<?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-5758621</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:29:59.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**~tWiNkLe sTaRs~**</title><subtitle type='html'>we rawk! haha.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-986479005603952613</id><published>2008-11-30T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T06:31:17.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i put this off long enough. I've moved:slimey.wordpress.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/986479005603952613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/986479005603952613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#986479005603952613' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8691858402981415434</id><published>2008-11-07T07:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:06:10.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just when I thought the term is ending, exams and work are flying in nice and thick. And just when I thought I have some time to breathe myself...well I guess I thought wrong. Extremely irrate and grumpy, not least with myself. *frownfrownFROWN*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8691858402981415434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8691858402981415434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#8691858402981415434' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5398320933414967528</id><published>2008-11-05T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:24:28.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was wondering why I was so irritated with some people......like a certain young adult who types even worst then my 16 year old sister (who actually types and writes pretty well) and is one of the best living proof of the failure of the Singaporean education system (even at the most elite levels)...and someone who tried to unload her unwanted things on me (and then i was so irritated at myself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5398320933414967528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5398320933414967528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5398320933414967528' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6654361891104237062</id><published>2008-11-04T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:58:15.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today corwin told me tht voice recorders cannot detect resonance. which just made me realise i've wasted the past 6 years wondering why my playing always sounds so hard. BECAUSE I TRUSTED THE VOICE RECORDERS . hmmm.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6654361891104237062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6654361891104237062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6654361891104237062' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-472432948499592311</id><published>2008-11-04T07:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:10:55.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to remember every single moment of this glorious term. Events, official and impromptu,  just come flying thick and fast and I love my classes e.t.c..t.c. (will continue anothr day)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/472432948499592311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/472432948499592311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#472432948499592311' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-657016107769384650</id><published>2008-11-03T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T03:56:59.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Halloween's over and it was good =) thanks everyone for helping out so so so much =))http://www.dailykos.com/storyonly/2008/11/1/151958/557/831/649050Sarah Palin's got pranked by a radio station in Canada. Somehow I feel kinda sad for her and I don't thikn her terok are as bad as the news make them out to be. maybe alot of attention she is drawing is just unfair.and is it appropriate for another </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/657016107769384650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/657016107769384650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#657016107769384650' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8149150599075525975</id><published>2008-10-31T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T03:11:52.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To all my friends who I've not replied your emails/calls/letters, this is an apology, cos it's been really relaly really overwhelming these 2 wks. BUT once today is over I'LL SEND THEM OUT FIRST THING TMR. I promise. Ofeee, i have so much to tell u! Remind me to tell you about a dream that I have about someone we know if I forget to in the email.Andandand even though not many mich people read </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8149150599075525975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8149150599075525975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8149150599075525975' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-399472908008729462</id><published>2008-10-30T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:25:39.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so happy today. And I want to remember what keeps me in good spirits.I mean there's the never ending and ever accumulating workload and a extremely shitty eecs exam results and a extremely gross be exam and a horribly uncompleted and minimal-efforted project 3, but I'm in such high spirits....(for really mundane reasons)So I overslept and felt really horrible in the morning cos I went for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/399472908008729462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/399472908008729462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#399472908008729462' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5158738200230944585</id><published>2008-10-26T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:08:46.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at 12, you are anxious as to whether your friends are still your friends and the worst thing that can happen to you is losing all your friends or not belonging to any clique.at 20, no matter your gender, that insecurity is still present (in everybody)i want to record all my msn nicks i make or want to make whilst doing this blasted project. just tonight alone:sqUAre, not sqAUre - because i spell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5158738200230944585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5158738200230944585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5158738200230944585' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-263876453740169184</id><published>2008-10-26T06:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T06:24:41.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Actually I should really really blog about fall break. Thanks to everyone who didn't leave there was never a mmoment when I was lonely...Thurs: Yuzhen called me and asked me out for a movie (Burn after reading) Random, but I rather enjoyed it. Not to mention it was a depressing night and I was feeling rather lonely...Fri: In the midst of rushing out BIT, arthur asked if I was bored enough to go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/263876453740169184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/263876453740169184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#263876453740169184' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5643112232172166114</id><published>2008-10-25T04:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T04:34:31.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm incredibly guilty cos i ignored someon'e desperate plea for help...sam's been bad.On an unrelated issue, I gave my grandmother a call again for the first time in weeks 2 nights ago. She said she was just thinking of me, and she dreamt of me the night before, and my calling her made her v v happy. (Makes me happy too =) When I gave her another call one night later she told me she related to my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5643112232172166114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5643112232172166114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5643112232172166114' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2429956215405618491</id><published>2008-10-24T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:26:53.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tmdtmdtmdtmdtmd</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2429956215405618491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2429956215405618491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2429956215405618491' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4731182686333329274</id><published>2008-10-24T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:12:19.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes its just nice to know that no matter what happens there'll be people behind me and I won't ever be lonely. no matter how insecure i can be about being lonely, deep deep really really deep down inside i know there'll always be people. good people who will watch out for me. at this rate, all the bad things in the world can happen but nothing will prob get me down.