<?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-5547868</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:24:40.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitary stranger.</title><subtitle type='html'>Here I lay me down to sleep
Amidst the feeling of defeat
Whereto sorrow lays claim to weep
And true tears belie false deeds.


</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-1422835938047138986</id><published>2008-05-14T05:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:46:15.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Farewell my black balloonLet the weather have it's way with youFarewell my black balloon, let the weather have it's way with youFarewell myBlack balloon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1422835938047138986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=1422835938047138986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/1422835938047138986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/1422835938047138986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2008/05/farewell-my-black-balloon-let-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-584019863343386021</id><published>2008-04-13T08:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T09:00:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best is yet to be</title><summary type='text'>Grow old along with me!The best is yet to be,The last of life, for which the first was made:Our times are in His handWho saith "A whole I planned,Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!''</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/584019863343386021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=584019863343386021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/584019863343386021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/584019863343386021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2008/04/grow-old-along-with-me-best-is-yet-to.html' title='the best is yet to be'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-5018463627006012344</id><published>2008-03-28T02:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:31:59.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Qu'est-ce que je ferai maintenant? personne ne peux me dire..</title><summary type='text'>Close to one year ever since my last post, I'm finally in Paris. And I've been here for the past 3 months. Life's become both more complicated and easy at the same time that it's hard to see where one starts and the other leaves off. I needed an outlet of sorts, so it's back to reviving the deadblog which hopefully stays dead except for my thoughts of the moment. University has taken a bit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5018463627006012344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=5018463627006012344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/5018463627006012344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/5018463627006012344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2008/03/quest-ce-que-je-ferai-maintenant.html' title='...Qu&apos;est-ce que je ferai maintenant? personne ne peux me dire..'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-4159387010380529832</id><published>2007-05-23T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:33:46.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With every mistake we must surely be learning.. still, my guitar gently weeps</title><summary type='text'>Overdue updates as usual:Just got back from a short trip to Hong Kong with Reina :) And I've gotten the place which I have long coveted in the American University of Paris. But lo and behold, who would have thought (riiight), now that I've gotten it and the excitement has worn off, reality's setting in. A few things have been plaguing me ever since I received news of my acceptance -1) a hefty SGD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4159387010380529832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=4159387010380529832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/4159387010380529832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/4159387010380529832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2007/05/with-every-mistake-we-must-surely-be.html' title='With every mistake we must surely be learning.. still, my guitar gently weeps'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-2003690558026678337</id><published>2007-04-04T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:18:06.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Bade Me Welcome</title><summary type='text'>Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,Guilty of dust and sin.But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slackFrom my first entrance in,Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioningIf I lacked any thing."A guest," I answered, "worthy to be here";Love said, "You shall be he.""I the unkind, ungrateful? Ah my dear,I cannot look on Thee."Love took my hand, and smilingly did reply,"Who made the eyes but I?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2003690558026678337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=2003690558026678337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/2003690558026678337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/2003690558026678337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-bade-me-welcome.html' title='Love Bade Me Welcome'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-6820023613905649568</id><published>2006-12-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:10:35.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last, long update before I leave.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, ironically, Xmas eve is the only time I've had to myself so far. A whole day's worth of self-recharging and thinking. I was looking through some old pictures from my May/June Europe trip and I realized I haven't yet updated fully about it as I said I would, especially the not-so-good parts. People have also been asking me about backpacking in Europe and so, whatever I can recall for now, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6820023613905649568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=6820023613905649568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/6820023613905649568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/6820023613905649568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-long-update-before-i-leave.html' title='Last, long update before I leave.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/RY7LvNR7fZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DSZrraG5eVI/s72-c/Europe+route+map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-116421564314680755</id><published>2006-11-23T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:42:18.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Et tel une sentinelle..</title><summary type='text'>And so finally, after 5 months... Where the hell have I ended up you may ask.Still in sunny, sunny Singapura. NUS, to be more exact.It's strange that even after so long, 3/4's of my friends think I'm either a) still living it up in Shanghai, b) studying in San Francisco, or c) backpacking in some unknown developing country. But I guess that's what happens when you return and don't bother to renew</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/116421564314680755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=116421564314680755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/116421564314680755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/116421564314680755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/11/et-tel-une-sentinelle.html' title='Et tel une sentinelle..'