<?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-5468134</id><updated>2012-01-02T19:43:07.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz another face in the crowd...</title><subtitle type='html'>musings and ravings from the mentally deranged mind of a twenty-something sagittarian...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mister wan</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>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5468134.post-106485541437202057</id><published>2003-09-30T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:12:02.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last entry</title><summary type='text'>dear all..with effect from 1st october, this blog address will be closed. my new blog addy is http://blue-streak.blogspot.comhowever, this blogsite shall not be deleted so that past entries and archives can still be accessed.my humble apologies for any inconveniences caused.yours,blue streak</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106485541437202057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106485541437202057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106485541437202057' title='the last entry'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106477309051608852</id><published>2003-09-29T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:12:02.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes</title><summary type='text'>You're living the movie Event Horizon! ?? Which Horror Movie Are You Living ?? brought to you by QuizillaWaterfall ?? Which Natural Wonder Or Disaster Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106477309051608852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106477309051608852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106477309051608852' title='quizzes'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106464813617788295</id><published>2003-09-27T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:12:02.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clay aiken returns... &amp; welcome back, fizzy!!</title><summary type='text'>yep that's rite.. clay aiken's new album, measure of man, will be out on october 14th, almost a whole month before ruben studdard's album, soulful. seems that clay's was finished earlier and thus, ruben, being the nice person he is, gave clay the green light to release his first.. so exciting~! heheheanyway, rca records have confirmed that his new single wud be a track entitled invisible, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106464813617788295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106464813617788295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106464813617788295' title='clay aiken returns... &amp; welcome back, fizzy!!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106451524562054136</id><published>2003-09-26T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:12:01.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfied~... </title><summary type='text'>Wow you're nice. In fact you're a bit of a doormat.While contemplating how nice you are a darkshadow approaches and takes you into it'sembrace.  You have been bitten by a Vampire andhaved joined the ranks of the undead.  How Evil Are You Really? brought to you by Quizillathis is a terribe quiz i think. each question has four options but only one out of those four can be considered decent.. the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106451524562054136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106451524562054136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106451524562054136' title='satisfied~... '/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106450103053397459</id><published>2003-09-25T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:54.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got the sniffles!!!</title><summary type='text'>juz watched the first twenty minutes of the new Bachelor season yet already, i'm feeling sorry fer the poor gerls.. amongst the 25 "bachelorettes" feautured, one was definitely asian (she looked like a common china gerl) and only one looked as if she's an afro-american mix. i dont think either one of them stands a chance of getting to the next round. however, pretty boy andrew firestone may prove</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106450103053397459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106450103053397459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106450103053397459' title='i&apos;ve got the sniffles!!!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106432038903609854</id><published>2003-09-23T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:54.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu</title><summary type='text'>my apologies to all for not blogging earlier... and also to those who had to tolerate the changes in my blog template for the last couple of days~ ;pwas a spectator at the suntec dance competition last saturday.. there were a couple of my acquaintances participating  but it was too bad that they didnt walk away wif any of the top prizes. nevertheless, i think they were pretty good.. hmmm.. have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106432038903609854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106432038903609854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106432038903609854' title='flu'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106404396703597299</id><published>2003-09-20T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:53.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juliet the orange</title><summary type='text'>have discovered brilliant song by this m'sian duo, juliet the orange... "the days." Story; was bloghoppin &amp; one of the sites i visited was playing it... fell in lurve wif it on the spot!!! ;-pwill find out more abt them soon... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106404396703597299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106404396703597299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106404396703597299' title='juliet the orange'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106403742335175514</id><published>2003-09-20T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:53.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what will the day bring? </title><summary type='text'>juz woke up around halfanhour ago but the skies are lookin as if its gonna rain/about to rain/raining... i'm only making a calculated guess however as i'm too lazee to take a peek out of the windows. usually by this time, glaring sunlight wud be pouring from my windows but it isnt. such a day like this shud be spent lolling in bed, cuddling wif someone most dearest to you.. hmmm, maybe later i'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106403742335175514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106403742335175514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106403742335175514' title='what will the day bring? '/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106403330383785620</id><published>2003-09-20T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:53.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a greek god!! ;p</title><summary type='text'>Morpheus ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106403330383785620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106403330383785620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106403330383785620' title='i&apos;m a greek god!! ;p'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106398675406166973</id><published>2003-09-19T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:52.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the friday post</title><summary type='text'>i need a friday post... ten more minutes and it will be saturday and hence, this will be one of my shortest entries ever.. ;-pjukebox playing - liza hanim, malam ini kita berpisahliza hanim, istana cintaliza hanim, jeritan batinkups: i think i'm gonna get liza hanim overdose.. *bleargh*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106398675406166973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106398675406166973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106398675406166973' title='the friday post'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106386110994384277</id><published>2003-09-18T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:52.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy thursday</title><summary type='text'>woke up a couple of hours ago wif the sound of raindrops pattering against the windows.. sweet music to my ears~!! however, if only i cud juz stay in bed all day &amp; enjoy this blissful weather to its fullest... but NOT!! my itinerary for today; have a quick lunch, then sgh fer my bro's appt. maybe meet chacha after that.. Firstly though, i gotta look fer my university transcripts.. now where the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106386110994384277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106386110994384277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106386110994384277' title='rainy thursday'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106379714179225403</id><published>2003-09-18T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:52.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one wif the overdue entry</title><summary type='text'>before u ask yrself "whoa is this a friends' tribute??" ... it isnt. Well.. not totally anyway. ;p the last episode of one of the funniest sitcoms to hit local television had just ended its ninth season run last monday. thankgod i had managed to dwnload and watch it cuz i was at tampines on that same nite.. and wat was i doin at such a far-flung place? more abt that later.. i'd rather blog in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106379714179225403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106379714179225403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106379714179225403' title='the one wif the overdue entry'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106377016108828055</id><published>2003-09-17T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:52.