(nothing triggered this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4731182686333329274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4731182686333329274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4731182686333329274' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4830385957737824378</id><published>2008-10-21T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T14:33:08.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i promise never to laugh at people who cannot program again. PROMISE!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4830385957737824378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4830385957737824378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4830385957737824378' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3082839340798592723</id><published>2008-10-21T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:05:11.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i wish things were as simple and easy to implemnt as you describe. telling you about it and laughing over it makes me feel loads better and i wish wish WISH tht i could put just that into actionif there's anything i;m grateful for, its having very very close friends from everywhere. maybe i don't have altoaltoalotALOT of friends, but at least those tht i do are close =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3082839340798592723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3082839340798592723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3082839340798592723' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4019590979840392938</id><published>2008-10-19T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:57:47.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If everyone likes people that they can't get (fact of life. it's empirically proven), what happens? Do we all wait forever and ever, or do either party lower their standards. I don't really see happiness in lowering standards. And love triangles/rectangles/polygons don't exist. They're usually more like, never-ending upward-climbing spirals.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4019590979840392938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4019590979840392938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4019590979840392938' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2449464428267042625</id><published>2008-10-19T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:06:34.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>glorious fall break ahead =)))</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2449464428267042625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2449464428267042625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2449464428267042625' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-693558786966955010</id><published>2008-10-12T04:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T04:21:59.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...and it was another great day, this time spent basking in the warmth of the kerrytown sun.life's good this sem (maybe only till as the weather holds) and i'm lovin' every day of it.'strange now that I think of it, I really can't control my mood. It's so unexpected what puts me in a good mood.And another point: my most memorable times at RJ are about laughing and bantering with my friends and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/693558786966955010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/693558786966955010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#693558786966955010' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3934983209618998730</id><published>2008-10-10T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:01:13.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's becoming increasingly obvious what is more important to me, or perhaps, most important to me, in life.I used to think it was about being powerful and high flying and in school, that meant having very good results and the busiest schedule and the most powerful internships and all, but I recently realised that my main satisfaction doesn't come from that (should have realised it last year </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3934983209618998730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3934983209618998730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3934983209618998730' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6059385322576066029</id><published>2008-10-09T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:23:30.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was f.u.n. =)))Started off a horrible day, felt likei was drifting in and out of classes and home with no aim whatsoever. Until food fest meeting, and i went for dinner and felt v happy cos i think i need to expand my social circle. andit was a good dinner.thenthen went to ugli and then cse and THEN school of music where i met both corwin and kaijian, and corwin had the sonata for horn and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6059385322576066029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6059385322576066029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6059385322576066029' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5629551659689606604</id><published>2008-10-09T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:45:16.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to all my friends who i haven;t been contacting for some time ( i know u all read this): i'm sorry, i'm still alive, and i'll call/email/send letters to u soon (esp u ofe!! u dissappear i dissappear we don't know each other go where)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5629551659689606604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5629551659689606604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5629551659689606604' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8518870146101558268</id><published>2008-10-07T06:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T06:45:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lunchtime convo:Lubin: is there a Singaporean professor? Why isn't she in SSAJeff: cos she's not a student. She should set up a Singapore Professor Associationme:...and membership = 1...?Lubin: call it SPCAHAHA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8518870146101558268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8518870146101558268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8518870146101558268' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2735162068890760598</id><published>2008-10-07T05:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:29:36.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cricket in EECS 280 lecture hall (that's been there for the past month or so) makes me feel like I"m studying in the night safari and it just seems to go louder and louder as the hour and the half goes by.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2735162068890760598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2735162068890760598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2735162068890760598' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-346359297409056386</id><published>2008-10-06T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:14:29.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I've spent a bomb on all my jackets but I love every single one of them!!Those that I've bought since I came:1. Gear Michigan Blue Jacket: 30 Bucks. Soft material, nice sleeve ends (hemmed and not stretchy like hoodies), nice zip, with a nice waist. Basically this is all that I look for in a jacket. Bought end of last winter.2. Northface Down Jacket. about 200 bucks. Just the right length</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/346359297409056386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/346359297409056386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#346359297409056386' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6253167936482562753</id><published>2008-10-05T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:44:19.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hORRIBLE week:Monday - Rushed out all the omeowrk due on Tues. Math and AccountingTues - Rushed out be qUIZWed - Rushed out programming projectThurs: Rushed out programming project and studied for acc examFri: accounting examAfter v litle sleep and alot of adrenaline i can finally rest.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6253167936482562753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6253167936482562753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6253167936482562753' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4626641266429569824</id><published>2008-10-03T10:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:00:09.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Studying for accounting now and its damnnnn siannnnn.2. i realised watching tv makes me feel less lonely. Or at least doing stuff with TV on just gives me a sense of security. Even though it reduces my concentration.3. saw people's rj photos and feeling ratherrr nostalgic. wearing uniform again, where its almost always warm and sunny, running around campus, slacking around in study areas and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4626641266429569824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4626641266429569824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4626641266429569824' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3308580002272489814</id><published>2008-09-27T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:05:36.