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-115029705479462591</id><published>2006-06-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:02:17.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mambo Italiano!</title><summary type='text'>Aha! And so, I'm in Milan now and I finally have a day-off from all the backpacking and moving around because lo and behold, I sprained my back yesterday :( Arghhh. Now I cant turn left at all, and I sound a whole lot like Julius Caesar with that "stand on my right side and speak" phrase of his. Europe has been so absolutely amazing so far!!! AHHH. Molto bene!! What with the World cup that just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/115029705479462591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=115029705479462591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/115029705479462591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/115029705479462591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/06/mambo-italiano.html' title='Mambo Italiano!'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-114736785745480787</id><published>2006-05-12T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T01:17:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backpacking Europe</title><summary type='text'>Off to Paris tomorrow night, for about two weeks to cover Versailles and Fontainebleau, then it's moving down to Marseilles, the Rhone Alps and Southern France for the Cannes Film Festival, Cote D'Azur. Milan, Florence, Venice after that, and maybe if I've the time and cash still at that point - Edinburgh last. Won't be back till the 28th of June, but I'll still be contactable cos my phone's with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/114736785745480787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=114736785745480787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114736785745480787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114736785745480787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/05/backpacking-europe.html' title='Backpacking Europe'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-114590245248765908</id><published>2006-04-25T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:21:20.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Thailand!</title><summary type='text'>Just a short clip of Chiang Mai and Phuket mainly. Did it for his birthday today. The first part is of him driving us all the way up to the highest mountain in Chiang Mai for the Water Festival and Temple. There's even a part mid-way through our Thai Cooking lesson which we signed up for :) The attempts to eat the raw ingredients haha. The rest of it's just bits and pieces of us either drinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/114590245248765908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=114590245248765908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114590245248765908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114590245248765908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-from-thailand.html' title='Back from Thailand!'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-114502481287911490</id><published>2006-04-14T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T22:26:52.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand for a week</title><summary type='text'>Leaving for Chiang Mai and Phuket tomorrow! :) See you guys on the 23rd when I get back, haha!! Exams start on the 26th though, so you won't be seeing me till after! xx</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/114502481287911490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=114502481287911490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114502481287911490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114502481287911490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/04/thailand-for-week.html' title='Thailand for a week'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-114456558369934247</id><published>2006-04-09T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T19:27:40.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastard Taxi Driver.</title><summary type='text'>He stole my phone!!! :( My brand new l'amour one at that. That spineless driver. I am so pissed off right now. All my contacts from all over including shanghai and backpacking are gone. So are all the important info that I've saved in my phone. I don't write things down so all the addresses and id passwords plus numbers are all in it. Shit. I hate that guy. Don't feel like thinking about it now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/114456558369934247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=114456558369934247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114456558369934247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114456558369934247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/04/bastard-taxi-driver.html' title='Bastard Taxi Driver.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-114398701888531865</id><published>2006-04-02T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T03:39:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Details, details, details..</title><summary type='text'>Oops, it's been awhile, too caught up with school you see! Hahah. Anyway, update before the pics are up!I'm on way to Vietnam again in about two weeks time! Sapa and Hoi An, to be exact. That means, the in the Study week right before my exams, actually. HA. Oh well, I'll probably live to regret this, but then again, at least I know I'm making the most of my life and youth! School's been okay so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/114398701888531865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=114398701888531865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114398701888531865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114398701888531865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/04/details-details-details.html' title='Details, details, details..'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-114007846875801110</id><published>2006-02-16T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:01:14.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times.</title><summary type='text'> clockwise from top left: Rachel, Riki, Rebecca and I in the cab to MOS. Us plus Hana the birthday girl at Dblo (notice the increasingly bad camera aim by then haha). Part of the birthday group, while the others busied themselves with freeflow. My one and only japonais geisha! Riki :)Hana's 22nd birthday last night. Wasn't supposed to go out cos I had to wake up at 7 the next day for an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/114007846875801110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=114007846875801110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114007846875801110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/114007846875801110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-times.html' title='Good times.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113800030358245532</id><published>2006-01-23T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:11:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus Accommodation</title><summary type='text'>I just got notified that I've been offered a place in Temasek Hall!!! Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh babyyyy. This is a-fricking-mazing. :D All's well that ends well eh. Here's to more autonomy in the days to come :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113800030358245532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113800030358245532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113800030358245532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113800030358245532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/01/campus-accommodation.html' title='Campus Accommodation'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113703793555702445</id><published>2006-01-12T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T12:06:43.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting School at NUS</title><summary type='text'>Okay so here's the update. I've managed to secure a place in NUS starting this semester! Wooohooo. No more waiting till July. Although it is kind of lonely when you start school in Semester 2 and miss out on Mass Orientation and what not. Everyone seems to know everyone already, even the exchange students have their own form of introduction to school or each other. To add to the list of problems,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113703793555702445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113703793555702445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113703793555702445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113703793555702445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/01/starting-school-at-nus.html' title='Starting School at NUS'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113619730162979719</id><published>2006-01-02T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:33:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued.</title><summary type='text'>  A few pictures from the shoot with Quentin as the photographer and Shannon, the designer :) B. and I. Angsy and I at Mama Han's xmas party. Joey and Ed, from Hong Kong. Our bus driver on his sleep shift haha! Having a beer with some friends from New Zealand.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113619730162979719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113619730162979719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113619730162979719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113619730162979719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/01/continued.html' title='Continued.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113619363340593096</id><published>2006-01-02T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:47:46.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Vietnam.</title><summary type='text'>Bert and Baptiste having some Bia Hoi.School children outside the DMZ museum getting all excited over having their picture taken, haha. The interior of Notre Dame Cathedral.Joey and I with My Hanh, one of the vietnamese friends we made in Mui Ne.In Ho Chi Minh. Sitting on the beach in Mui Ne - love it.Our second day in Hanoi!The things I've been up to these past few months. Haven't uploaded the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113619363340593096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113619363340593096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113619363340593096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113619363340593096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-from-vietnam.html' title='Back from Vietnam.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113379656211932131</id><published>2005-12-05T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T05:12:12.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom, and life can show no joy for me</title><summary type='text'>** What a miserable post, it'd be better off deleted.If you try to play with life, life will end up playing with you. You waste your youth in foolish adventure, and soon you will have nothing to show for your youth. You turn your back on society, and society refuses to take you back..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113379656211932131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113379656211932131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113379656211932131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113379656211932131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-sinks-my-heart-in-hopeless-gloom.html' title='When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom, and life can show no joy for me'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113343621215177736</id><published>2005-12-01T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T20:38:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lover's gone</title><summary type='text'>We argued on the channel train to ParisThe vin rouge helped us make it sweet againBut by the time we got down to LyonEverything I said was wrong and you cursed me in the rainWe split up for a while in BarcelonaWe met up six days later in MadridI was hoping that the break would make things go a little betterAnd for a little while it almost didNow I'm in a bar in CopenhagenTrying hard to forget </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113343621215177736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113343621215177736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113343621215177736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113343621215177736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-lovers-gone.html' title='My lover&apos;s gone'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113257254275355144</id><published>2005-11-21T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:34:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Never thought I would say this, but I'm spoilt for choice. Half of me wants to stay in Singapore cos everyone is here, but it's that same reason that propels me to go overseas to complete my university degree. Sydney isn't all that bad, the people are nice and the city's upbeat..but I just don't seem to be feeling it at all. Maybe it's just too early and I haven't actually had enough time to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113257254275355144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113257254275355144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113257254275355144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113257254275355144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/11/never-thought-i-would-say-this-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-113163674207220463</id><published>2005-11-10T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T23:32:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydneyyyy.</title><summary type='text'>Flying off to Sydney tomorrow! Yeaaaargh! Haha. See you guys on the 24th when I get back. We'll partay then. I've got the whole house to myself for a week. And just what does that entail...? ;) Hmmm. After that, it's fighting bird flu in Vietnam till Christmas day itself, for me. But seriously, the spread of bird flu is scaring me quite a bit, seeing that the chances of things mutating whilst I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/113163674207220463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=113163674207220463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113163674207220463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/113163674207220463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/11/sydneyyyy.html' title='Sydneyyyy.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-112850847995427815</id><published>2005-10-05T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T18:37:40.