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat the fuck!?</title><summary type='text'>spent the last hour writing a very, VERY long entry only to have my pc crashing on me... this is like the umpteenth time this week. i am SO tempted to whack the motherboard. . . *sighthis juz isnt my day.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------I am the son and the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Of nothing in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106377016108828055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106377016108828055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106377016108828055' title='wat the fuck!?'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106374461901823888</id><published>2003-09-17T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:52.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sound of dripping water</title><summary type='text'>The sound of dripping waterOutsideis driving me insane.Would God then spare me no respite?Even in the late hours of the night,must He so interrupt my thoughts in spite?But alas the dawn draws nearerAnd I am not one step closer to being sanerThan before.And as the night comes to a close, I wonderwhy in daytimethe sound of dripping water Outsidenever drove me insane.---- 17th </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106374461901823888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106374461901823888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106374461901823888' title='the sound of dripping water'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106369350588031991</id><published>2003-09-16T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:51.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take care fizzy!!~~</title><summary type='text'>today, fizzy vampy baby aka. mat will be joining many others at the police academy to serve their country as part of their national service. it's abit too late for him to be reading this but wherever he is right now, or whatever it is he is doing, i hope he's gonna be alrite.. ;) good luck, my friend! gonna miss seeing ya online~!Singapore is one of the few countries in the region that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106369350588031991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106369350588031991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106369350588031991' title='take care fizzy!!~~'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106331617712074808</id><published>2003-09-12T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:51.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><summary type='text'>i'm definitely an insomniac. i dont need a doctor to confirm this for me as why else would i be up at this hour blogging away at my  keyboard when evryone else is fast asleep? its indecent, i tell you.anyhow, this week is gonna be over soon. in a few hours time, i'd probably be rushing off to meet tjay so that we could go down to harbourfront interchange together where we'd meet the rest of the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106331617712074808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106331617712074808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106331617712074808' title='insomnia'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106325958759814389</id><published>2003-09-11T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:51.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'> acouple of stupid quizzes</title><summary type='text'>"Sweet Dreams" (by Eurythmics)Sweet dreams are made of thisWho am I to disagree?Travel the world and the seven seasEverybody's looking for somethingSome of them want to use youSome of them want to get used by youSome of them want to abuse youSome of them want to be abused Which 80's Song Fits You? brought to you by QuizillaYou're goin' down! FOR KIDNAPPING!Please rate if you liked! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106325958759814389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106325958759814389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106325958759814389' title=' acouple of stupid quizzes'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106322566488557967</id><published>2003-09-11T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:51.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trivial</title><summary type='text'>sometimes that's what i think my life is --- trivial. I am trivial. i am a grain of sand on the beach... whose fate depends upon the surging of the tides. i feel so small and helpless... i dont care if my life moves forward or backwards anymore. what is there for me tomorrow? another day. and another. and another. the world seems to be revolving... but not with me in it. major things have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106322566488557967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106322566488557967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106322566488557967' title='trivial'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-10631769355890806</id><published>2003-09-10T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:34.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another quiz</title><summary type='text'>You are the Borderline NUKE, You try to show thatyou're calm, but you're ready to explode, butin all honesty, you probably need angermanagement. It will ease all that built upanger, man, those facial ticks might bepermanent if you don't help yourself. Militaryexperiments are your best bet. What anger personality do you have? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/10631769355890806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/10631769355890806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#10631769355890806' title='another quiz'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106309232094121343</id><published>2003-09-09T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:50.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><summary type='text'>Quark -- You are subtle and mysterious and peopleknow very little about you. You like hangingout with small groups of friends (usually 3)who you are very close to. You are usuallyfriends with other quarks like yourself. What kind of subatomic particle are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106309232094121343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106309232094121343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106309232094121343' title='quiz'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106299943629256218</id><published>2003-09-08T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:50.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black monday</title><summary type='text'>i woke up a couple of hours ago wif a gravity i have not felt in ages. must have had a strange and peculiar dream but i cannot remember what it was... yet it all must be related to the dour news which was conveyed to me the nite before by my ex, t. (the nature of the news may be gleaned frm zechiel's blog).Death is an issue whose depths i could only grapple unsuccessfully wif. in absolute truth</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106299943629256218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106299943629256218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106299943629256218' title='black monday'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106296601924867765</id><published>2003-09-08T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:50.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend update</title><summary type='text'>well well well.. Its early monday morning. and it's REALLY freakin early! LOL i juz finished tweaking my blog template (Again) and i muz admit that i'm pretty satisfied wif  it right now. i've put in many, many hours fiddling wif my pictures using adobefotoshop and choosing the perfect colors for the font, background etc... by now, my blog is completely unrecognizable frm the original template </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106296601924867765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106296601924867765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106296601924867765' title='weekend update'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106279848077374958</id><published>2003-09-06T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Down The Bars...</title><summary type='text'>Let down the bars, O Death!  The tired flocks come in  Whose bleating ceases to repeat,  Whose wandering is done.     Thine is the stillest night,         Thine the securest fold;  Too near thou art for seeking thee,  Too tender to be told. ---- Emily Dickinson, Complete Poems.  Part IV, Time &amp; Eternity.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106279848077374958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106279848077374958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106279848077374958' title='Let Down The Bars...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106270010047321556</id><published>2003-09-05T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:49.