. this is crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe I should stop checking the mailbox everyday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;image by tyt2000 @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TFJ4QUs1fuI/AAAAAAAABeA/N1Hc8DW7Tco/s1600/Freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TFJ4QUs1fuI/AAAAAAAABeA/N1Hc8DW7Tco/s320/Freedom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499590316802801378" 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/34809607-2480234138877066474?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2480234138877066474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2480234138877066474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-naked-eyes.html' title='my naked eyes.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TFJ4QUs1fuI/AAAAAAAABeA/N1Hc8DW7Tco/s72-c/Freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-6027494198160453414</id><published>2010-07-14T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:54:19.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messed up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm so messed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;school's on, all over again. the 6am ringing alarm clocks, routine make up cos i'm too ugly naked, annoying public transport rides. taking meals because its needed, attending lectures because its needed. more annoying public transport rides, sleeping cos its natural. repeat this infinite times, and we'll end up only to find the same old thing, with occasional replacements, whether permanent or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i dun include people, cos they come and go. and fcuk those people who has ruined my social life. seriously what happiness do they find. i hope they're all happy now that i'm this wimp. oh wait, i dun even cross their minds anymore, so their happiness is not even me. how great is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;1, 2, 3...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i cant even bear to count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;4, 5, 6... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;then through all these process you find that being vulnerable is the only way, and the only time your heart feel true; so real it scares you. so you close the doors, the windows. but a fire can't burn forever. unless you give it fuel, it will eventually consume itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;image by suzi9mm @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TD1s33SGHJI/AAAAAAAABd4/nK5IqLLdHXE/s1600/sleeping+beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TD1s33SGHJI/AAAAAAAABd4/nK5IqLLdHXE/s320/sleeping+beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493666827450326162" 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/34809607-6027494198160453414?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6027494198160453414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6027494198160453414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/07/messed-up.html' title='messed up.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TD1s33SGHJI/AAAAAAAABd4/nK5IqLLdHXE/s72-c/sleeping+beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-4124760927945306825</id><published>2010-07-03T14:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T15:09:03.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;cos i am unfeeling just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; and i'm not standby entertainment to fill your free time after your beloved people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sometimes i wish i could ctrl+A, backspace my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cos thinking back, it makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and i dun feel at all attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i want some home-cooked food by mummy, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-4124760927945306825?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4124760927945306825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4124760927945306825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-like-that.html' title='just like that.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3104631786672729790</id><published>2010-06-30T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:08:36.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCrC4cvXDfI/AAAAAAAABdk/37Snd5cwEAs/s1600/10-05-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCrC4cvXDfI/AAAAAAAABdk/37Snd5cwEAs/s320/10-05-10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488413370947669490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome &lt;/span&gt;breakfasts. =)&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/34809607-3104631786672729790?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3104631786672729790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3104631786672729790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/06/breakfast.html' title='breakfast.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCrC4cvXDfI/AAAAAAAABdk/37Snd5cwEAs/s72-c/10-05-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-2234039932918983439</id><published>2010-06-28T17:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:10:04.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoo and piercings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;need&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; to get back to 47. need to gain some muscles i feel soft and wobbly like a mass of jelly. need to maintain at that thereafter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;had a dream last night that she came talking to me and it was good.&lt;br /&gt;one day when you had to leave, what will be your regrets? i know i once said regrets are stupid, but i realize no one can prevent that. then i know one of my biggest one would be to lose an awesome friend. seriously. trying on bikinis together, the sleepover, the bitching in the sauna, going crazy over food and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bah! i need to exercise i need to tone up. need to throw all this out of my broken window. i feel like getting a huge tattoo i feel like getting my belly and tongue pierced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;do you remember love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;image by silkspectre27 @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TChsY6B6GVI/AAAAAAAABdc/b1Deu_Dn-p4/s1600/dragon_girl_by_silkspectre27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TChsY6B6GVI/AAAAAAAABdc/b1Deu_Dn-p4/s320/dragon_girl_by_silkspectre27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487755321100867922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-2234039932918983439?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2234039932918983439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2234039932918983439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/06/tattoo-and-piercings.html' title='tattoo and piercings.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TChsY6B6GVI/AAAAAAAABdc/b1Deu_Dn-p4/s72-c/dragon_girl_by_silkspectre27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-5702101997916166011</id><published>2010-06-27T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:00:47.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>signs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;whats wrong whats wrong whats wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hope it'll go away soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5702101997916166011?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5702101997916166011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5702101997916166011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/06/signs.html' title='signs.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-562762013256914081</id><published>2010-05-24T16:56:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:54:48.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a hah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;so before i have even posted any pictures of me after getting my hair  dyed, i am actually going to dye it again because my hair is  ridiculously black, and the roots are super obvious. my fringe is a  chunk of mess and the list goes on. tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;right. holidays. been slacking around, doing events, hanging out, gaining a few pounds and all. most importantly, i realize dumb people are all around and i totally can't stand them. seriously, they should all go eat some worms. then at another point of time, i think we all are, entertainers and entertainment for each other in every way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BMW bike launch event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMXJ8UvjdI/AAAAAAAABcM/w9n59L5fYcc/s1600/BMW+Bike+Launch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMXJ8UvjdI/AAAAAAAABcM/w9n59L5fYcc/s320/BMW+Bike+Launch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486254230646787538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, life's a joke and we should all end laughing at it. and even when all hell breaks loose, we stand right in the middle, enjoy the mayhem, cos no matter how much we'd want to run, we know we can't. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sushi pixie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMZEfJGhAI/AAAAAAAABcc/euem4ojW0V8/s1600/P030410_14.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMZEfJGhAI/AAAAAAAABcc/euem4ojW0V8/s320/P030410_14.19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486256335937242114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, was talking about cooking and my nephew said he wants to cook but wasn't allowed to. decided to have a mini cookie making session and he suggested peanut butter cookies. yums. everything was funny from start to end like him blowing the flour and getting it all over his face; eating most of the ingredients even before it was on the cookie dough. hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fooling around eating my peanut butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMVRc_cLyI/AAAAAAAABcE/9dMkWALoCAI/s1600/P190610_17.07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMVRc_cLyI/AAAAAAAABcE/9dMkWALoCAI/s320/P190610_17.07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486252160651636514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMSc3iZ_MI/AAAAAAAABbk/Ipd10pDyAyM/s1600/10-4-17%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMSc3iZ_MI/AAAAAAAABbk/Ipd10pDyAyM/s400/10-4-17%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486249058221292738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;End. &lt;/span&gt;abruptly, with a totally irrelevant photo. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-562762013256914081?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/562762013256914081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/562762013256914081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-hah.html' title='life&apos;s a hah.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/TCMXJ8UvjdI/AAAAAAAABcM/w9n59L5fYcc/s72-c/BMW+Bike+Launch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-3981420071263601438</id><published>2010-05-24T16:44:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:29:06.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Roof.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;how long has it been since i last blogged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;anyway, had some really good times as well as bad ones during this long period of time. zooming past everything, preparatory course is finally over, at least in a way. 2 weeks of study break and its the exams. but i haven't got no mood to study at all, that is why i am here typing this. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;had an awesome trip to eugene's friend's place in Malaysia some time this month, visiting his place, the somehow strange night market and all. my first time climbing onto the rooftop; the first time i see how 6 huge guys can squeeze into the back of a small, almost antique car (really hilarious); how people can literally eat the whole day without stopping, including me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;everything's great now, with amazing people around. events and school keeping me busy. hope everything's going to go on like this. loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHDd6yVFI/AAAAAAAABZw/C1_ge_zd8oY/s1600/IMG_6178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHDd6yVFI/AAAAAAAABZw/C1_ge_zd8oY/s320/IMG_6178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474766421918635090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHDu5rf_I/AAAAAAAABZ4/P59FEKGsjuk/s1600/IMG_6205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHDu5rf_I/AAAAAAAABZ4/P59FEKGsjuk/s320/IMG_6205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474766426477395954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHciYDhrI/AAAAAAAABa4/iVtdP0aDInI/s1600/IMG_6254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHciYDhrI/AAAAAAAABa4/iVtdP0aDInI/s320/IMG_6254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474766852611868338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pOqrgSwNI/AAAAAAAABbc/OUo-IrGE_hw/s1600/IMG_6234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pOqrgSwNI/AAAAAAAABbc/OUo-IrGE_hw/s400/IMG_6234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474774792161902802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHEe1yuGI/AAAAAAAABaQ/FM6Zt54W-JA/s1600/IMG_6234.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3981420071263601438?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3981420071263601438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3981420071263601438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/05/roof.html' title='the Roof.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S_pHDd6yVFI/AAAAAAAABZw/C1_ge_zd8oY/s72-c/IMG_6178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-355434399631814779</id><published>2010-04-13T18:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:01:47.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid body.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;been real busy alternating between events and school. partly cos i was too lazy to blog. hah. everything's awesome till now, with exciting things happening right every now and then. like getting quite drunk on lesbian night while working and having a random bartender send me home. then stupid alfreda told the whole world what happened (which i won't disclose), and i was laughing stock the next day. tsk! walked into a lecture theatre thinking it was the stairs. carried a 4.5kg bag home and a 3.5kg one to school twice cos i collected notes for a friend and she idiotically missed school without telling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and somehow this schedule leaves me quite satisfied cause every day's different and i love it. random bumps into friends; secondary, primary, and even previous colleagues. i like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;did i mention i got new hamsters and i'm on a very healthy diet, at least for this week. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but my stupid body's giving me so many problems its getting me super frustrated. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-355434399631814779?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/355434399631814779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/355434399631814779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/04/stupid-body.html' title='stupid body.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3932769445509784097</id><published>2010-03-30T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:46:57.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha, too bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;then that will be just too bad, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3932769445509784097?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3932769445509784097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3932769445509784097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/haha-too-bad.html' title='haha, too bad.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-436864940870452233</id><published>2010-03-30T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:22:24.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no love to give.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i really don't know whats wrong. yy say everyone knows what they're thinking/feeling. but seriously, i have no idea. sometimes i get so afraid of myself cos i just can't figure me out. am i worried? angry? selfish reasons or just concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;been working the past week earning good money with awesome people hah. school's gonna start and i'll have lesser time to work. well at least i already paid for the prep course. 28k to go, and i can't/am not gonna get it from mummy or my brother. yeay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;then i wonder is this really what i'm feeling, or just a sense of familiarity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;image by zain7 @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S7HQnATAVLI/AAAAAAAABXk/TSGYb65yEJg/s1600/kitchen_by_zain7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S7HQnATAVLI/AAAAAAAABXk/TSGYb65yEJg/s320/kitchen_by_zain7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454369992235570354" 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/34809607-436864940870452233?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/436864940870452233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/436864940870452233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-love-to-give.html' title='no love to give.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S7HQnATAVLI/AAAAAAAABXk/TSGYb65yEJg/s72-c/kitchen_by_zain7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-5106928474551403114</id><published>2010-03-22T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:29:08.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;loves sleeping with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'goodnight'&lt;/span&gt; and waking to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'good morning'&lt;/span&gt;. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;image from deviantart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S6c4NJhunDI/AAAAAAAABXc/bXOiiO5N5m0/s1600-h/58105c442a0f47432adca0989e5bd181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S6c4NJhunDI/AAAAAAAABXc/bXOiiO5N5m0/s320/58105c442a0f47432adca0989e5bd181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451387672502115378" 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/34809607-5106928474551403114?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5106928474551403114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5106928474551403114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/yawns.html' title='yawns.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S6c4NJhunDI/AAAAAAAABXc/bXOiiO5N5m0/s72-c/58105c442a0f47432adca0989e5bd181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-6253106233661552755</id><published>2010-03-16T22:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:18:41.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bento Story II.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Tada! my first attempt at making a bento like that and it looks amzingly good. =) ran out of crabmeat halfway, thus a mising mouth on my domokun. hah. theres also a mini container with chocolate dipped strawberries but i haven't got its photo before its eaten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it doesn't taste as good as it looks though. next time then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;layer one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5-eQCbMCeI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZuG8ds2gr74/s1600-h/blogbento1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248072507591138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5-eQCbMCeI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZuG8ds2gr74/s320/blogbento1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;layer two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248076736971202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5-eQSLjQcI/AAAAAAAABW0/v7_c58lkrfs/s320/blogbento2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;a close up cos i can't get enough of the super cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bunny soya sauce container.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248090148229346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5-eREJC0OI/AAAAAAAABW8/4Y9yHo9_J3U/s320/blogbento3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;super fun so expect more from me! loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-6253106233661552755?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6253106233661552755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6253106233661552755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/bento-story-ii.html' title='Bento Story II.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5-eQCbMCeI/AAAAAAAABWs/ZuG8ds2gr74/s72-c/blogbento1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-8417143607671543665</id><published>2010-03-14T00:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:12:23.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bento story I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanted to go so much but it hit me that  maybe, just maybe, it doesn't matter anymore. cos what can apologies  do? and you're right, i'm scared; so very traumatized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;then again,  never belittle the power of words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;on a side note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;how awesome is this, i'm gonna make a bento! drew more pages but i'm lazy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5vED2qLoHI/AAAAAAAABUw/EySWzxbtNSU/s1600-h/P090310_17.24%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5vED2qLoHI/AAAAAAAABUw/EySWzxbtNSU/s400/P090310_17.24%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448163744725835890" 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/34809607-8417143607671543665?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8417143607671543665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8417143607671543665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/bento-story-i.html' title='bento story I.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5vED2qLoHI/AAAAAAAABUw/EySWzxbtNSU/s72-c/P090310_17.24%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-7640773304710895667</id><published>2010-03-12T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:19:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>devils don't cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cried myself silly seeing a shout out and the funny thing is that i dun even know the reason why. can you believe it? no, cos devils don't cry and i'm just typing out a planned script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but i really dun explain, and i guess thats the reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-7640773304710895667?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7640773304710895667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7640773304710895667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/devils-dont-cry.html' title='devils don&apos;t cry.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3464088946713776531</id><published>2010-03-10T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T00:27:34.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming a marathon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;finally went for a jog today and the weather was awesome. with sun, clouds and wind; perfect! been months since i last jogged and the distance covered today was awful. laughs. gonna need a few weeks to back to usual and hopefully able to finish the track soon. maybe one day i'll cover the track twice and i'll be fully qualified to join a half marathon? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;told my mum and all about me being accepted into the school and they can't seem to be bothered much about it. sigh... then i wonder if anyone really feels happy for me, like, for me. gonna be a geek for 3 whole months i want a personal nutritionist. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;work work,&lt;/span&gt; more events please! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3464088946713776531?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3464088946713776531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3464088946713776531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreaming-marathon.html' title='dreaming a marathon.