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Society of Others.</title><summary type='text'>***I have decided to reveal nothing about my recent experiences to the little priest. The less he knows, the less trouble I will bring down upon him should things go wrong. However he clearly wants to talk about something, so in the interests of keeping the conversation focused on him rather than on me we talk about being a musician and being a priest and before I can apply the brakes we're onto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/112850847995427815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=112850847995427815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112850847995427815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112850847995427815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/10/society-of-others.html' title='The Society of Others.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-112689200613768819</id><published>2005-09-17T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T02:35:03.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholia.</title><summary type='text'>Fuck. Why couldn't I bring myself to say everything I wanted to say to you for the last time. There you were speaking of everything I was thinking about but too damned chicken or prideful to voice. And now that you're gone, I sit around melancholic and regret my decision. How fucked up is that. I don't even know how you affect me like you do. You should be boarding the plane by now. And here I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/112689200613768819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=112689200613768819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112689200613768819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112689200613768819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/09/melancholia.html' title='Melancholia.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-112384632227173452</id><published>2005-08-12T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T19:41:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Glad to have been catching up on lost time with dearest Anggg again the past few days! Haha. Going out nonstop and laughing like mad cows as usual :) I had to show my friend, Emanuel, around too, cos it's his first time in sg, so after a day of sightseeing and such, Angsy finally joined in and we all ended up at newsroom freeloading off the vodka there! Haha. Anyway, left for Attica after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/112384632227173452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=112384632227173452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112384632227173452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112384632227173452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/08/glad-to-have-been-catching-up-on-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-112332182947344289</id><published>2005-08-06T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:25:17.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Global Nomad.</title><summary type='text'>Coming back home is the hardest thing to do.Some people say the only culture shock they really got was when they returned home.How true.-------------------------------------------------------------------Watch your thinking change over time:What does "home" mean to you?What do you like or hate about your own culture?Who are your real friends?--------------------------------------------------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/112332182947344289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=112332182947344289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112332182947344289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112332182947344289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/08/global-nomad.html' title='The Global Nomad.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-112219240337594731</id><published>2005-07-24T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T03:51:00.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><summary type='text'>In these past six months, as cliche as it may sound, I've learnt so much and seen so many different sorts of people that it's been such a great eye-opener. I feel like I've seen so much more of human nature than I ever would have in this short period, had I not made my choice to take a gap year. It's almost as if I've garnered 3 years of experience in the span of half a year. Universal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/112219240337594731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=112219240337594731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112219240337594731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112219240337594731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/07/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-112124942278314644</id><published>2005-07-13T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T18:10:22.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longg update.</title><summary type='text'>I do know that I have been negligent and have thus left my blog to fend for itself these past few months. Even my chatterbox has ceased to exist due to inactivity, hur hurr. Oh well. I can honestly say that I DID try to blog but to no avail because the one time that I did blog about my entire bloody shanghai trip in a 9,000 word entry, my shitty computer just decided to hang on me whilst I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/112124942278314644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=112124942278314644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112124942278314644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/112124942278314644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/07/longg-update.html' title='Longg update.'/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-110689363991991754</id><published>2005-01-28T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T14:27:19.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Going offfff to Bangkok with Ang, Bert and Tris tomorrow! Woooo. Can't wait. Hahah. I haven't really gotten round to packing properly, chucking anything that's vaguely wearable into my bag seems to be more of the case. Damnn, this trip seems more like a spontaneous combustion instead of something carefully planned out. We just decided to up and leave for Bangkok 3days before, booked the tickets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/110689363991991754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=110689363991991754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110689363991991754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110689363991991754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/01/going-offfff-to-bangkok-with-ang-bert.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-110632630748147859</id><published>2005-01-22T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T00:51:47.