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cats</title><summary type='text'>AAAAH! You're FLUFFO! You are mean to EVERYONE,except those who may feed you or pet you.You're small and fast, like a little blackcloud, so people often underestimate yourstrength. Bad idea! You kick serious ass! Yougo psycho and attack people for no reason,usually right as they're petting you and you'repurring. You've been known to leap onRosiekins, and bite her neck and head viciouslywhen she's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106270010047321556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106270010047321556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106270010047321556' title='cats'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106265178766430072</id><published>2003-09-04T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:49.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>illegally blonder</title><summary type='text'>hmmm.. my friend HQ, Chacha &amp; i are unanimous on this one; reese witherspoon's eagerly anticipated followup to her smash hit a couple of years back, is disappointing...i caught the sneak preview yesterday wif chacha at jpoint (where-else makes for good last-minute movie watching??) and it turned out to be one of the greatest regrets of the year. It's a regret NOt because i watched it (becuz i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106265178766430072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106265178766430072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106265178766430072' title='illegally blonder'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106252850790649417</id><published>2003-09-03T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:49.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><summary type='text'>juz changed my template again. i really, really have got too much free time in my hands.. haha. Anyway, this one has got pretty nice shades of purple but i think the font color needs sum tweaking... :Panugerah on suria juz now was abit disappointing... two of my fave acts, nordin and his sister (singing Dua Insan) and the idris fella who sang an oldie hit didnt make it to the next round. (the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106252850790649417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106252850790649417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106252850790649417' title='new skin'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106250082709188701</id><published>2003-09-02T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:49.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless</title><summary type='text'>yep - that's wat i've been feeling recently... feels like i'm stuck in a knot-hole wif no idea how to unstuck myself.anyway, i really think i shud blog more regularly but for the life of me, i cant seem to do so. Lack of time? well THAT's certainly not even a lame excuse.. harhar. i think i juz dont have the mood for it, i guess. oh well...last friday evening, went out wif sum of the guys fer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106250082709188701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106250082709188701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106250082709188701' title='restless'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106241155337673397</id><published>2003-09-01T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:48.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter winds</title><summary type='text'>Where do these dead dreams go, in what never-land, will their souls resideOnce they vanish from your hand like snow melted by sunlight?Is it to where discarded reveries hang thick and empty castles on clouds abide?Before, aglitter with hope and promise; now, filled with despair and blight?The world goes on turning, oblivious to the tragedies of my life.It makes each passing day, each waking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106241155337673397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106241155337673397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106241155337673397' title='winter winds'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106235827864516695</id><published>2003-09-01T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:48.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charmed again</title><summary type='text'>You are Phoebe!!!!! Which Charmed Character Are You Most Like?(New and Improved!!!!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106235827864516695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106235827864516695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106235827864516695' title='charmed again'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106214458298279280</id><published>2003-08-29T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:48.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late friday</title><summary type='text'>i feel that in my life, i'm always late for evrything... sumhow or other, it's my innate nature but will i even be late fer my own funeral then??? :P well THat's certainly a morbid thought. talking about being morbid...Each that we lose takes part of us;A crescent still abides,which like the moon some turbid night,Is summoned by the tides. ---- Emily Dickinson, (taken from Part IV; Time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106214458298279280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106214458298279280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106214458298279280' title='late friday'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106198669500614519</id><published>2003-08-27T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dear</title><summary type='text'>You are "Through the Rain"! Even througheverything bad and horrible, you know you'llmake it through. You are strong and aren'tgoing to give in to hurt and pain easily. Which Mariah Carey Song Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106198669500614519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106198669500614519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106198669500614519' title='oh dear'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106198625240359713</id><published>2003-08-27T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:47.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day of week</title><summary type='text'> What Day of the Week Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106198625240359713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106198625240359713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106198625240359713' title='day of week'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106195366817518127</id><published>2003-08-27T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awake</title><summary type='text'>the clock on my wall reads 10am. well, that's certainly a first in a long while. havent woken up this early since... i cant remember!! hahaha. anyway, though i used to brag about my so-called "good memory" to chacha in the past, i fear that i am getting more and more forgetful and absentminded. why is this so??? is it one of the failings of getting old? or is there a deeper significance to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106195366817518127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106195366817518127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106195366817518127' title='awake'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106171379016316726</id><published>2003-08-24T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:47.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of blogs, fads and bowlers... </title><summary type='text'>was planning to blog yesterday but totally overlooked it sumhow or other... well, yesterday was a TOTAL BORE.. stayed home whole day stoning in front of the pc... but come to think of it, i cant really remember what was it that i had been doing...recently, tagboard.com, which had been supplying my blogsite wif a messageboard has been giving me some problems. this wasnt the first time... so i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106171379016316726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106171379016316726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106171379016316726' title='of blogs, fads and bowlers... '/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106167142383884037</id><published>2003-08-24T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:47.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you still remember? (a sonnet)</title><summary type='text'>Do you still remember that night when we first met?I was half-awake, half asleep ---Too long ago this dream I dreamed; the memory too far, too deep.Was the prussian sky littered with stars that night?And did Orion’s belt shine and gleam with mischievous delight?Did you feel the rumbling of the trains beneath our feet?Or was it just the tremors of my racing heartbeat?The August moon might </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106167142383884037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106167142383884037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106167142383884037' title='Do you still remember? (a sonnet)'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106166169301618494</id><published>2003-08-24T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:46.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><summary type='text'>Angel of Peace What kind of Angel are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106166169301618494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106166169301618494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106166169301618494' title='huh?'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106163491560510352</id><published>2003-08-23T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:46.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some quizzes</title><summary type='text'>borderline Which Personality Disorder Do You Have? brought to you by Quizilla---- did this before... same result. :PSeer The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla---- i cheated abit on this one. repeated the quiz around 4 or 5 times but got this result twice...