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With all the changes taking place in Singapore now, she's sounding increasingly exciting and somewhere I really want to be (thanks to facebook stalking). The arts scene is exploding; imo the performances and exhibitions that are being imported puts her on par with some of the most metropolitan cities. And what with F1 racing... ... The whole country is prob going thru massive facelift and I only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3308580002272489814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3308580002272489814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3308580002272489814' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5816864713981040162</id><published>2008-09-25T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:28:32.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my night: tailrecursiontempesttailrecursiontempesttailrecursiontempesttailrecursiontempesti  love my minors moremoremore than my majors.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5816864713981040162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5816864713981040162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5816864713981040162' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3325660265742547628</id><published>2008-09-24T13:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:30:36.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For some unexplained reason I'm deriving all the joy in my life now from practicing tempest over and over and over again. For one, walking into the music school gave me some unexplainable sense of pleasure, listening to the mish mesh of instruments (as well as voice) whilst walking through the maze of (unsoundproofed) practice rooms. Trumpets, violins, cellos, voice, pianos, harps, marimbas e.t.c</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3325660265742547628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3325660265742547628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3325660265742547628' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5376226676463935265</id><published>2008-09-23T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:21:46.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Every event just drives home the same point over and over again. I have a painful lack of social skills. Maybe the next course of action should be to quit bschool and hole up at home and talk to people i like on the phone until they get sick of me. Then I'll dig a hole and bury myself in it. End of story.I should stop thinking otherwise and try to go for this kind of stuff, thinking that the past</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5376226676463935265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5376226676463935265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5376226676463935265' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-1210733839628028574</id><published>2008-09-22T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:35:04.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh forgot! Last week was cedar poitn! home of the world's best roller coasters! I used to look at the scariest ones at disneyland and tell myself: siao ah, who wants to take those. but after cedar point those are pretty lame hehehe. Ranked in order of favourites (those that i tried only):maverick:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDqCvwb6e2k(world's best coaster of dunno what year, but certainly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1210733839628028574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1210733839628028574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1210733839628028574' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2202058072171285173</id><published>2008-09-21T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:04:47.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people's lives are too mundane for me to bother with. But I will still poke and prod around cos it gives me a mean satisfaction in gloating at their immaturity, the trivialities of their lives, the predicability (not that I'm very matured, but its good to know there are peers so much more immature than me *contented smile*)Went Birch run today and had a veryvery happyyy shopping spree. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2202058072171285173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2202058072171285173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#2202058072171285173' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8404647913060622031</id><published>2008-09-02T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:47:17.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>5 days of bliss are over =(Ann Arbor is filling up and I don't really like it. I feel unused to having to hang around so many people again. againagainagain =(Looking at all the freshman activities I'm prettyyy glad I'm no longer a freshie. So much social events going on you have to go for them to mix cos otherwise u'll be left home along with nothing to do too.felt homesick for awhile, all of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8404647913060622031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8404647913060622031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8404647913060622031' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2475208546258250371</id><published>2008-08-30T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:44:31.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Backkk to Ann Arbor. On Monday. I feel absolutely good that there is nothing on my agenda, having to wake up each day and every moment when I ask myself, what do I have to do today? The answer is nothing. Zilch.Took off from San Fran Airporton Sunday night and arrived on Monday morning. The only good thing I can think of the stooopid non existant service on american airlines is that my hatred for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2475208546258250371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2475208546258250371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2475208546258250371' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6105068345736327318</id><published>2008-08-24T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:29:17.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*drums fingers on table*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6105068345736327318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6105068345736327318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6105068345736327318' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2365962586533047494</id><published>2008-08-21T12:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:58:54.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ohh so much stuff to blog about.Namely,Beijing OlympicsLas VegasDisneyland - TodayUm...yeah but I've too much to do. Another day perhaps.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2365962586533047494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2365962586533047494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2365962586533047494' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4082904964535325999</id><published>2008-08-13T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:26:02.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>excerpts from the live commentary by nbc while watching the usa vs singapore table tenis team event live (read from top to bottom):I wonder if she was given the flag and told "Li Jia Wei, lead-the-way"....sorry, that only works with a proper pronunciation of her nameIn fact, Li was the flag bearer at the opening ceremonies.Li Jia Wei is world #6. She is very respected in Singapore.Looks like Wang</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4082904964535325999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4082904964535325999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4082904964535325999' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5832721980759261759</id><published>2008-08-13T08:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:42:07.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its uncanny. The last episode of Parental Guidance and the last episodes of xinhuaduoduokai coincides with the last wk of summer term. I've been coming back to 2601 college very eagerly every weekday as soon as i can (by 12.30) to catch these shows on tudou while hving lunch. and tis ending just as summer term ends.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5832721980759261759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5832721980759261759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5832721980759261759' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8423839120945342518</id><published>2008-08-10T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:57:16.