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walking non-stop for 9 hours straight whilst serving people without sitting down is no joke. Shiiit. My feet hurt like hell and my toes are actually starting to look a little purplish-blue in colour..Oh, won't someone save them. Worked till 3am last night, or should I say morning, from 6pm in the evening..even though technically we only knocked off at 330 or so. Then we still had to wait for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/110632630748147859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=110632630748147859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110632630748147859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110632630748147859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/01/walking-non-stop-for-9-hours-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-110551071240983383</id><published>2005-01-12T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:18:32.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New layout. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/110551071240983383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=110551071240983383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110551071240983383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110551071240983383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-110545624556126169</id><published>2005-01-11T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T18:41:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O-kay. So I guess long enough time has passed since I've updated my blog. Some people were just complaining about it today and that actually reminded me that I still HAD one. Oh well. These days, everyone who's bumped into me or seen me has always had the same question on their lips: "When are you leaving for Shanghai?!" or something to that extent. Haha well, there's been alot of things to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/110545624556126169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=110545624556126169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110545624556126169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110545624556126169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-kay.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-110400021328014369</id><published>2004-12-26T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T02:43:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally uploaded most of my pics. Arghh. Anyway little update, I just got back from another trip to Shanghai. Haha. Met Yiwen and Shaun, and we went clubbing there for the first time. Hahah had a helll of a weird time there. Anyway I'll be going back to Shanghai again to work and live by myself come mid January. It's gonna be interesting. Shit it's almost 3am in the morning and I'm in no position</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/110400021328014369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=110400021328014369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110400021328014369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110400021328014369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/12/finally-uploaded-most-of-my-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-110217945561574591</id><published>2004-12-05T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T00:57:35.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been back from Shanghai for a couple of days already, aye. Everything just seems so surreal when you're over there. I wish I could go back. It was so much more than what I expected. Love the atmosphere, the people, the FOOD..everything about it, really. Putting the whole experience into words just doesn't come off as easy as it looks though. I'll probably blog about it in greater detail when I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/110217945561574591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=110217945561574591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110217945561574591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/110217945561574591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/12/been-back-from-shanghai-for-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-109724463654136393</id><published>2004-10-08T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T22:13:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nobody heard him, the dead man,But still he lay moaning:I was much further out than you thoughtAnd not waving but drowning.Poor chap, he always loved larkingAnd now he's deadIt must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,They said.Oh, no no no, it was too cold always(Still the dead one lay moaning)I was much too far out all my lifeAnd not waving but drowning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/109724463654136393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=109724463654136393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/109724463654136393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/109724463654136393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/10/nobody-heard-him-dead-man-but-still-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-109583744293806480</id><published>2004-09-22T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:18:54.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you know what it's like to feel a frustration so bad, and so unrelentingly useless that it can't even be alchemized into anything more than what it is? It's depressing. No one can help you but yourself. Infuriating, even. Especially when you're the sort that takes the duck and run approach to unsolvable problems that irritate the hell out of you. But the problem is, how can you run away from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/109583744293806480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=109583744293806480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/109583744293806480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/109583744293806480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/09/do-you-know-what-its-like-to-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108730627895860464</id><published>2004-06-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T21:31:18.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The songs on the Kill Bill soundtrack are way cool. So are the Brokedown Palace ones, albeit a tad older. Go dl and check some of em out if you've the time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108730627895860464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108730627895860464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108730627895860464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108730627895860464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/06/songs-on-kill-bill-soundtrack-are-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108722745114982197</id><published>2004-06-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T23:37:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Argharghargh. I'm down with the flu. Arghh. Keep getting headaches and my voice practically is non-existent. Shiit, I feel handicapped. Gonna see a doctor as soon as possible.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108722745114982197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108722745114982197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108722745114982197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108722745114982197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/06/argharghargh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108719389311641174</id><published>2004-06-14T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T14:19:24.