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106163491560510352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106163491560510352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106163491560510352' title='some quizzes'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106141074360977940</id><published>2003-08-21T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:45.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charmed</title><summary type='text'>charmed's fifth season (or is it the sixth?? lost track already) is now airing over channel 5 on wednesdays. i missed last week's season debut but managed to download it and the second episode as well... (its amazing the amount of stuff you can download with broadband nowadays and my deepest sympathies to those still stuck wif dial-up connections. ;P ) if only my sexual preference isnt so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106141074360977940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106141074360977940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106141074360977940' title='charmed'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106139329274249034</id><published>2003-08-20T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:45.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>invisible</title><summary type='text'>"Goodbye," said the fox. "Now here is my secret. It is very simple. It is only with one's heart that one can see clearly. What is essential is invisible to the eye.""What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so as to be sure to remember."It is the time that you lavished on your rose which makes your rose so important.""It is the time that I lavished on my rose.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106139329274249034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106139329274249034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106139329274249034' title='invisible'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106136015695639557</id><published>2003-08-20T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:45.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><summary type='text'>paranoid.  or schiztophrenic.  do us all a favorand get some help, will ya? What's Wrong With You? 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Seriously,it's all your parents fault, you were wayy tooyoung to know better. Throw a temper tantrum.They cost you your best years of life. They sayyou aren't old.. the wrinkles are coming, hon. What fairytale are you from? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106114170089959569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106114170089959569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106114170089959569' title='inspired'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106113658395476172</id><published>2003-08-18T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:44.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost broke</title><summary type='text'>yep~ that's the sad truf so i better curb my expenditure and tighten my purse-strings even more for the next few weeks. (NO - i do NOT carry a purse! :P )  how is that possible i wonder? (a voice at the back of my mind is saying sumthing... but am ignoring it at the moment.. hehe) let's see, first off, better cut down on my after-midnite cab rides.. Those really can burn holes in my pockets! and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106113658395476172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106113658395476172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106113658395476172' title='almost broke'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106101663445010678</id><published>2003-08-16T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:44.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid quiz</title><summary type='text'>You're awesome, you are probobly very orignial,believe in magic, you may believe inwitchcraft.. You love music. You love art..You're cool in my book. Very cool. Have a niceday m'am or sir! Want to know your REAL Personality? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106101663445010678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106101663445010678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106101663445010678' title='stupid quiz'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106101646787672389</id><published>2003-08-16T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:44.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magic card color</title><summary type='text'>You're Forest. In the game Magic the Gathering, inmy opinion, Green is the best color. So kudosto you. Green is strong and brave. They fightthe battle with courage and daring. What Magic the Gathering Color are you? brought to you by Quizillaps: i dont know anything abt magic cards! :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106101646787672389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106101646787672389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106101646787672389' title='magic card color'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106099327476299372</id><published>2003-08-16T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raining</title><summary type='text'>seems like the rain juz wudnt stop falling these days. but of course, that isnt entirely a bad thing. Rainy mornings are the best to sleep in but i dont know why my silly biological clock isnt working today. i woke up around an hour ago feeling slightly giddy but cudnt get myself to go back to sleep. one word; HANGOVER.last nite's dinner gathering was superb but me thinks too much wine is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106099327476299372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106099327476299372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106099327476299372' title='raining'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106091882059712793</id><published>2003-08-15T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:43.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unbending Road</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes the road seems straight and unbending.Your horizons are clear; your eyes see lands beyond extending.But where is the path now,Where are the dreams that had you moving ―Onward and forward through life’s journey, never-ending?If only we could walk together, one step at a time.If only our steps could never go out of rhythm and out of rhyme.But we can only wonder howWe had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106091882059712793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106091882059712793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106091882059712793' title='The Unbending Road'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106082894557130858</id><published>2003-08-14T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:43.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evanescence</title><summary type='text'>But what right has even the smallest of mosquitoes to live;2 hours, 2 days or 2 weeks?Could it fly beyond its homely flowerpotBefore the arachnid ties it up in a knot?Or could it buzz just above your delectable skinAnd then, end up in a horrid splat like the rest of its pesky kin?And thus our Fates perchance may be; No matteryoung, old, strong or weak.Could you live to see the next </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106082894557130858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106082894557130858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106082894557130858' title='evanescence'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106080519840995770</id><published>2003-08-14T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:43.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nuthing to do</title><summary type='text'>"You must remember this, a kiss is still akiss". Your romance is Casablanca. Aclassic story of love in trying times, chockfull of both cynicism and hope. You obviouslybelieve in true love, but you're alsoconstantly aware of practicality and societalexpectations. That's not always fun, but atleast it's realistic. Try not to let the Nazisget you down too much. What Romance Movie Best Represents </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106080519840995770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106080519840995770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106080519840995770' title='nuthing to do'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106054412185937125</id><published>2003-08-11T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:42.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late nights</title><summary type='text'>i know i've got to do sumthing about my late nites... but as we all know, bad habits are hard to break. So here i am, yet again, typing away in the wee hours of the morning...saturday nite's tabz outing was a tremendous success and this notion is unanimous... i definitely had so much more fun then last week when we came down as part of the bday celebrations. (i think it's mostly becuz i wasnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106054412185937125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106054412185937125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106054412185937125' title='late nights'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106053157187892748</id><published>2003-08-11T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:42.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood</title><summary type='text'>Black blood! Depressed and hurt. You are not evil,but you know that ther isn't only sunshine onearth. You are very loyal, wise and concealed.You have the blood of the dead ones, you're atrue soul! What is your true blood color? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106053157187892748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106053157187892748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106053157187892748' title='blood'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106053124903239916</id><published>2003-08-11T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:42.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gross</title><summary type='text'>The MID-LIFE MASTURBATOR!Well, that's you all right. Probably dulled-downfrom one form of stress or another, you justneed a quickie every so often to keep your headstraight. (Oh the inuendo...)There's nothing too special about you, but don't bedisappointed! You're like the majority of thepopulation and if it weren't for thehipocritical popularity of "counter-culture" in this society, you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106053124903239916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106053124903239916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106053124903239916' title='gross'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106038631318396964</id><published>2003-08-09T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patriotism</title><summary type='text'>juz saw my mum off to the bustop ard halfanhour ago. she's going to johore today wif my uncle's family to visit sum distant relative.. so distant i cant even begin to make out how we're related. i was asked to come along (of course) but as much as i love my mum, i canNOT bring myself to spend a public holiday in sum dilapidated kampong where the only leisure activity i'm familiar wif is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106038631318396964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106038631318396964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106038631318396964' title='patriotism'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106030864708092285</id><published>2003-08-08T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:42.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tarzan</title><summary type='text'>Tarzan! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106030864708092285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106030864708092285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106030864708092285' title='tarzan'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106028197375104372</id><published>2003-08-08T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:41.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies, movies, movies!</title><summary type='text'>i watched a few movies this past week.. so brace yrself for another movie commentary! LOL on saturday, i managed to catch the grinch on hbo (at the hotel) and i must say that i've never seen jim carrey so genuinely funny eversince... erm.. let's see... the mask?? haha I think it might have been the fact that i am spared the torment of seeing his trademark rubber face... but of course a fuzzy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106028197375104372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106028197375104372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106028197375104372' title='movies, movies, movies!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106024854851149607</id><published>2003-08-07T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:41.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>far from heaven</title><summary type='text'>"It isnt.. plausible for me to be friends with you. You've been so very kind to me and I've been perfectly reckless and foolish in return, thinking... " - Kathleen"Thinking what? That one person could reach out to another, take an interest in another? Then maybe for one fleeting instant, could manage to see beyond the surface, beyond the color of things?" - Raymond"Do you think we ever really</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106024854851149607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106024854851149607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106024854851149607' title='far from heaven'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-1060170755127048</id><published>2003-08-06T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzlement</title><summary type='text'>You have the eyes of an alligator in the water.It's hard to tell who you are and how you feel.You could be a crocodile, alligator, or just abit lizard. You keep certain things hiddenabout yourself, and that's what makes peoplesee you as mysterious. There are some who knowhow you really are, but those are the peopleyou enjoy being around with and who are closeto you. You enjoy alone time, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/1060170755127048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/1060170755127048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#1060170755127048' title='puzzlement'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106002166863796280</id><published>2003-08-05T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:41.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>immortal </title><summary type='text'>current mp3 dominating my musicjukebox is my immortal by evanescence which i "re-discovered" on sunday after watching my younger bro's newly acquired Daredevil vcd. i think riko recommended it to me some time back but i wasnt really attracted to it until i heard it during the scene where gorgeous jennifer garner was pelted by rain and ben affleck "saw" her beautiful image reproduced by the sound </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106002166863796280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106002166863796280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106002166863796280' title='immortal '/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-106001624584959379</id><published>2003-08-05T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:41.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz results again? so bo-liao!!!</title><summary type='text'>You are...Beautiful. You think you're perfect theway you are, and you're right. Which Christina Aguilera song are you? brought to you by QuizillaYou are Louis, the unusually compassionate vampireand by far most people's favorite. Which *Interview with the Vampire* character are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106001624584959379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/106001624584959379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106001624584959379' title='quiz results again? so bo-liao!!!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105971272988220601</id><published>2003-08-01T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:41.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day, another entry</title><summary type='text'>had this all typed down already but due to an unfortunate cirmcumstance, here i am again... :(first and foremost, a very happy birthday to both drumgroovy and my beloved chacha who coincidentally share the same birthdate. i wish the both of you the best in your future endeavours... funny but come to think of it, i've never met anyone wif the same birthdate before and i cannot really decide if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105971272988220601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105971272988220601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105971272988220601' title='another day, another entry'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105970831362787886</id><published>2003-08-01T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:41.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmygod</title><summary type='text'>the most unthinkable thing happened... was attempting to update blog and was in my third long and verbose paragraph.. but i got dced and i refreshed blog page wifout saving... and.... *poof*... it's all gone... vanished into the four winds... DAMN</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105970831362787886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105970831362787886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105970831362787886' title='ohmygod'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105963815205131217</id><published>2003-07-31T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:40.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more quiz results</title><summary type='text'>Coulda Woulda Shoulda:you love to grab lifes experiences and not let themgo by...you know you would regrett things ifyou didnt take chances in life and love What celine dion song are you? (with images) brought to you by QuizillaYou have a peaceful heart. serenity, calm and peaceare very important to you. You always keep acool head and find overly emotional peopledifficult to understand. When </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105963815205131217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105963815205131217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105963815205131217' title='more quiz results'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105942236616998297</id><published>2003-07-29T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:40.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temperament</title><summary type='text'>You are mostly Meloncholy! Meloncholy's have a bitof a bad reputation as being moody and easilypissed off. In truth, meloncholy people arejust those that are more in tune with smalldetails and picking up on subtle things. Theyare more sensitive to emotion and creativity.Most likely, if you piss off a meloncholy, it'sbecause you weren't being careful with yourword or the way you acted. Which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105942236616998297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105942236616998297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105942236616998297' title='temperament'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105942110811535304</id><published>2003-07-29T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:40.