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5295804152756708736</id><published>2010-03-10T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:51:55.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swing swing swinging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;think i've mentioned this somewhere before. maybe its in my blog but i cant be bothered to check. hah. just had a random thought of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;like two same poled magnets, they swing side by side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;so close, so longing, and never meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;anyway, i'm feeling awesome cos i'm accepted into the University of Birmingham! bought a new pair of running shoes but it has been raining since then. tsk. went for a random check up recently and was a water barrel for a week cos i need 500ml of water just to swallow 3 pills. sigh. but i'm gonna be a healthy babe and i promise to take care of myself million times more. so, bug off!  you diseases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;tatas. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5295804152756708736?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5295804152756708736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5295804152756708736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/swing-swing-swinging.html' title='swing swing swinging.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5680573451568484243</id><published>2010-03-05T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:51:41.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snowman's pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;find myself asking me so many questions why. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;image by Anuk @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5En5E9ZZXI/AAAAAAAABUg/I_qEDNJdyBA/s1600-h/Lost_by_Anuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5En5E9ZZXI/AAAAAAAABUg/I_qEDNJdyBA/s320/Lost_by_Anuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445177286004925810" 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/34809607-5680573451568484243?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5680573451568484243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5680573451568484243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/snowmans-pain.html' title='snowman&apos;s pain.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S5En5E9ZZXI/AAAAAAAABUg/I_qEDNJdyBA/s72-c/Lost_by_Anuk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-1579388737663158114</id><published>2010-03-04T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:59:39.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alice in my wonderland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;in need of a major brain revamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i am constantly overwhelmed by random memories that scares me so much i just stop whatever i am doing and stare into blank. and i thought people say time heals; its been like dino years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;good gosh i'm traumatized i shall go drink some milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1579388737663158114?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1579388737663158114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1579388737663158114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/03/alice-in-my-wonderland.html' title='alice in my wonderland.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-9120468100728017731</id><published>2010-02-26T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:59:41.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoshop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh. my main picture is quite photoshopped. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hah.&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/34809607-9120468100728017731?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/9120468100728017731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/9120468100728017731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/02/photoshop.html' title='photoshop.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-733399019966887853</id><published>2010-02-25T14:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:12:12.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ctrl+A, backspace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's those that got left behind that suffers the brunt of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this on one of my friend's facebook status and i totally agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;just typed out a real random post and ctrl+A, backspaced it. shows how bored i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;some photos i took recently this year, including my blog's main picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;with the two little brats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S4Y3LKDcHLI/AAAAAAAABUQ/scRxDix28Pg/s1600-h/P1020202.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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S4Y3LKDcHLI/AAAAAAAABUQ/scRxDix28Pg/s320/P1020202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442097864540691634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my awesome attempt at fish &amp;amp; chips and french onion soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i swear i stood by the stove for one hour caramelizing all those onions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S4Y3L9Hp3CI/AAAAAAAABUY/Rk0cHNcm1HQ/s1600-h/10-02-19%281%29.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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S4Y3L9Hp3CI/AAAAAAAABUY/Rk0cHNcm1HQ/s320/10-02-19%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442097878248578082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i miss my black hair! and i'm still bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tatas all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-733399019966887853?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/733399019966887853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/733399019966887853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/02/ctrla-backspace.html' title='ctrl+A, backspace.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S4Y3LKDcHLI/AAAAAAAABUQ/scRxDix28Pg/s72-c/P1020202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-1968772645900166455</id><published>2010-02-09T13:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:14:08.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carrot carrot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;its strange cos when i'm all busy and have got totally no time, i'll still squeeze 10mins of my day to blog. now that i have absolutely nothing to do and got all the time in the world, i refuse to. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;everyday i'm home trying to figure out what i can do for the rest of the day. so i pack, i clean, i bake. i do my hair, my nails. daydream, blank. watch tv, surf the net. eat and sleep. bummer. can't say i totally love it. its at the point where i have to talk to the wall to make sure i'm not crazy, which is pretty ironic cause it proves i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;had my hair rebonded, gonna get it dyed this friday. i'm so gonna regret it, but... i spent a bomb so it'll be a pity not to go lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;so, some of my random creations. lots more but kinda lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;this isn't baked by me but it looks exactly the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my candy carrots melted and slid off so i refuse to  post its photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;carrot cake credits to www.foodandcook.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S3DxVS7LT7I/AAAAAAAABTM/CtbSCn93pEg/s1600-h/IMG_0480-silen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S3DxVS7LT7I/AAAAAAAABTM/CtbSCn93pEg/s320/IMG_0480-silen2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436110098395778994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my attempt at making bread - cranberry walnut bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;rising in process. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S3DxVg5YsHI/AAAAAAAABTU/NrdFk9hNLFU/s1600-h/P051109_19.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S3DxVg5YsHI/AAAAAAAABTU/NrdFk9hNLFU/s320/P051109_19.47.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436110102146363506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;will post my ugly photos soon if i even dare to pick up the camera. bye all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1968772645900166455?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1968772645900166455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1968772645900166455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/02/carrot-carrot.html' title='carrot carrot.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S3DxVS7LT7I/AAAAAAAABTM/CtbSCn93pEg/s72-c/IMG_0480-silen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-5678041540010604015</id><published>2010-01-27T16:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T17:10:20.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>passing lolli.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'm so random even my brain does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i think of people out of the sudden like how a bubble accidently escapes from the straw in your juice that you're drinking from. a mini shot of tinkling happiness, deep from your bones. before you continue drinking your juice again. i love it, this brief contemplation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i don't know if they still think of me. but its nice just to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;what about you? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;image by thymian @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431343569853334450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S2ACM0Y1w7I/AAAAAAAABSs/PZ3WQHNVDC4/s320/memories_by_thymian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5678041540010604015?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5678041540010604015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5678041540010604015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/01/passing-lolli.html' title='passing lolli.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S2ACM0Y1w7I/AAAAAAAABSs/PZ3WQHNVDC4/s72-c/memories_by_thymian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-5000218132497866425</id><published>2010-01-26T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:48:47.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bummer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;day job's contract ending this friday. can't extend cos of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;just quit my night job cos of my very queer character and stubbornness. points back to one of the random point in one of my random post. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so right now i'm sulking cos i have absolutely nothing to do for the next 2 months, except for some random events now and then. how am i gonna save up for school! =( why why yc why. why at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i officially need more events and more friends from events who would give me even more events. just so because they earn lots, fast. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why not someone just donate 30k to me then i won't have to slog so much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tsk!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5000218132497866425?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5000218132497866425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5000218132497866425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/01/bummer.html' title='bummer.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-5172207128562165616</id><published>2010-01-21T10:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:46:55.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>华语.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;whats with everybody blogging in chinese nowadays? its taking me 2, 3, 4 times slower than usual to finish reading a post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i'm not condemning the language itself, i mean; its not wrong... but why is it that they have to blog in this particularly irritating tone?