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After 2 full days of nua-ing around, at 1.45 am, I'm finally getting the drive to work again, and concentrate. I think. (This will not do cos next term is not going to be an easy one!!!!)Met uncle and aunt at SanFran just now. Vsad to leave them, and it was a nice evening. Shopped at Chinatown, and my uncle bought me cherries, eggtarts, instant noodles (cos we're running out of freshfood and I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8423839120945342518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8423839120945342518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#8423839120945342518' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4422212991188949268</id><published>2008-08-09T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:14:33.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm really really really really going to miss Berkeley and I don't want to leave. Not even to go traveling. I really don't want summer school to end.I'm going to miss:Walking to Evans through tht route every morningThe friends I've made in class and my classmates in math55, even those I don't know well. They don't make me feel like an alien, they're nice, entertaining, interesting people who are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4422212991188949268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4422212991188949268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4422212991188949268' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-620856893606076947</id><published>2008-08-01T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:39:33.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 nights ago I had a damn wierd dream. it was so real!! I dreamt tht i was helping indiana jones in his quest against the nazis, and i was damn frightened cos i had to keep telling myself, this is real, i cannot get caught. started off in china (?!) somehow i was with them already (indy and another man and another woman) and we went to see the emperor t discuss strategy. the emperor is qianlong </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/620856893606076947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/620856893606076947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#620856893606076947' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4412484874631190834</id><published>2008-08-01T04:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T04:51:54.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I don't ask for advice, don't try and give it to me. Especially not that condescending tone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4412484874631190834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4412484874631190834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4412484874631190834' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-1223190142704631813</id><published>2008-07-27T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:01:50.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I loathe horrible English, especially on MSN, nowadays. I'm fine with people speaking in the vernacular. But its those sentence structures like, "You got fever?" that really get on my nerves. Or they make a point to end every sentence with Hor. And Siaaa. Its alright to throw a few natural Singlish words in, but its a whole new other thing to purposely make an effort to speak in Singlish. To me, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1223190142704631813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1223190142704631813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1223190142704631813' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3362723656949463497</id><published>2008-07-25T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:57:26.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>47 questions for discrete math *inserts omg emoticon*gsi: americans play too much. people from other coutnries study all the time ( i can attest to that)! back when i was in college (armenia) we kept asking the professors for more homework!student: don't they have tvs in armenia?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3362723656949463497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3362723656949463497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3362723656949463497' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6672378711113413017</id><published>2008-07-25T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:17:21.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I &lt;3 berkeley so much I don't want to return to Mich. Cos  here I feel more welcomed and less alienated. For the past year I've been wondering why is it so hard to mix with the americans. Must I alienate the Singaporeans in order to mix with the Americans? Must I adapt an American accent, abandon all other culture and adapt their culture, party, and follow the flow to mix with them. Or be cockish</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6672378711113413017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6672378711113413017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6672378711113413017' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6139169058320278477</id><published>2008-07-24T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:14:25.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>refusetoworkrefusetoworkrefusetoworkREFUSEEEE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6139169058320278477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6139169058320278477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6139169058320278477' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3396954797989736127</id><published>2008-07-23T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:49:27.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's wrong with the whole world of guys. Some are just so desperate to prove how grown up and matured they are, be it by forcing themselves to do what they can't disregarding the fact that they are putting people in danger, or maybe by pretending to enjoy seemingly adult substances and materials. All I can say is tht  I have nothing but detest, annoyance, and despise. I don't know what point </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3396954797989736127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3396954797989736127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3396954797989736127' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-7642556977624584616</id><published>2008-07-22T05:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:32:33.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phew. its over and it went quite well. Now I swear nvr to play hp poker in class again (even though i know i will starting tmr.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7642556977624584616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7642556977624584616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7642556977624584616' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3383621210384611282</id><published>2008-07-21T18:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:05:18.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Omg, when this %&amp;^ exam is over i have so much I plan to do. Swim, sleep, talk on the phone for long hours, watch tudou. I sorta took the time I have for granted for quite some time, since end of April. Haven't chionged or study for a long time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3383621210384611282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3383621210384611282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3383621210384611282' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8267418144514931753</id><published>2008-07-20T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:34:26.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm never going to have stranger Singaporeans live with me in my house next time. As rongsiu and i heard our tenent crying and arguing with her bf earlier tonight, as typical Singaporeans go...- i started feeding info from what I eavesdrop from the living room to her in the bedroom thru msn- log onto facebook and stalk her and her bf- start discussing her choice of haircuts and comparing then and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8267418144514931753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8267418144514931753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8267418144514931753' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6831776682379603597</id><published>2008-07-19T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:03:14.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recounting a rather luan lesson on Wed, as my armenian teacher was trying to explain fibonacci numbers with a story.f0 = 1f1 = 1f2 = 2f3 = 3 e.t.c."So assuming there's a robin on a tree in Year 0. And robins don't die. they jsut multiply. And somehow, in the next year, it gives rise to another robin....""HUH""Oh wait...I've got it wrong. That doesn't work."Another student: I think you should use </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6831776682379603597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6831776682379603597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6831776682379603597' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4209109681012550561</id><published>2008-07-16T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:03:15.