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barbie</title><summary type='text'>You're Soroity Slut Barbie!  You're easy and you'rereally cheesy!  Have fun with the entirefootball team. If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105942110811535304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105942110811535304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105942110811535304' title='barbie'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105912085617479488</id><published>2003-07-25T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:40.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pokemon</title><summary type='text'>Water What kind of Pokemon are you?  brought to you by Quizillaits been ages since i last caught pokemon on television. i used to be an ardent fan of misty, ash &amp; rock (if i remember their names accurately) &amp; their weekly adventures... i think my younger bro has all the vcds of the first season. in retrospect, i think pokemon was the vanguard of japanese anime which had successfully penetrated</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105912085617479488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105912085617479488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105912085617479488' title='pokemon'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105892789952577098</id><published>2003-07-23T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:40.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnite</title><summary type='text'>Midnight - You are a deep thinker, always searchingfor answers and never quite at home.  You arevery contemplative, and enjoy being alone withyour thoughts. When are you? brought to you by Quizillaau contraire, it is Far frm midnite as i begin blogging rite now. i know that it wud be so much more appropriate if i had done so last nite, wouldnt it? or at least in the wee hours of the morning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105892789952577098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105892789952577098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105892789952577098' title='midnite'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105885095761350181</id><published>2003-07-22T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:39.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>courage</title><summary type='text'>"... but it's not her sorrow... she's outside of it and she couldn't come close enough to my heart to help me. It's our sorrow; yours and mine... " - Anne to Marilla.---- excerpt from Anne Of Green Gables, by Lucy Maud Montgomery.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105885095761350181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105885095761350181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105885095761350181' title='courage'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105877906481115203</id><published>2003-07-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:39.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back~</title><summary type='text'>was planning to do a blog update much earlier (i.e. a couple of days back) but it juz slipped off my mind. had a pretty busy week on the whole but as is the norm wif me now, i cant really recall much of wat i've been up to. last wednesday: went to sgh wif my mum in the evening.thursday: went down to sgh in the afternoon by myself and then met chacha after that. friday: sgh again wif mum. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105877906481115203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105877906481115203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105877906481115203' title='i&apos;m back~'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105841238908255206</id><published>2003-07-17T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:39.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my magic power</title><summary type='text'>You Have the Power to Turn Things to Stone! What's Your Magic Power? brought to you by QuizillaMy life closed twice before its close;It yet remains to seeIf Immortality unveilA third event to me,So huge, so hopeless to conceive,As these that twice befell.Parting is all we know of heaven,And all we need of hell.---- XCVI, by Emily Dickinson.PS: i dunno why that poem had been in my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105841238908255206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105841238908255206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105841238908255206' title='my magic power'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105834552613614331</id><published>2003-07-16T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:39.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><summary type='text'>watched alot of television last nite.. some gurmitsingh kiddy comedy, splitends, tv:ism... other than that, nothing really interesting. will be goin down to sgh again later. hopefully, my mum will finally sign the papers to have the biopsy over and done with. sneaked a peek at the hospital bill yesterday and they didnt really look very pleasant... thankgod my bro's an nsf so its all mostly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105834552613614331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105834552613614331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105834552613614331' title='just another day'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105826983292810007</id><published>2003-07-15T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:39.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring tuesday</title><summary type='text'>Neutral:Harmony and balance is key. You don't look at theworld in a negative or positive way and you'llnever judge or assume a situation- you justlook at the facts. People like you are peacefuland accepting.Made bySara What color do you see the world in? brought to you by Quizillawoke up in the afternoon juz now wif a horrid headache. i couldnt really sleep last nite... spent the longest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105826983292810007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105826983292810007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105826983292810007' title='boring tuesday'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105806548247618272</id><published>2003-07-13T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:39.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold morning</title><summary type='text'>the sound of the karung-guni man beeping his horn frm below, birds chirping cheerily outside your window, hardly any cars passing thru the streets, the neighbourhood seems so serene &amp; peaceful... yep, its a sunday morning and i believe this is the first time i didnt sleep the morning away... :) since it rained practically the whole of yesterday, there's a certain chill hangin in the air today and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105806548247618272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105806548247618272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105806548247618272' title='cold morning'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105804031160357969</id><published>2003-07-13T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:38.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hulk</title><summary type='text'>Okay...you're really starting to think that you'rethe Hulk. That's a little scary. You couldpossibly turn into the green thing if the ragetakes over you. You may tend to get a littleout of control at times and might want to easeyourself at times. Don't take it too farthough. You may lose your mind! Can Your Anger Take You So Far as to Become the Hulk? brought to you by Quizillai caught the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105804031160357969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105804031160357969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105804031160357969' title='hulk'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105800009371382738</id><published>2003-07-12T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:38.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain</title><summary type='text'>it has been raining the whole day today... sumthing which has not happened for quite a while. how nice to be cuddling in bed wif the covers all around u, all warm and cosy, isnt it? better still if u have sumone to snuggle wif... fortunately, my three year old niece doesnt get sick of cuddling THAt easily (especially if i bribe her wif sumthing) and her little hugs &amp; kisses and intelligible </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105800009371382738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105800009371382738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105800009371382738' title='rain'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105793666476126393</id><published>2003-07-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:38.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm an angel!!!</title><summary type='text'>You are Natalie Cook.  You're smart as hell andyou're a bit of a dork.  You laugh at life andyou never fail to see the silver lining.People tend to underestimate you, but you don'tcare.  You've got a thrill seeking streak inyou and you like fast cars and big noises,though you're most likely to get tied down bymarriage and children.  You're smart, sexy andapproachable. Which Charlie's Angels: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105793666476126393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105793666476126393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105793666476126393' title='i&apos;m an angel!!!