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;whats the word, 'teh-ish'?&lt;/span&gt; omg it gets on my nerves. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;come on, its not romantic or even cute at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and anyone who knows me enough will know that i hate it so much i'll slap anyone who does it in front of me hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;(oh that was quite a long sentence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-5172207128562165616?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5172207128562165616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5172207128562165616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='华语.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-7105332108488321023</id><published>2010-01-15T11:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:07:57.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>herStory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh! i just took up another job offer. hah! will talk about it when its confirmed. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;awesome!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated on Monday, Jan 18 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;so yeap. talking bout my new job; gonna be working for 'herStory'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;got to know this company when they first held a lesbian party at boulevard where i work. turned out lesbians love me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so the organizer, a &lt;s&gt;straight guy&lt;/s&gt; (turned out he was a she, OMG), liked me and took my number for further events. happened that charlotte won't be able to do events for them the next few months and thought i would take over, maybe for good? simple job, selling tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;in short, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;door bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so first one would be on the first day of chinese new year. hope all will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;bye little ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-7105332108488321023?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7105332108488321023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7105332108488321023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/01/herstory.html' title='herStory.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3483879530565751713</id><published>2010-01-12T15:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:02:55.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming awesome-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;suddenly my brain refuses to work. so here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well. no updates cos everything's pretty much the same. revolving round work, worrying about school. dozing off throughout the day yet can't seem to get to sleep at night. waking up at weird timings in the middle of the night but unable to get my ass off the bed at 630 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;things seem pointless and almost nothing interests me. its bad because it'll also mean that i won't take anything seriously. work, people, things. just, whatever. like everything i'm doing now is just an unlikeable necessity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;baked and cooked quite an amount to fill up my time. photos some other time then. chocolate truffle cake this saturday! oh. i just got a sudden craving for tang yuans again now as i am blogging. =/ great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mummy's so strange because she keeps asking me how i wanna celebrate my 21st. is it a big deal anyway? but just last night i randomly had the thought of going to bali on my own. &lt;em&gt;it'll be awesome. right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;image by woofna19 @ deviantart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425772191103735026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/S0w3D5LuVPI/AAAAAAAABSk/EVuAprfxRIY/s320/To_run_free_by_woofna19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;but i'll hang on cos i've got dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;though i don't know how, i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and even if i'm blind, i run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i am young, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am reckless, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-3483879530565751713?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3483879530565751713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3483879530565751713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreaming-awesome-ness.html' title='dreaming awesome-ness.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/S0w3D5LuVPI/AAAAAAAABSk/EVuAprfxRIY/s72-c/To_run_free_by_woofna19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-230036743415248289</id><published>2009-12-27T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:22:46.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sometimes i think i'm such a bitter person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;bitter from deep within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-230036743415248289?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/230036743415248289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/230036743415248289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/12/yeah.html' title='yeah?'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-6567861937287106519</id><published>2009-12-25T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:18:19.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outta my - out of my head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;random #1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;working a little too much. gonna get used to my eye swelling from every alternate days. and i notice how i always make people mentally tired while i'm physically drained. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;random #2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;got lotsa job offers while working at blvd again. took up 2. so now i'mma have one full time job, one part time job, and misc events from 2 other companies. yeay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;random #3:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i think i attract lesbians cos during lesbian party last night, this group of girls barged into the bar, dragged me out to the dance floor and refuse to let me go. kind of scary in an awesome way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;random #4:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i wanna delete all my msn contacts. ok not all, half of them at least. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;random #5:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i tend to dislike things when i feel i'm obliged to do it. like i would very much want to eat at placeA. but man1 says "lets go eat at placeA because woman1 wants to." then somehow i'd immediately, almost, hate it. such an idiosyncrasy i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;random #6:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm quite happy as i am now. but as humans we never get enough. but what is enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;random #7:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nothing. but i like 7 so it must end here. bye all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-6567861937287106519?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6567861937287106519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6567861937287106519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/12/outta-my-out-of-my-head.html' title='outta my - out of my head.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-2749106174082410696</id><published>2009-12-08T15:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:41:02.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quietly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna officially hold two jobs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; onwards. and that excludes my random running around doing events. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yeayness&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yc&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyday's&lt;/span&gt; a bore. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to feel fear for my future working life. am i gonna be stuck in an office so dead, 8 hours a day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;everyday's&lt;/span&gt; gonna be a routine where i can predict 100days in advance. i foresee myself smashing my head on the desk soon very soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;realise its quite easy to put a smile on my face. saw breakfast on the table this morning and my day was great! went home tired yesterday, saw this super fat bird trying to squeeze into a tiny hole because its friend went in. my day was great! laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;life's still great. and bit by bit i learn life's not a fuss. so many little things, in their own quiet moments. beautiful. when time comes that i have to walk away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; do it, quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;image by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Malleni&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412765968979610546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Sx4B-IFaS7I/AAAAAAAABSc/M99QZuz3hXI/s320/Softly_by_Malleni.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/34809607-2749106174082410696?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2749106174082410696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2749106174082410696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/12/quietly.html' title='quietly.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/Sx4B-IFaS7I/AAAAAAAABSc/M99QZuz3hXI/s72-c/Softly_by_Malleni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-5741030311355368187</id><published>2009-11-26T09:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:35:08.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>may you fear you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;killing killing killings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; everywhere on the news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;tsk. reminds me of this photo i saw long ago, picturing a badge bearing words that goes something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"why do people kill people to show people that killing people is wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;doesn't really apply to what is happening now, but you get the point. why kill? for what, not even for survival. then sometimes i wonder if humans were to give up one one of their senses, which would it be? sanity, is it included? would be fun huh. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;may you feel fear for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the mind... such a boundless space we'll never fully understand what it harbors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;image by OrgaNick @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408223121732510562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Sw3eRnTro2I/AAAAAAAABRA/XQ98xvPh3-I/s400/Mort_de_Siegfried_by_OrgaNick.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/34809607-5741030311355368187?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5741030311355368187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/5741030311355368187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/may-you-fear-you.html' title='may you fear you.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/Sw3eRnTro2I/AAAAAAAABRA/XQ98xvPh3-I/s72-c/Mort_de_Siegfried_by_OrgaNick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-307264664007192928</id><published>2009-11-25T15:01:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:55:44.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see the sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;as i was saying, i've been on national geographic's website alot, and i'm really mesmerized by the sea creatures. i mean, its so fascinating! if i can ever have a super power, i would wanna be able to breathe in water. then i'll ride on one of the largest jellyfish going *blob blob*. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;crystals, diamonds, glass, gemstones. things transparent are beauties ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;then... living ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;image from nationalgeographic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407940877266130946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Swzdk0vDGAI/AAAAAAAABQI/V73dZG758mA/s320/transparent..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;pretty!&lt;br /&gt;from top: Cowfish, Comb Jelly, Barreleye.&lt;br /&gt;the barreleye got its name from the shape of its eyes which are the two green lens inside its transparent dome head. so the two eye like things are actually, somewhat, nostrils. say ooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then i'm currently infatuated with huge sea creatures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the great white shark and blue whale. giant giant beauties. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407943837044554418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SwzgRGxNurI/AAAAAAAABQY/RFBiavkTrlU/s400/giantbeauties.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;more more more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;papa Jawfish with many many babies, in the mouth!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;image from nationalgreographic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407944881248206722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SwzhN4uw_4I/AAAAAAAABQo/v60pNIMpoyA/s320/male-jawfish-978068-sw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i've got an urge to go for diving lessons. anyone on for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;image from nationalgeographic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407946773640946882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Swzi8CcWpMI/AAAAAAAABQw/ULsLIfzdzBc/s400/pair-of-stingrays-513706-sw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;btw, watch this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2009/11/091122-marine-census-graphics-video.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and &lt;a href="http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/places/parks-and-nature-places/oceans/oceans-antarctica.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-307264664007192928?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/307264664007192928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/307264664007192928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-see-sea.html' title='i see the sea.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/Swzdk0vDGAI/AAAAAAAABQI/V73dZG758mA/s72-c/transparent..JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-4684233935582822728</id><published>2009-11-25T13:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:38:07.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pride and I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i should be a very knowledgeable person by end of this week. =) system in the company kind of had some problems so i haven't got no authorisations till now. every morning i come into the office, read news from around the world on channelnewsasia.com, articles on nationalgeographic.com, and playing facebook. its so strange! all my work opportunities consists of lots of time wasted on doing nothing. but oh well, guess its good in a way that i'm getting paid to do nothing, hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;was on the bus to work today when an old man boarded. he was so jovial and all, shouting a big thank you when the bus uncle stopped and open the door for him while leaving. there he was, standing by a seat few rows in front of where i was sitting. so i kept looking at him and got into a super awkward position because i wanted to stand up to call out to him but he was kind of far and i didn't wanna make a mini commotion. so i did stood up and reached to tap his arm anyway. got him to sit and he gave me a great wide smile, with his white moustache moving above his lips. a point of time i think i giggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so main thing is, pride. why why why? but we are who we are, for various reasons. and as much as i hate it, pondering why; thats what i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh did i mention i hate rainy days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-4684233935582822728?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4684233935582822728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4684233935582822728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/pride-and-i.html' title='pride and I.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-898692894928354860</id><published>2009-11-18T14:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:18:44.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick! try a little boney!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;started work at SAP. first day basically just rotting as the laptops weren't ready. person in charge suggests that me and the other guy could just slack away at the pantry instead, where there're magazines, drinks, fruits and snacks. HAH. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;second day, still doing nothing till lunch time when i finally got to pick up my own laptop at LG just opposite! =)) bought magazines and straits times. then got my laptop but no authorization for SAP so, here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i'm such a boring person i've got nothing to blog about. going on a very serious diet now. very serious indeed. and thats if i can hold for more than a few hours without munching on anything. gonna be a good 3months and yes! hear me right, i shall atrociously aim for a 47kg, for now. yeay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw, i'm recently totally addicted to the &lt;s&gt;HSBC&lt;/s&gt; (just realised its standard chartered =/) credit card advertisement which goes, "quick! try a little boney! *hooooooof*, *sucks in.*" &lt;strong&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;. super funny i swear!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-898692894928354860?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/898692894928354860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/898692894928354860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/quick-try-little-boney.html' title='quick! try a little boney!'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-2791860161830891760</id><published>2009-11-11T17:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:42:20.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a genius!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm darn stressed. super stressed. very stressed. freaking stressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my head's exploding. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;anyway, just two days ago i was on a cab home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Uncle, yew tee mrt station? Thanks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"oh, where is it? is it near the kranji industrial estate?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"hmm... somewhere around there, at the end of choa chu kang. =)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;*checks street directory*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"oh! ok, i know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;so as usual i fell asleep on the journey.&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder which part of a car's journey is always so hypnotizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"girl, is it here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*still groggy from sleep, squints around* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"uhm... i think so?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"huh... think so? i drive you up front a little so you can see better huh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;*drives right to the middle of the station*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"oh yah yah! correct correct! thanks uncle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*paid, gave an extra 12 bucks, uncle returned it giggling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"bye!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so as i walked into the train station i feel a strange unfamiliarity, but continued walking anyway. didn't notice that the usual atms weren't around, the printing shop beside 7-eleven wasn't around, the huge cafe lobby too. started slowing down. and only when i finally reached a dead end i knew, damn it! its the wrong station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but omg omg am i at marsiling? yishun? where?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so i walked real fast up the station, to the platform, looking for the label of location. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Kranji'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;GENIUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-2791860161830891760?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2791860161830891760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2791860161830891760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-genius.html' title='i&apos;m a genius!'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-771712566489015132</id><published>2009-11-10T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:44:58.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home and house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;A military chaplain told the following story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A soldier's little girl, whose father was being moved to a distant post, was sitting at the airport among her family's meager belongings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The girl was sleepy. She leaned against the packs and duffel bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A lady came by, stopped and patted her on the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Poor child", she said. "You haven't got a home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The child looked up in surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"But we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; have a home", she said. "We just don't have a house to put it in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;passage adapted from Have a little Faith by Mitch Albom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/34809607-771712566489015132?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/771712566489015132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/771712566489015132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/home-and-house.html' title='home and house.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-8103045761164384839</id><published>2009-11-10T15:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:04:13.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fist and the hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm a huge ball of fats i revolt at the sight of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;havent been working. events i do doesn't even make me break a sweat. the amount of food i eat, its totally putting my 7km runs to a waste. maybe i should do a 10km instead then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;got a job at SAP and guess i'm gonna start work anytime soon, which means lesser exercise, more snacks, more balls of fats. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;so in the book by Mitch Albom, the reb Alberlt Lewis said.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;a baby comes into the world, always with their hands clenched into a fist. not knowing any better, they want to grab everything to say. but when an old person dies, how does he do so? with his hands open. why? because he has learned the lesson. we can take nothing with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;image by MeisterDesZirkuss @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Svkdn8ou46I/AAAAAAAABOs/48UndD6LKqI/s1600-h/a0bc9c9b644ed62458c285b350fc63d6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Svkdn8ou46I/AAAAAAAABOs/48UndD6LKqI/s320/a0bc9c9b644ed62458c285b350fc63d6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402381800136696738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-8103045761164384839?