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was rereading my oldoldold blogposts with wenjie one night. Omg I came to the stunning realisation that I blog like an ahlian (which wenjie agreed without hesitation). No kidding. With all the purpose mispelling of words. And the lingo back in the early 2000s amuse me. For eg, it was very liu xing to end every sentence with a "can": "I'M SO ANGRY CAN." Haha. Then there was this act emo period cos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4209109681012550561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4209109681012550561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4209109681012550561' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-1736196493161174909</id><published>2008-07-12T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:49:16.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was bloody surreal. First there was the rally. Then there was all the business with jctalks. And while this was going on there was a blackout. BLACKOUT. Really. To quote rongsiu: " I thought only nepal has blackouts" You'd think I'd learn from nepal and bring flashlights whereever I go, but blame it on my assumption that as the world's epitome of developed first world country, there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1736196493161174909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1736196493161174909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1736196493161174909' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2086441743879442926</id><published>2008-07-08T07:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T07:04:12.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everytime I open my email inbox a feeling of dread comes over me. First the number of new emails registers. Then as I open each one the feeling of responsibility grows larger and larger, and more burdensome. Slowly, I'll read each one to procrastinate replying them. After I'm done, I realise I have to reply them, collate the information, and I procrastinate this for tonight. After that, I then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2086441743879442926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2086441743879442926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2086441743879442926' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5033816997294675816</id><published>2008-07-06T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:49:16.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so another attempt at procrastination. Went to San Fran on Wed with Sharon cos it was free on the first Wed of the month. Took a bus down and I &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 Sanfran! Its a proper city, for one. Living in Singapore made me take propercities for granted. In states, there are places like, San Jose, which I went to last week. Or even Detroit, which they call a city, but its not really REALLY a city. No</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5033816997294675816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5033816997294675816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5033816997294675816' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6744403561537683601</id><published>2008-07-04T04:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T04:18:33.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to SanFran yest and it was greatgreatgreat!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6744403561537683601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6744403561537683601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6744403561537683601' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-221115091484837891</id><published>2008-07-02T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:53:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh i forgot..and kingdom hearts is AWAITING!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/221115091484837891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/221115091484837891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#221115091484837891' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8873139534478662972</id><published>2008-07-02T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:42:26.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*drums fingers on table* Hmm..Ladida. Berkeley is nice so far. Went to Stanford, Jelly Belly Factory, San Jose last Sat.  Weather aside, things are going rather swimmingly. School is rather confusing. I think its time to leave those intro classes behind and enter the realm of higher level classes where I need to put in effort. Finally. =S.Also, I swear this is the last time I'm organizing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8873139534478662972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8873139534478662972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8873139534478662972' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2593814067636571405</id><published>2008-06-28T03:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T03:53:20.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grr. I hate it when I come back and come online to find a hell load of offline msges but all of those people who I'd relaly like to speak to have all gone offline. Grrrrrrr. The time difference here is AWFUL. Peak hour in Singapore = My lesson time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2593814067636571405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2593814067636571405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2593814067636571405' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8644987874526319433</id><published>2008-06-25T05:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:01:04.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Removed that post cos it sounds pompous and provocative. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8644987874526319433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8644987874526319433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8644987874526319433' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-937500616217808256</id><published>2008-06-20T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:34:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's actually much to say but I don't have the time. I'd just briefly cover what I do have to say and be done with it Nepal:What I liked about this was the sponteniaty of it. Being in a small independent group meant there weren't pesky teachers telling us what can be done and what cannot be done. The fact that it was done through an travel agency meant that we paid which meant tht there was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/937500616217808256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/937500616217808256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#937500616217808256' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8958940871561919155</id><published>2008-05-22T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:01:44.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Much to say but I don't really want to blog. Hvae so much unsettled business to do for JC talks and Experiences'08 argh.In Tokyo now and I love it.Its modern and SUPER high tech and always bustling and full of people. There aren't as many beggers as in New York. The people all look modern and fresh, even the aunties. First thing tht struck me was how widespread the butt washer is. Can even adjust</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8958940871561919155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8958940871561919155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8958940871561919155' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6777361746105176333</id><published>2008-05-12T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:52:04.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish I didn't sign to go nepal : (I wish I didn't have to do summer school : (I can feel my days here in my comfortable home dwindling and ending : ( I don't want to leave!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6777361746105176333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6777361746105176333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6777361746105176333' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3692908239844484189</id><published>2008-05-04T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:59:51.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blog post! for ann!So...Left Ann Arbor on thurs. Mad rush. madmadmadmad rush.SSA meeting ended at about 11 on Wed night, packed packed packed till 5 am the next morning. Somehow my estimate of 1 box 2 luggages was a gross underestimate. I ended up with 10 articles of baggage to move into Bradford storage. Then started to rush my paper out. Rushrushrush till 8 am, met eastquaddies for breakfast. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3692908239844484189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3692908239844484189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3692908239844484189' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6388673327292755162</id><published>2008-04-21T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:05:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One more day! And I'll be Home! With a capital H! Not too bad a semester I have to say, I love all my subjects, they didn't require much effort which I;m glad for cos I;m already really fatigued and all. Met new great people and I'm managed to culturally enrich myself!One thing I really appreciate Ann Arbor for is their liberal culture. There is't a place as accepting as here. Ann Arbor totally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6388673327292755162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6388673327292755162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6388673327292755162' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4081911905747703192</id><published>2008-04-18T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:55:30.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's amazing where restlessness takes you. At the witching hour between yest and today, xiaowei whipped out a box of BEANBOOZLED for the beanboozled challenge.Rules of the Game:What happens is there are 10 different coloured beans in the bag. And for every colour, there are 2 possibilities as to what the flavour is. I.e. a cream coloured bean can be caffe latte or earwax. a black one maybe be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4081911905747703192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4081911905747703192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4081911905747703192' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6268111719938772525</id><published>2008-04-16T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:42:58.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>End of classes - i love my classes this term alotaltoalot. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6268111719938772525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6268111719938772525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6268111719938772525' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-7851252244835837216</id><published>2008-04-14T09:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T09:35:41.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>America has made me lazy. No doubt I'm studying less and getting sian faster now than I ever did. *drums fingers*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7851252244835837216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7851252244835837216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7851252244835837216' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-482516445418227385</id><published>2008-04-09T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T02:05:51.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Suddenly, like REALLY suddenly, I see alot more meaning in my life now then in my life last time. As much as I would love to return to a life where I slack around in Singapore visiting shopping malls and doing frivolous stuff, I know I won't be satisfied. Strage how I only JUST realise it. I think its the college education.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/482516445418227385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/482516445418227385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#482516445418227385' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8964105408532429684</id><published>2008-04-08T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T12:15:35.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Few random lines to update my life since I'm so boredddddd with econ1. Physics angmohs are cute. VERY cute. *heart pumps veryvery fast*2. I found the Way. (i.e. I aced another religion quiz! :))3. Weather's alot better. Flowers are blooming birds are chirping sun is shining people decked in sunglasses and shorts are lazing on the grass patches. In other words it's resembling the opening from a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8964105408532429684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8964105408532429684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8964105408532429684' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2068130072911650974</id><published>2008-03-31T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:35:44.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memories of Home:Row of shophouses along Upper BUkit Timah Road...going there with my dad on some nights5Star CHicken along Chuntin Road- going there with parentsGhimMOh food centre and Bukit Timah Food Centre - going there with familyWatching dramas with grandmother in her room on windy nightsArcade gaming in DhobyGhaut, Marina, Suntec, or any other random heartland mallDriving along BukitBatok </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2068130072911650974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2068130072911650974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2068130072911650974' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6762118505760165517</id><published>2008-03-30T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T13:26:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It wasn't obvious earlier, but my attitude towards life is soo different now compared to jc days. And it also isn't obvious, but its reflected in my moods, actions, emotions, and interactions. Perhaps its the people. In some cases maybe its mutual, but ppl tht click are a rare breed these days.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6762118505760165517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6762118505760165517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6762118505760165517' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-9019659900023796989</id><published>2008-03-29T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:57:34.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I absolutely admire musicians, instrumentalists, composers, or otherwise. Music is like beauty on a higher level. Whoever can appreciate such beauty and ingenuity cannot have any ill intentions. It makes everyone and everything else seem so frivolous and inconsequential. (here's looking at you. and you. and you and you and you *sticks tongue out*) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/9019659900023796989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/9019659900023796989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#9019659900023796989' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4983643582902062941</id><published>2008-03-25T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:39:32.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its strange how some people hit the nail on the head at times without realising it. On my part, I never thought it was that obvious. I suppose people are sharper then I think.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4983643582902062941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4983643582902062941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4983643582902062941' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-7361535569588305871</id><published>2008-02-15T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T06:48:41.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In ASIAN religion lecutre now, some random people dressed in pink pjs and pink scarves just ran into the lecture theater and randomly gave out sweets. The prof was ike, oh! The Valentine Bandits! Haha, amusements of an American unviersityONe day, when I was about 5, or 6, and I was happily watching TV in my grandmother's house, I realised I was radiating heat, for no reason or another. It didn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7361535569588305871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7361535569588305871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7361535569588305871' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6502389063569500106</id><published>2008-02-03T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T12:31:12.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes when I'm standing at the window of someone's dorm in Baits, looking down atop the hill at the lights above pierpont and dude, I inadvertably remind myself of my childhood spent happily in my  grandmother's house in Serangoon, where I  sometimes stood at the window of her flat on the 8th floor, looking down upon the brightly litted Serangoon central. I remember the night air always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6502389063569500106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6502389063569500106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6502389063569500106' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4527779992335462003</id><published>2008-01-31T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T14:09:31.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In rochester noww. Rochester as a city is nice. Outskirts is quiet, or rather the part i've been to is quiet. The laboratory of laser energectics has a relaly nice environment, kinda like an English countryside...abit lah. The city realli looks like a city, nowhere near new york or chicago, but at least sky scrapers, and abit of noise.I consider myself really really really lucky to land this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4527779992335462003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4527779992335462003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4527779992335462003' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-1972518683586422113</id><published>2008-01-07T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T03:45:55.