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105786871025181720</id><published>2003-07-11T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:38.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darkness.. sort of... </title><summary type='text'>"..In life, the road to darkness is a journey, not a light switch... " - Lex Luthor.---- excerpt taken frm Smallville, episode Ryan.How true. It is amazing sumtimes how such significant truths about life can be encapsulated within a short phrase or juz a few words... Little gems like these that keep on reiterating in your mind. Echoing over and over again...i dont know what's really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105786871025181720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105786871025181720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105786871025181720' title='darkness.. sort of... '/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105773570848443439</id><published>2003-07-09T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:38.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohgosh! ~ its wednesday!</title><summary type='text'>was up at around eleven today but havent been doin anything much. Am really lookin forward to a boring day at home... *sigh* I brought up the matter of blogging to tjay the other day and he suggested that i make an entry daily so that i wont forget the things that i did so easily... Okie Folks! let's do a recap!! muahahahaSaturday: accoutred in my weekend outfit, went down to town and met up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105773570848443439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105773570848443439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105773570848443439' title='ohgosh! ~ its wednesday!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105740183881469852</id><published>2003-07-05T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:38.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday is here again</title><summary type='text'> What Is Your Animal Personality? brought to you by Quizillahey lookee here! i'm a puma! *roarrrr* i've always known i was an adorable kitty-cat anyway... LOL. but i wonder if all those characteristics are true...its 1825hrs and i have not showered... i probably stink but at this moment, i do not care. however, my face is gettin sticky and THAT is causing me some distress... harhar. YEs.. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105740183881469852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105740183881469852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105740183881469852' title='saturday is here again'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105738389463542943</id><published>2003-07-05T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:37.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa... i cannot remember!! </title><summary type='text'>am very very very guilty of not updating blog again. However, as much as i miss blogging, the novelty has worn off sumwhat and am now resigned to fate of updating blog only a couple of times a week at most. Was on the fone wif chacha in the wee hours of the morning and spent like halfanhour or more trying to figure out what i've been doing this past week. Where did the days go??? i think it was a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105738389463542943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105738389463542943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105738389463542943' title='whoa... i cannot remember!! '/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105706675351151889</id><published>2003-07-01T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:37.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems, problems, problems...</title><summary type='text'>You represent... hope.You're quite a daydreamer and can be a hopelessromantic.  You enjoy being creative and don'tmind being alone at times.  You have goals, andknow what you want in life... even if they area little far fetched. What feeling do you represent? brought to you by Quizillaguess i'm addicted to quizilla quizzes... Seriously, they are so quaint and cute, doncha think so??? i mean, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105706675351151889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105706675351151889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105706675351151889' title='Problems, problems, problems...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105671443220714878</id><published>2003-06-27T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:37.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurrah!!</title><summary type='text'>Congrats your CLAY AIKEN! Your Cute AND popular! Which American idol 2 are you? (pics included) brought to you by Quizillaps: i'm clay! i'm clay! *so happy!* i'm cute &amp; popular!! (erm... got meh??)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105671443220714878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105671443220714878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105671443220714878' title='hurrah!!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105668955881563778</id><published>2003-06-27T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:37.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another friday...</title><summary type='text'>have you ever slept wif the hope that tomorrow is a brand new day, with no worries, no hangups... that you will have a cathartic &amp; rejuvenating sleep and you HOpe that a better life awaits you? well, i DId and i'm guilty of having such delusions fer a number of nites already in these past few weeks... on the contrary, however, more often than not, i wake up feeling disconsolate and spiritless, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105668955881563778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105668955881563778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105668955881563778' title='another friday...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105666181323041581</id><published>2003-06-27T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia again...</title><summary type='text'>  What Is Your True Aura Colour? brought to you by Quizillai dont think i'm a violet becuz the description above does not seem to suit me at all. in reality, i am mostly pessimistic, an introvert and cannot be bothered about problems which do not pertain to myself... truly, i think this quiz result is fallacious and am determined to retake quiz and discover my REAL aura color. But on second </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105666181323041581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105666181323041581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105666181323041581' title='insomnia again...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105662512048943791</id><published>2003-06-26T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:37.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am Dory??? huh???</title><summary type='text'>hehe... A BIG hello to Blogmates (to those who continue to drop by to see whether i'm still alive &amp; kickin~) and other readers (are there any in de first place?? :P ) CAnNOt believe that it's already Thursday and when i looked thru my old BLog entries, the last time i wrote in was last friday!! whoa! thats like almost a week ago!! and let me tell you, i can't really remember anything much about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105662512048943791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105662512048943791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105662512048943791' title='i am Dory??? huh???'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105657420649360575</id><published>2003-06-26T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh... where have i disappeared to??</title><summary type='text'>i juz realised that i havent updated blog for days... erm.. let me amend that~ i am FULLy aware of that fact yet am too tired rite now to really write anything much. had a pretty long day... wat did i do today? hmmm... here's a clue: What Finding Nemo Character are You? brought to you by Quizillaps: i MISS writing in my blog!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105657420649360575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105657420649360575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105657420649360575' title='eh... where have i disappeared to??'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105612282581566735</id><published>2003-06-20T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i eat people!</title><summary type='text'>YOU EAT PEOPLE!!! what's YOUR deepest secret? brought to you by Quizillathe truth is out. i EAT people. LOL dats soooo farni but then, there are actually people who think dat's true! (Grrr!but more about my "cannibalism" later.) anyway, i actually missed making an entry on thursday and dat's a first! i was convinced, when i initially started blogging, that i wud NEver miss making a blog entry </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105612282581566735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105612282581566735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105612282581566735' title='i eat people!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105608470459855567</id><published>2003-06-20T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song of myself</title><summary type='text'>You tell me you know me;The way the cogs and the wheels turn in my head.When at night, I toss and turn in bed,Do you know what makes me sweat in my sleep?Do you know the secret fears I keep?You claim you know meBut I don’t even know myself.If I gaze upon my reflection,Who or what do you think I’ll see?Imperfection; staring back and taunting me?Is there more to it than meets the eye?