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8103045761164384839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8103045761164384839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/fist-and-hand.html' title='fist and the hand.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/Svkdn8ou46I/AAAAAAAABOs/48UndD6LKqI/s72-c/a0bc9c9b644ed62458c285b350fc63d6.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-159294292770137800</id><published>2009-11-04T17:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:34:49.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'mma lazy bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;haven't been working for two weeks, with some lame excuse but not a lie. =/ went for yet a new round of job search and interviews. bought a new book and some facial masks plus cleansers on the way hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so while reading i got a phrase stuck in my head, and i thought i'd just blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sadness, it'll eventually turn into a familiar, comforting ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Adapted from book 'Ollie'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;and this ache i guess, is one that we'll just smile and go "oops." =)&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/34809607-159294292770137800?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/159294292770137800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/159294292770137800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/11/oops.html' title='oops.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1008987224665826370</id><published>2009-10-27T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:17:14.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;came across this short story while reading wynne's blog. found it kind of interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Days and weeks passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and its weird how things easily touches me now. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1008987224665826370?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1008987224665826370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1008987224665826370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-man.html' title='two man.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-872895940185608156</id><published>2009-10-25T21:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:42:05.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my comfort.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;this year i told mummy that i don't need another eat-out on my birthday. requested for her to cook me my favorite tomato chicken. well, maybe she thought i wasn't serious or maybe she feels its nothing so she didn't do it in the end. asked me if i got any nice place in mind for dinner, but i said no. i just want something comforting now, but i guess she don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;this year i'm sick of all the fancy cakes. decided i shall bake my own. and i dun need a birthday song, i dun need to make a wish. because all i want is something comforting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;then this year i decided not to have any celebrations, all the facades of love and concern. it disgusts me. and all i want is something comforting. and i fully appreciate the comfort i got, simple as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;as much as i'm saying all these, i feel a little wrench in my heart cos i guess i'm too used to the present-filled room of mine whenever this month of the year comes. from all the little handmade gifts of my primary school kiddy mates and their parents. then the flowers, anonymous gifts from secondary school. crazy parties with friends i hardly know during early poly days. and sweet surprises during my working days. but i guess there is only so much pleasure that we can take, and pain, its essential to keep us going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;oh well. pictures of my beloved creation, recipe adapted from smitten kitchen. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Sour Cream-Chocolate Cake with Peanut Butter Frosting and Chocolate-Peanut Butter Glaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;all from scratch alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;mine: after assembling the cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRddlAcpfI/AAAAAAAABOM/JwAe25odcu4/s1600-h/09-10-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRddlAcpfI/AAAAAAAABOM/JwAe25odcu4/s200/09-10-23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396541016228275698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;mine: after glazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRddzB7T3I/AAAAAAAABOU/Oet9Vu8dntY/s1600-h/09-10-25+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRddzB7T3I/AAAAAAAABOU/Oet9Vu8dntY/s200/09-10-25+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396541019992575858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;a slice of my hard work, layers! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRdeUgzQWI/AAAAAAAABOc/3zOJYKG4DSY/s1600-h/09-10-25%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRdeUgzQWI/AAAAAAAABOc/3zOJYKG4DSY/s200/09-10-25%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396541028980441442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;original image adapted from smitten kitchen's  site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuReqINpq9I/AAAAAAAABOk/n6BQNneephA/s1600-h/2749087215_17cd75a8cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuReqINpq9I/AAAAAAAABOk/n6BQNneephA/s320/2749087215_17cd75a8cd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396542331348954066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-872895940185608156?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/872895940185608156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/872895940185608156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-comfort.html' title='my comfort.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRddlAcpfI/AAAAAAAABOM/JwAe25odcu4/s72-c/09-10-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-8918413521748838917</id><published>2009-10-25T18:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:47:20.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cooks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i've noticed myself constantly thinking about lots of random people. people from school, from butter, from events, and random occasions. people whom don't give two fucks about me. and i wonder why. i find myself bringing their names up during numerous occasions. spotting a pair of shoes and saying hey! so and so has this too! then joanne would slap me left right center asking me to stop it because apparently, they don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;misses aside, i've actually got no wish of going back and its strange why so. its like you've jumped off a building, dead. then somehow life decides to give you another chance to start all over, from the point where you're at the top of the building, tipping off. would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;partly, it just bores me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;whipped up a meal for people home when i've got extra time some time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Japanese pork cutlet with curry for the adults and baked teriyaki salmon for the kids. sides were of course, rice, chawanmushi and miso soup. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRTO5E3VrI/AAAAAAAABM4/sJUqPo6RSIo/s1600-h/09-10-03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRTO5E3VrI/AAAAAAAABM4/sJUqPo6RSIo/s320/09-10-03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396529768801195698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;looks yummy eh? but the chawanmushi sucks. HAH. &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/34809607-8918413521748838917?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8918413521748838917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8918413521748838917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-cooks.html' title='my cooks.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SuRTO5E3VrI/AAAAAAAABM4/sJUqPo6RSIo/s72-c/09-10-03.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-6115907748312838134</id><published>2009-10-18T10:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:55:42.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess all these extremes are doing me no good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;have learnt to drink and appreciate coffee, maybe a little too much. been drinking nonsense at night, maybe a little too much. been deprived of sleep, a little too much. not eating well, lots of junk food, a little too much. these swollen eyes, headaches, sore feet, maybe a little too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;working in the night life for too long its totally doing me no good too cos now i've got such a bad habit of showing a foul attitude to whoever irritates me. those who know me would know i can give a hell lot of it. well sometimes i think these bad temper, hidd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;en violence, its just in the genes. right mummy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;but recently i'm so sick of it all and i notice myself secretly wishing every day, that the world would just, *poof*. i see so many ugly faces, ugly truths. then i stopped arguing. its like i'm almost bored, of everything. even these mind games are getting meaningless cos everyone's pretty much the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i remember myself being so frustrated by all the noise one day i decided to walk home in my killer heels, and my feet throbbing with pain. thinking back, i wasn't just irritated, its like i'm almost traumatized. and for a moment i thought i was mad because just about everything scares me. sound of the cars, footsteps, voices, trees rustling. stares of people, birds flying past. and i swear i took the longest road and time to reach home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;im seriously going crazy, whether consciously or unconsciously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if i asked, would you save me, tell me its ok and that i'm safe. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;image by Gwarf @ deviantart&lt;/span&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/_rfOCWsxby9w/StqYBkPcw5I/AAAAAAAABL8/kaDKHTZtSDY/s1600-h/15b0fe3d2cb0f157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/StqYBkPcw5I/AAAAAAAABL8/kaDKHTZtSDY/s320/15b0fe3d2cb0f157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393790656405357458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-6115907748312838134?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6115907748312838134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6115907748312838134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/10/naked.html' title='naked.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/StqYBkPcw5I/AAAAAAAABL8/kaDKHTZtSDY/s72-c/15b0fe3d2cb0f157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-6918810641703408623</id><published>2009-10-12T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:36:03.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ultimatum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;its really dark and cloudy/windy outside now its making me feel so much worse. so well, as i'm blasting music in my ears and with totally nothing to do i shall just rant randomness here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i actually goofily rejected my mom's offer to pay half of my school fees? now i feel so stupid and everybody's asking me why, and that i am totally doing this to torture myself. but i'm really not trying to prove any point. i just felt like i want to go through this myself, and if i can, well... pretty much nothing much happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i feel that i want to do everything myself, and after my studies i would wanna move out almost immediately and be on my own. its almost a reverie and i'm in an worthless pursuit of something i can't even comprehend. thats really the ultimatum of being lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;well i shall just go continue reading my book and munch on cookies. gotta go off for work, from work later on! ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;image by Y n Y @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_rfOCWsxby9w/StKi6z6L8sI/AAAAAAAABLE/dSOh098NKFc/s1600-h/Karma_by_Y_n_Y.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/_rfOCWsxby9w/StKi6z6L8sI/AAAAAAAABLE/dSOh098NKFc/s320/Karma_by_Y_n_Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391550835166278338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-6918810641703408623?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6918810641703408623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/6918810641703408623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/10/ultimatum.html' title='the ultimatum.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/StKi6z6L8sI/AAAAAAAABLE/dSOh098NKFc/s72-c/Karma_by_Y_n_Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-906708062284672431</id><published>2009-10-10T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:41:39.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a living tap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm officially holding two jobs for the rest of this month! hah, no idea why i'm so proud of it cos i'm off for my second job after barely 4hours of sleep and skipping dinner last night as well as breakfast this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;well good thing is that i've got a free flow of expensive cookies/coffee here. not to mention hotdogs/muffins/eclairs during the weekends. and i'm paid quite well to do nothing but chat on msn, play sims and blog, like what i'm doing now. i see rich people everyday, buying cars after a mere 15min introduction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'm really drained, and many times i ask myself why have i got to do so much, and sometimes i get a little too emotional.&lt;/span&gt; hah. i've got lots to blog about, and lots of time. so, be back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-906708062284672431?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/906708062284672431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/906708062284672431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-living-tap.html' title='i&apos;m a living tap.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-8670114280180621483</id><published>2009-10-01T22:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:00:08.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my bunny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i'm getting fatter day by day. and its true cos the weighing scale tells me so. =( i guess the nightmare of me having a chin swinging from left to right and back is coming true soon. horrid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;milkshakes, fries and lots of mooncake. i swear it must be those mooncakes that i've been gorging on. but seriously you can't blame me cos i've been craving for it since... at least half a year ago?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;tell me who could resist them, seriously.  i havent got my bunny mooncake though.&lt;br /&gt;remember this? Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsTDL_fbhMI/AAAAAAAABK8/J2myLfChRag/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsTDL_fbhMI/AAAAAAAABK8/J2myLfChRag/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387645665031193794" 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/34809607-8670114280180621483?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8670114280180621483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8670114280180621483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-my-bunny.html' title='where&apos;s my bunny!'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsTDL_fbhMI/AAAAAAAABK8/J2myLfChRag/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-1065377080806007072</id><published>2009-09-29T12:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:45:39.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two posts back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sometimes i just wish i didn't have to carry so much on my shoulders. because unlike many fortunate kids(not saying i'm unfortunate, still good in some ways :D), i do not have my parents to worry or plan things for me. they can even go "no sch today?", months after my graduation. i've got my own house keys at the age of 6, going to and from school by myself. i've never had a curfew in my life, and i never care about the restrictions they give. which they will soon forget anyway. hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so i'm not one who'd pour my feeling out to just anyone either, or rather, no one. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;right now i've got so much to think about. my university course, course fees, what to do till then cos i've already got myself near half a year to waste. me moving out soon, but where, how, when. and sometimes i feel myself so close to a tear outburst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then people just don't understand and say ugly things when i'm really not, and i've just got no time to think about other things that i would call now, frivolous. so you wanna go? so be it. but please go back to two posts back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-1065377080806007072?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1065377080806007072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1065377080806007072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-posts-back.html' title='two posts back.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-8631151172999369206</id><published>2009-09-27T17:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:53:44.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karma and you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i've got so many drafts done but never posted. well, maybe one day when i feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so, apparently, i'm gonna get one darn year to waste. damn. i can't even explain the immense sadness i felt. and i wanted so badly to have someone just stab me in the throat. hah. and i'm totally feeling the stress right now. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;then joanne, among the many other people asked me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why dont you get a rich boyfriend? &lt;/span&gt;LOL. and i remember this Caucasian by the bar, he told me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, get ten!&lt;/span&gt; well i wished i could. but i haven't got the looks, the brain, the body, or the courage to. so, too bad. maybe i should start learning some tricks or two. geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;image by BacklashCBD @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsGSRP5IHbI/AAAAAAAABKU/Hru2BsUWYI8/s1600-h/Karma_by_BacklashCBD.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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsGSRP5IHbI/AAAAAAAABKU/Hru2BsUWYI8/s400/Karma_by_BacklashCBD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386747454333394354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in karma? cos i don't. =)&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/34809607-8631151172999369206?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8631151172999369206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8631151172999369206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/09/karma-and-you.html' title='karma and you.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsGSRP5IHbI/AAAAAAAABKU/Hru2BsUWYI8/s72-c/Karma_by_BacklashCBD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-7489366622684862130</id><published>2009-09-27T17:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:40:39.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i care i care i care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just too lazy to explain why i am. i don't care, so that's what i'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;image by pinkparis1233 @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsGOmbR0txI/AAAAAAAABKE/3jCPstRnM_Q/s1600-h/Blank_Stares_by_pinkparis1233.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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsGOmbR0txI/AAAAAAAABKE/3jCPstRnM_Q/s320/Blank_Stares_by_pinkparis1233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386743420120512274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes i find myself sitting, just staring into the blank.&lt;br /&gt;and i secretly wish things would be better on its own, while i breathe.&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/34809607-7489366622684862130?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7489366622684862130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7489366622684862130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-care.html' title='i don&apos;t care.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SsGOmbR0txI/AAAAAAAABKE/3jCPstRnM_Q/s72-c/Blank_Stares_by_pinkparis1233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-7618119731952294870</id><published>2009-09-22T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:12:31.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear. an amzing emotion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i tend to ignore things when in face with a situation i can't handle. and it sucks cos i know its the worst way of handling it. well, sometimes i just ignore cos i'm plain lazy and i think its just unimportant. sucks the same. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but its strange when we know we're gonna get hurt, we start acting like kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Fear, its an amazing emotion.&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/34809607-7618119731952294870?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7618119731952294870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7618119731952294870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/09/fear-amzing-emotion.html' title='Fear. an amzing emotion.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-4200523296415282850</id><published>2009-09-22T10:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:33:03.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna get married! HAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;everyone's telling me its near year end now, and they're thinking of what have they done. then i feel frustrated cos i've done nothing. absolutely nothing. i see and i realize i'm not even holding a proper job, which i had promised myself to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one day nicolette was rambling bout the same topic and she got so angry cos she couldn't understand why guys always got the easy way out. going to the army, two extra years to think, then a fully planned future for them if they signed on, brainless act totally. and she went "i should have signed on to the fucking navy" lol. ok i should stop pushing my own problems onto some possibly, innocent entity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the past few days i had this very ridiculous and useless thought though. why not someone just marry me and i'll be a perfect housewife i swear. HAH. i'd hold a job i like, not worrying bout the pay. i'd make breakfast and dinner, i'd plan stuffs, cos i love them. to think that i've even posted a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-myself-i.html"&gt; previous post&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;saying i'd never get married! just how people change, it amuses me in a very tickling way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SrhSCoLP4eI/AAAAAAAABJg/RIBw6NK55FM/s1600-h/Stick+People+Drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SrhSCoLP4eI/AAAAAAAABJg/RIBw6NK55FM/s320/Stick+People+Drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384143559619240418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;image by devianrtart&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/34809607-4200523296415282850?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4200523296415282850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/4200523296415282850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wanna-get-married-hah.html' title='i wanna get married! HAH.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SrhSCoLP4eI/AAAAAAAABJg/RIBw6NK55FM/s72-c/Stick+People+Drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-8653903266238443338</id><published>2009-08-31T03:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:06:25.