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back in ann arborhello againweather's erraticno comments. as always.beautyworld soundtrack!thnx bec!no incentive to post photos on facebook whatsoevermaybe i'm less narcissitic then i thoughtplethora of movies i would like to watchis there time?school is starting has startedscareeddddd.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1972518683586422113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1972518683586422113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1972518683586422113' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-5885959996606049764</id><published>2008-01-02T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:46:11.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2008 has arrived. Happy New Year to all, and may everyone have a great year ahead =)Newyear at Times Sq was an experience to e experineced. I.e. do it once, and don't do it again. Went at 4.30 to get a spot on the 47th street. People start filling up on sections on the 43rd street to about 55th street, I reckon 47th street ain;t too bad. I thought our spot wasn't too bad. Managed to move and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5885959996606049764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/5885959996606049764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5885959996606049764' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2471132709322531603</id><published>2007-12-28T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T13:40:24.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7 days in Orlando and 4 of which in theme parks...theme parks overkill, no doubt, but I'm lovin' every minute of it *contented grin*Strangely enough, the first step into the park I felt kinda extravagent. I mean, all the materials and manpower and energy guzzling machines...FRIVOLOUS!!!! The laser shows and fire effects shooting rightt into the sky, not to mention the big space its taking up. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2471132709322531603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2471132709322531603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2471132709322531603' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6686812422126626218</id><published>2007-12-22T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T14:23:03.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I was young, and I knew about atrocities, violence, crimes, that happened, there were 2 ways I comforted myself. 1. These things happened in the past. Society has matured; no one does barbaric acts anymore. 2. No country will allow such things to happen anymore. (How could they?) People are sure to step in.When I grew older, I was still naiively sure of those facts. The UN will step in, or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6686812422126626218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6686812422126626218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6686812422126626218' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-1385904991688992043</id><published>2007-12-18T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:34:19.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Examshave been over for a week and these few days have just been spontaneousity in its purest!Tues was boring. Did a couple of household chores...Once xinyi and shuying were let off we spontaneously went to eat ice cream and a banana split. and then we spontaneously went to north. and spontaneously went to find mel and girl talk. and spontaneously went to john's house to surprise him at 12+ on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1385904991688992043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/1385904991688992043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1385904991688992043' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3067856163470406860</id><published>2007-11-27T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T14:31:56.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel v v v blessed. Had dinner at Chinagate today with yijie yingyi adolphus xinyi rongsiu yuzhen shuying eugene and had kinda my birthday celebrated for the third time =D V touched, toronto people gave me a 3d cnn tower (1.52 m tall) which I;m supposed to assemble (and I can't wait=P ) And then pat came with a Stucchi's ice cream cake and we all went to Stucchi's to eat. Had a terrible time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3067856163470406860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3067856163470406860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3067856163470406860' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-552301000998491444</id><published>2007-11-26T05:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:48:03.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday was nice. I was really touched...kevin xiao wei sze yen guo lu rachel came to my room with 2 tubs of ben and jerry's and a big box and we spontaneously sat down and ate ice cream. Then after crapping awhile...i asked xiao wei whose box was it tht she brought in...and she said, its not hers. and kevin said, its not his too. And then I didn't think too much about it, but kevin kept muttering</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/552301000998491444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/552301000998491444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#552301000998491444' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-7978956059049878738</id><published>2007-11-21T06:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T06:53:36.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>going to my neighbour;s house to spend my first thanksgiving until sunday. *waves a cheery goodbye* miss u all people =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7978956059049878738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7978956059049878738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7978956059049878738' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4565509598039202662</id><published>2007-11-19T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T02:08:32.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weekend's OVER. But weekend was funfunfunfunfun. haha, woke up at 11+ on sat after the 5 am talk with xinyi and guolu on fri. Went to chinagate with mengfei and then to the arcade and SHE ROCKS AT IT. Won like 800++ tickets and now I've got a cute furry monkey. =DDDAfter that rongsiu and i headed down to north to study, played around in duderstadt for a few hours and at 12 (or so) keith xinyi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4565509598039202662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4565509598039202662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4565509598039202662' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8020834937474039176</id><published>2007-11-18T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T05:01:24.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its sat morning again! Fri was as usual, FUNNN. Walked out of the lab at 5 feelng LIBERATED as usual, and made my way to the pool to swim for an hour. Then went to easthall for CelebrAsia, stoned with yuzhen shuying rongsiu. Btw, the food was GOOD. Loved MSA's goreng pisang and CSA's fried rice, cooked the way it should be (and not the dorm's crappy version).Dropped by the pep rally for awhile b4</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8020834937474039176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8020834937474039176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8020834937474039176' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-107246854698424682</id><published>2007-11-12T06:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T06:59:09.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*yawns* very bad, spent the whole day in bad, but in view of the fact midterms is over and I don't have much chnace to do this, i think its pefectly justifiable.Updates on life: I downloaded supermario after much effort. YAY. Friday was fun (as usual) Went swimming with xiaowei after urop, and then we went for dinner with all singaporean freshmen at saigon garden (love the fried rice and the beef</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/107246854698424682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/107246854698424682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#107246854698424682' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-6782863863807627851</id><published>2007-10-27T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:48:57.