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105608470459855567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105608470459855567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105608470459855567' title='song of myself'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105588319577370675</id><published>2003-06-18T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><summary type='text'>0423hrs. had sudden attack of insomnia. hence decided to update blog. maybe i need to release sumthing out of my system first before i cud get any shut-eye."relationships... like rainbows. beautiful but not long lasting." like my dear fren zechiel, kubz' off-hand remark has shaken me sumwhat. little truths wrapped up in simple words.have been staring at blank page of blog post for last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105588319577370675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105588319577370675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105588319577370675' title='insomnia'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105583317491256473</id><published>2003-06-17T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another tuesday...</title><summary type='text'>Innocent What's your sexual appeal? brought to you by Quizillahmmm.. how time flies. am trying to recall wat i did over the weekend but all events seemed pretty hazy. Saturday: went over to ed's pseudo-bbq-thingy n then had phototaking spree wif dopez &amp; sum other fellas. (as a rule, i dont like taking pictures but this was an exception! thanx dopez!) sunday: erm.. hung around jurong point wif </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105583317491256473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105583317491256473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105583317491256473' title='another tuesday...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105569801101186590</id><published>2003-06-16T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat kinda smile am i??? </title><summary type='text'>You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's alittle bit cocky and usually associated withevil or arrogant,but attractive people.Youprobably just don't give a damn,but it'severyone else's fault if you don't becauseyou're too awesome to have any real faults. What Kind of Smile are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105569801101186590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105569801101186590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105569801101186590' title='wat kinda smile am i??? '/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105564290778930469</id><published>2003-06-15T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about friendship, love &amp; other related stuff...</title><summary type='text'>woke up suddenly halfanhour ago wif this unpleasant feeling... a premonition u might even say... as if sumthing bad is gonna happen. went to the living room and chatted wif my mum abit but she didnt make me feel any better at all. thankfully, my dearest niece is already awake (yes, unlike me, that three-yr old is an early riser) and juz watching her, being the adorable doll that she is, put a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105564290778930469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105564290778930469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105564290778930469' title='about friendship, love &amp; other related stuff...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105562506646524551</id><published>2003-06-15T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:36.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderline?</title><summary type='text'>borderline Which Personality Disorder Do You Have? brought to you by Quizillaohdear.. i think quizilla quizzes are juz so qute! (hows that for alliteration?? :P ) Couldnt resist the temptation to try out their multitude of quizzes wif funky and peculiar names like "which xmen character are u?", "wats yr sex appeal?", which xmen wud u like to date?" etc etc. i think it's becoming an addiction..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105562506646524551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105562506646524551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105562506646524551' title='Borderline?'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105557324928523611</id><published>2003-06-14T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>defeated once more...</title><summary type='text'>i juz took this personality test whose link i found in drumgroovy's blog. Very surprising results. For one thing, i dont believe that i am HISTRIONIC or Dependent. i think i am more inclined towards being Paranoid or Schizoid. maybe even ANtiSocial wud be credible but.. histrionic??? (*scratches head*) muahahha... No need to take these online tests seriously anyway. i mean, it is totally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105557324928523611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105557324928523611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105557324928523611' title='defeated once more...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105557000506575594</id><published>2003-06-14T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:35.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disorder test...</title><summary type='text'>DisorderRatingParanoid:LowSchizoid:LowSchizotypal:ModerateAntisocial:LowBorderline:ModerateHistrionic:HighNarcissistic:HighAvoidant:ModerateDependent:HighObsessive-Compulsive:Moderate-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! --</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105557000506575594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105557000506575594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105557000506575594' title='disorder test...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105547756305498185</id><published>2003-06-13T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:35.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A first in a longggggg while!! Hurrah!!!</title><summary type='text'>Woke up just now and looked at the clock hanging on the wall above me... ten minutes to 10am. Cudnt believe my freakin eyes! got up and looked out of the window... the streets looked kinda dead. thought i was in twilight zone but.. wait! saw signs of life and neighbour upstairs could be heard hollering at imbecilic maid for like the umpteenth time this week. YEP, i'm AWAKE. THis is REal... HURRAH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105547756305498185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105547756305498185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105547756305498185' title='A first in a longggggg while!! Hurrah!!!'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105545219884899311</id><published>2003-06-13T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:35.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the wee hours of the morning...</title><summary type='text'>i am tired. My whole body is screaming in exhaustion. i know i shud be in bed right know, wif my eyes closed and my covers about me... but i cannot bring myself to do that. i feel as if there is a knot in my chest... and i am waiting for sumone to UNknot it for me. Was talking on the fone juz now.. let me amend that... Was LISteniNg more than i was talking. Have always been. Why is it so hard for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105545219884899311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105545219884899311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105545219884899311' title='in the wee hours of the morning...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105540164454786632</id><published>2003-06-12T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:35.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its already thursday...</title><summary type='text'>have been listening to siti nurhaliza's Bukan CInta Biasa over and over again (yes.. it's on REPEAT mode on my jukebox ;p) so that i could get the hang of the lyrics. What is it about siti and her voice which makes most people go GAga over her anyway?? Fortunately, i am NOT a siti fan and will never be Unless she develops some chutzpah like my xtina. muahahaha.. thankgod the probability of THAT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105540164454786632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105540164454786632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105540164454786632' title='its already thursday...'/><author><name>mister wan</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-5468134.post-105531246948246457</id><published>2003-06-11T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:34.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1356hrs.. my day has just begun...</title><summary type='text'>this is getting too aggravating...Evryday, since the exams ended ard 3 weeks ago, i've been sleeping late. VEry late. And i inadvertently end up waking up in the middle of the freakin afternoon... I dont really know the whys or hows but this has got to STOP! But... as convinced as i am that i have to end this vicious cycle, i am as powerless to prevent it. I mean, my entire circadian clock has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105531246948246457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5468134/posts/default/105531246948246457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inretrospek.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105531246948246457' title='1356hrs.. my day has just begun...'/><author><name>mister wan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