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you and I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;its so strange i'm getting so uncomfortable whenever people use the word &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;'us'&lt;/span&gt; on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;then i'll correct them saying, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"you and i"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i remember i us&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt; to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-8653903266238443338?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8653903266238443338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/8653903266238443338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-and-i.html' title='you and I.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-3711231997866763072</id><published>2009-08-23T23:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:45:57.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to think about it,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i can't make people stay. but why don't they just do?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;well i guess its such a redundant question.&lt;br /&gt;i've never tried, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;but sometimes i admire myself lol, for how much i can keep to myself, seriously.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and sometimes i think i'd love a trip to the shrink, making sure that poor thing don't go running to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'and maybe six feet aint so far down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;image by KatjaFaith @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SpFx_Hoyt3I/AAAAAAAABIY/qGrUmy6wpdk/s1600-h/Lollipop_by_KatjaFaith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SpFx_Hoyt3I/AAAAAAAABIY/qGrUmy6wpdk/s320/Lollipop_by_KatjaFaith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373201159625553778" 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/34809607-3711231997866763072?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3711231997866763072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/3711231997866763072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-think-about-it.html' title='to think about it,'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SpFx_Hoyt3I/AAAAAAAABIY/qGrUmy6wpdk/s72-c/Lollipop_by_KatjaFaith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-1836477009837039773</id><published>2009-08-23T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:26:27.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i'm scared i'm scared i'm scared i'm scared i'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess its just me, so unwilling its getting me nowhere. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;big sigh&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/34809607-1836477009837039773?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1836477009837039773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1836477009837039773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/boo.html' title='boo.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-579848208963679364</id><published>2009-08-17T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:25:11.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even the birds are chained to the sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"No one is truly free, as even the birds are chained to the sky."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i'm gonna laugh at that, cos its pathetically funny. hah! but the freedom to choose, i believe, is one of our true freedom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-579848208963679364?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/579848208963679364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/579848208963679364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/even-birds-are-chained-to-sky.html' title='even the birds are chained to the sky.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-7010587069481241582</id><published>2009-08-08T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:22:56.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi kitty. bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;hi kitty, bye kitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hi kitty! bye kitty~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i say hi kitty! bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-7010587069481241582?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7010587069481241582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/7010587069481241582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-kitty-bye.html' title='hi kitty. bye.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-1625632177403152602</id><published>2009-08-08T15:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:27:35.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say you didnt mean it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;cos i'm not a puppet where you can just pick up and discard anytime you want. and thats said not in an angry tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i don't know. maybe i'd been waiting for an explanation all along, or at least something, say you didnt mean it. because you know it was too much for me, even till now. thats why its so hard for me to accept all your kindness now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;but why me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;image by davenit @ deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Sn0uQjue5SI/AAAAAAAABHA/HOLSMfhIgw0/s1600-h/Lies_by_Davenit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/Sn0uQjue5SI/AAAAAAAABHA/HOLSMfhIgw0/s400/Lies_by_Davenit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367497192898487586" 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/34809607-1625632177403152602?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1625632177403152602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/1625632177403152602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/say-you-didnt-mean-it.html' title='say you didnt mean it.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/Sn0uQjue5SI/AAAAAAAABHA/HOLSMfhIgw0/s72-c/Lies_by_Davenit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34809607.post-2141827984538770392</id><published>2009-08-07T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:11:10.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s-t-r-a-n-g-e. strange.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;if i were to note down the things that i've said, i'd better do it in pencil because, looking back at all my previous posts. its all full of contradictions, but still filled with truths. but isn't that life, isn't that just us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;papercuts paper cuts. i've talked about it so many times before i'm gonna just randomly mention it. one day i would put a curse on the world, that everyone would be speaking with no words. and i'm so tempted to go speech free for hmm... 3 days? i actually think i'd do it quite well cos i really cant be bothered to talk sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i feel like i'm yearning for something but i can't figure out what. =/ oh did i say that i find the word strange really strange? i couldn't figure out why but it just sounds, strange. and i feel funny whenever i say that word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;s-t-r-a-n-g-e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HAH. now its starting to even look strange to me. so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-2141827984538770392?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2141827984538770392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/2141827984538770392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/s-t-r-n-g-e-strange.html' title='s-t-r-a-n-g-e. strange.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-138822348933639825</id><published>2009-08-07T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:23:14.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming trunks and tree logs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;i feel totally fat i've been eating too much i've got two swimming trunks readily around my waist i can jump into the pool anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;been wearing heels to work as required by daryl and seriously where can you find a bartender working in heels? totally hilarious. starting to feel attached to the people there too soon and i admit its one of my weakness because i know they totally won't give a damn. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;people tend to always look back on the things they've done and regret, trying to find a second chance, or more. its not wrong cos i feel that way too. but what if there were already too many chances. and for me, i don't regret much and even if i do, i accept it because its all done and caused by myself. and usually, then, i won't look back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but mr. snack box, you're great and i see how much you're trying, i feel it. and now all i wish is that we'd both understand that things are that the way it is now. your second suggestion i'd take, and i'll try. hah. i'm gonna lock that snack box cos its totally making my swimming trunks turn to tree logs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34809607-138822348933639825?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/138822348933639825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/138822348933639825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/swimming-trunks-and-tree-logs.html' title='swimming trunks and tree logs.'/><author><name>yc.</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-34809607.post-818073592431210563</id><published>2009-08-03T14:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:15:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i realise how easily people fall, like how easily you fall onto the pillow on bed every night before sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;anyway i had this post drafted some time ago and decided i shall post it now since i got nothing to blog about lol. i'm such a boring person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i like to be in control of myself. things i do, things happening around me, people around me, minds, thoughts, people's thoughts. everything. and i'd crazily randomly grab my hamster out of sleep to put her into the food bowl just because i want to see her eat the apple i just sliced, which she always will and i'd laugh silly. hah! i like to know wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;y and how things happen and not feeling lost at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i hate it when people say its fated and they just leave everything to it because i believe we all make our own choices. and i totally abhor people who blame things onto fate and crying asking why is everything out against them, heaven and all the shit. seriously i cant be bothered and i'll just get them to bug off. of course i'll try talking to them prior to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i want to know what to change when things go wrong. like noting down cake recipes in total detail so i know what is wrong when the cakes comes out weird. hah. talking bout that, its been ages since i baked and i wanna make raspberry meringues with whipped cream next. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SnkxPmV5qpI/AAAAAAAABGw/RGPNw_VbpgI/s1600-h/88-1208-53+meringue_550x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfOCWsxby9w/SnkxPmV5qpI/AAAAAAAABGw/RGPNw_VbpgI/s200/88-1208-53+meringue_550x450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366374575048862354" 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/34809607-818073592431210563?l=maudlinism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/818073592431210563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34809607/posts/default/818073592431210563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maudlinism.blogspot.com/2009/08/control.html' title='control.'/><author><name>yc.</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/_rfOCWsxby9w/SnkxPmV5qpI/AAAAAAAABGw/RGPNw_VbpgI/s72-c/88-1208-53+meringue_550x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