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth, But has trouble enough of it's own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air. The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go. They want full measure of all your pleasure, But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108719389311641174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108719389311641174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108719389311641174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108719389311641174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/06/laugh-and-world-laughs-with-you-weep.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108693421161355811</id><published>2004-06-11T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T14:24:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to Velvet last night with Tris, Shaun and Jiaqi. I never knew it would be this funky. Music was different from the usual blend of RnB and what not. Trip-hop. Heh, turned out to be real cool. Although the crowd was kind of mature, still, it was fun cos it wasn't just a mass of hands and bodies being flung around mindlessly and the whole atmosphere just seemed less of a mad rush to find space </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108693421161355811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108693421161355811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108693421161355811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108693421161355811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/06/went-to-velvet-last-night-with-tris.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108557802621526264</id><published>2004-05-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T21:27:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel so stupid. How could I have NOT known. Shit. Sometimes I'm just too damned oblivious to everything that's happening around me. Ignorance really breeds stupidity, huh. Guess it's only right that I should have to face the music now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108557802621526264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108557802621526264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108557802621526264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108557802621526264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-feel-so-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108541351926063147</id><published>2004-05-24T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T00:04:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'> </title><summary type='text'>Uhm okay, guess it's time for me to start plugging the upcoming choir concert, seeing that I haven't really gotten round to doing it. Just so you know, I suck at online plugging. -- The ACJC choir concert, An Evening With Friends, will be held at the Esplanade Concert Hall on the 31st of May. Tickets are going at $21 and $27 now, cos all the $17 seats have been sold out. As people keep asking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108541351926063147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108541351926063147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108541351926063147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108541351926063147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title=' '/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108489106715364682</id><published>2004-05-18T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T22:37:47.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoaa, long day. Went to Tris' place after school cos we wanted to hang out first before catching Elephant. Turned out that Mopiko, Tris and I ended up watching this really disturbing dvd in his room. What the hell man. I feel mentally scarred. It's this jap movie called "Battle Royale" or something like that. Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable. I'm tired so I'll just give you the gist</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108489106715364682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108489106715364682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108489106715364682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108489106715364682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/05/whoaa-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108470887012628638</id><published>2004-05-16T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T20:01:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went for kt's birthday party last night at his place. Shit man, I have never seen so many drunk people puking in my entire life. Never expected it to be that way. :/ And never have I seen someone drink till he fell unconscious in a pile of his own vomit. Poor kid. Anyway, glad I didn't drink at all, seeing that half the time everyone else was. Poor kt had to take charge, cleaning up everything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108470887012628638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108470887012628638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108470887012628638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108470887012628638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/05/went-for-kts-birthday-party-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108451153184611455</id><published>2004-05-14T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T10:44:47.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have to get myself a much more concise version of The Iliad than the one I used to have. Caught Troy yesterday right after the chem paper with Sop, Denice and Shermain. It's been ages since we've all gone out together, heh, caught up on alot of laughing and talking with them. :) Shopped about and lamented the rate at which time seems to pass these days. Ahh. That's something we seem to do alot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108451153184611455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108451153184611455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108451153184611455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108451153184611455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-have-to-get-myself-much-more-concise.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108211346772810390</id><published>2004-04-16T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T16:27:29.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just realized. My blog seems to have bitten the dust, or looks to be bordering on it, at the rate it's going. Haha, the entry below was actually made some time ago, just that stupid blogger refused to publish it no matter how many times I clicked on the damned button. Sigh, at least all that vicious clicking provided some form of stress relief in a questionable way. The only thing keeping my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108211346772810390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108211346772810390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108211346772810390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108211346772810390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/04/ive-just-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-108031490513488233</id><published>2004-03-26T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T18:32:45.