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEYYY!Long time since I've last been here, but just want to track how much life has changed since then =)1. I'm enjoying my lessons. Not the lesson per se, but the subject matter and stuff, and i carn wait to take more interseting courses next term, and the term after next, and the term after next and after next and after next.2. weather here is RELALY erractic. (well i'm continuing the post onli</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6782863863807627851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/6782863863807627851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6782863863807627851' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-9202668757265186655</id><published>2007-10-17T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:20:38.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm Happy. Happy with a capital H. For the first time since I reached AnnArbor. Chicago was GREAT. I never laughed like that since touching down. I never felt so exuberant just looking at skyscrapers. I think Chicago is prettier then Manhatten, but it could only be because when I went to Manhatten I cam e from Singapore, now I'm going to Chicago from AnnArbor which is a bloody ulu town. I never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/9202668757265186655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/9202668757265186655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#9202668757265186655' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-7657558041640339357</id><published>2007-10-02T08:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T08:38:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reading chat logs from last year. I can't beleive how immensely happy and carefree I sounded before As, during As and after As. And thinking of that just can't help but bring tears (I know that sounds stupid). Don't tell me this permanently marks the end of my happy carefree years...Thinking of those times when everyone in the class takes the same subjects, and even though we always said we were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7657558041640339357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7657558041640339357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7657558041640339357' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-899933066710799754</id><published>2007-09-11T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:49:25.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our song:怎么去拥有一道彩虹怎么去拥抱一夏天的风天上的星星笑地上的人总是不能懂不能知道足够如果我爱上你的笑容要怎么收藏要怎么拥有如果你快乐不是为我会不会放手其实才是拥有当一阵风吹来风筝飞上天空为了你而祈祷而祝福而感动终于你身影消失在人海尽头才发现笑着哭最痛那天你和我那个山丘那样的唱着那一年的歌那样的回忆那么足够足够我天天都品尝着寂寞才发现笑着哭最痛wo…如果你快乐再不是为我知足的快乐叫我忍受心痛=(( Reminds me too much of home and 'm STILL missing home and my holidays. Was reading a junior's blog and I realised, omg, its nearing THEIR end of sch and ours is only just beginning. The 8 mths</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/899933066710799754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/899933066710799754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#899933066710799754' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-7474720023165692996</id><published>2007-09-07T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T15:09:20.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>really tired but i'll stil lspare some time to blog.even though almost all my entries so far are reminiscing about home and i really am missing home, i'm not craving too badly. adapting quite comfrotbaly here, imo.was thinking about my childhood today. i.e. ages 0-6. and i realised the onli regret i have in life is that those best years of my life, i didn't recognise them. i didn't recognise them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7474720023165692996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7474720023165692996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7474720023165692996' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-7588348185185229107</id><published>2007-09-01T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:37:26.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Want to recount everything that happened:Travelled to Ontario, Canada, to the Niagara Falls (Ni-Ah-Grah). Took the Maid of the Mist nearer the falls, and got splashed! And then we walked on the Rainbow Bridge from Canada to USA (New York State) and back to Canada again! The town Niagara in Canada is ROCKING. Casinos, Hard Rock Cafe, Marvel Comics Store, Hersheys Megastore...reached home at 2am. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7588348185185229107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/7588348185185229107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7588348185185229107' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2965462775815857106</id><published>2007-08-26T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:18:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things are moving a leetleee wee bit faster...carn wait for sch to start...Americans are really obese.weathers a lil cooler, but i may have spoken too soonargh things are still moving too slowly. i want things to MOVE.Oh i like watchin th will you mtv..reminds me of ket and our sg tour and i still think saf is cool =P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2965462775815857106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2965462775815857106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2965462775815857106' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-2010468293612932719</id><published>2007-08-24T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T19:07:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, and these 8 mths actually have been v v fulfilling. Actually not 8 mths. Considering Alvls ended 20 something Nov, its about9 mths...Did quite abit.Travelled - HK (Nov), Beijing (Dec), NY (Jan), Bintan (Apr), Seoul (Jul), Sg (Aug) - hey sg tour counts kTravelled alone with FRIENDS (NY)Travelled ALONE, like, TOTALLY ALONE to New Jersey from NY, and in Seoul. Like, all by myself.Learnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2010468293612932719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/2010468293612932719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2010468293612932719' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-8088887693858627806</id><published>2007-08-24T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:44:02.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3rd day in Ann Arbor. Missing home, its hot, campus is not tht pretty, america is not as dry and cold as you think. As a matter of fact, its hot and smewhat humid ( my hair ain't drying) but the people are as obese. Think the level of development of a place should be measured by how progressive the stationary they sell. I mean, hello, writing determines how civilised you are and if you sell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8088887693858627806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/8088887693858627806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8088887693858627806' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-852973484441703027</id><published>2007-08-23T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:08:23.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8 mth break has came to an end...alot of things completed, fulfilled, and alot f people to thank. And my boyfriend to tribute. And what i've been doing since I left Sg. When I'm thru with the individual emails and photo sending =D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/852973484441703027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/852973484441703027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#852973484441703027' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-3382645689385055753</id><published>2007-08-21T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T11:59:45.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit: added more things to the end]Alright, first things first:Have to really really thank ALL my friends, esp pig, ket, ofe, huimin, mei for being so understanding and putting up with my horrendous scheduling esp in the past 2 mths. Thanks alot for putting up with all my tardiness in meeting all of you and inflexibility of schedules just cos I insisted on working right up to the day before I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3382645689385055753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/3382645689385055753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3382645689385055753' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758621.post-4907760048881960297</id><published>2007-08-18T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T08:39:09.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so sad my temp job stint is finally comin to an end. The people are so nice and the environment is so relaxed...Its so fun being a temp but the sad fact is, not only can't I take temping as a career (=P), its only fun when i'm young. (Can you imagine being a temp at 30?)And I love being 19 in general. IF even 20 somethings are feelng old, its hih time to appreciate being still 19.I'm going to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4907760048881960297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758621/posts/default/4907760048881960297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-freaks.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4907760048881960297' title=''/><author><name>wheat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15105014957861065989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