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so almost a third of the year has come and gone, what have I to show for it? Lousy grades and lousy moods. Sigh. Been seriously considering the idea of going overseas at the end of the year. Seeing that, at this point in time, I do not think I will EVER pass my chem. I don't want to take the A's and get an F on my result slip the year after. It's not like I don't study. I do. I mug like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/108031490513488233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=108031490513488233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108031490513488233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/108031490513488233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/03/okay-so-almost-third-of-year-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107962071413322131</id><published>2004-03-18T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T22:40:57.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your True Nature by llScorpiusllUsernameThe quality that most appeals to you:EmpathyIn a survival situation, you:Fight, and enjoy itYour hidden talent is:Seeing the best in othersYour gift is:Irresistible attractivenessIn groups, you:Observe others' behaviourYour best quality is:Your insightfulnessYour weakness is:Your furious temperCreated with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107962071413322131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107962071413322131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107962071413322131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107962071413322131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/03/your-true-nature-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107923963339436782</id><published>2004-03-14T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T13:03:41.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two things of worthy mention:1) The Secret History by Donna Tart2) Parts of the Process - MorcheebaAnd so I'm off again, to lounge around with a decent book, along with some equally decent chill-out music on a lazy Sunday afternoon. :) This is the life, I tell you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107923963339436782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107923963339436782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107923963339436782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107923963339436782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/03/two-things-of-worthy-mention-1-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107900837847354814</id><published>2004-03-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T21:37:01.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Embassy tomorrow :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107900837847354814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107900837847354814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107900837847354814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107900837847354814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/03/embassy-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107772043544398413</id><published>2004-02-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T22:49:17.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107772043544398413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107772043544398413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107772043544398413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107772043544398413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107599201761958045</id><published>2004-02-05T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T22:41:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Macdonalds!!! :) Haha, I had loads of fun, don't even know where to begin man. Rushed over to Macs right after choir pract with Chlo yesterday and by the time I reached, Rach, Nick, Tris, Joel, David and Tim Chek were there already. The rest arrived slightly later and we played this realll big trick on Bert. Hahha. Kinda bought him this grossly decorated CNY zodiac shirt from Giordano and wrapped</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107599201761958045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107599201761958045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107599201761958045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107599201761958045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/02/macdonalds-haha-i-had-loads-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107564962035657365</id><published>2004-02-01T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T23:35:18.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, time passes too fast. I'll be 18 in 2 days time. 18. Damn, I never expected it to be this soon. I've mixed feelings about it, more or less because I'm not really in the mood for celebrations these days. Don't know why. I'd prolly have forgotten about it, if not for all the planning and all taking place cos of the party. Sigh. There're only a few things in the world that I'd want right now, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107564962035657365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107564962035657365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107564962035657365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107564962035657365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/02/ah-time-passes-too-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107561168501804084</id><published>2004-02-01T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T13:03:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are blessed with FAERY wings. Beauty,laughter, life, magic...that's what you are allabout. You are refreshingly innocent and happywith your life of purity and play. Life's agame and it's a good one. In your eyes there'sno way to lose! You can be very mischeivous andhave been known to cause trouble, but it's allin the name of fun and not meant to really harmanyone. You like to play tricks on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107561168501804084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107561168501804084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107561168501804084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107561168501804084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/02/you-are-blessed-with-faery-wings.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107530134968134454</id><published>2004-01-28T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T22:55:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh, damned long day today. I'm tired and head-achey but I can't seem to sleep even though my mind's on the verge of shutdown mode. I shall try to convert all this lack of energy into an entry for now. Ms Ng talked to us right after assembly today to discuss Yiwen's probationary stay-on in school, we're supposed to make sure he gets to lessons on time and acts like a model student the rest of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107530134968134454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107530134968134454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107530134968134454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107530134968134454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/01/ahh-damned-long-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107503643236794600</id><published>2004-01-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T22:15:03.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,   Enwrought with golden and silver light,   The blue and the dim and the dark cloths   Of night and light and the half light,   I would spread the cloths under your feet:          But I, being poor, have only my dreams;   I have spread my dreams under your feet;   Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107503643236794600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107503643236794600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107503643236794600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107503643236794600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/01/had-i-heavens-embroidered-cloths.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107440761955895276</id><published>2004-01-18T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T14:35:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to go shopping soon, man. Damn. I just realized that there's so many things I've planned on doing that I've yet to do, from last year till now. Argh.1) Watch Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King with Reina.2) Get new clothes - that Dorothy Perkins toga I saw with chlo, a new denim skirt, etc.3) Buy the The Juliana Theory album, Love.4) Sip coffee and relax at one of those nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107440761955895276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107440761955895276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107440761955895276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107440761955895276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-need-to-go-shopping-soon-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107381664432380732</id><published>2004-01-11T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T18:25:21.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was walking down the underpass leading to borders today when this particular man standing at the side with a classical guitar caught my eye. At first, I brushed him off as one of the usual 'homeless' people that hung around underpasses, singing songs painful to detail yet devoid of feeling. The ones that end up sounding like they're singing these songs in a language completely foreign to their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107381664432380732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107381664432380732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107381664432380732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107381664432380732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/01/was-walking-down-underpass-leading-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107295791680305884</id><published>2004-01-01T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T19:59:27.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so hooked onto gunbound that it's disgusting, hah.My nick's shumin, add me and lemme whoop your ass. :) Of course, as human beings, we all err and I do get trashed once in awhile, but let me just emphasise the words 'once in awhile'. Haha. Anyway, whoever's on, play with me NOWW. I'm boredd. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107295791680305884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107295791680305884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107295791680305884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107295791680305884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-am-so-hooked-onto-gunbound-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107279992426298575</id><published>2003-12-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T23:59:48.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahhh Chinablack again. It rocked, but somehow I just wasn't really into it as I was on the 4th. It was good that's for sure, but the drinks were so diluted that I couldn't really feel its effects, so I just kept drinking and drinking (stupidly) till everything hit me all at once on the last drink. Shiiit. I shouldn't have done that. I was gone the minute I started downing them in gulps. Now I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107279992426298575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107279992426298575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107279992426298575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107279992426298575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/ahhh-chinablack-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107192495679415871</id><published>2003-12-20T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T20:56:52.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wind The Force of Nature Quiz  brought to you by QuizillaJust felt like going on a quiz spree. Weee. Righty-o.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107192495679415871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107192495679415871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107192495679415871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107192495679415871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/wind-force-of-nature-quiz-brought-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107190395237950651</id><published>2003-12-20T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T15:06:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seer The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107190395237950651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107190395237950651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107190395237950651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107190395237950651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/seer-ultimate-personality-test-brought.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107189595485947215</id><published>2003-12-20T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T13:01:32.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happened to catch Vanilla Sky on tv the other day for the second time. I missed the first part of the show again though. Argh. Anyway, it was wayy complex, but a good show nonetheless. The kind of show you have to watch at least twice before you can actually appreciate it. Brilliant narrative for a slightly dark film with bits of uplifiting parts, especially at the end. The ending was bittersweet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107189595485947215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107189595485947215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107189595485947215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107189595485947215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/happened-to-catch-vanilla-sky-on-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107159374373232939</id><published>2003-12-17T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T01:02:03.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoaa tired. Had a choir performance at the Esplanade today and the MFA this morning. Realll shagged now. Would someone please, for the love of God, teach me how to snap my fingers and sing at the same time? Sigh.I look damn retarded everytime I do it, cos I don't know how. Argh. The simplest of all things and yet I just can't get the beat right. You really should see me man, I seriously </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107159374373232939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107159374373232939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107159374373232939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107159374373232939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/whoaa-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107142244451522775</id><published>2003-12-15T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T01:21:34.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have to watch Jeux d'enfants. Love Me If You Dare.It looks to be an interesting film. In french, too. It's a pity most people I know don't fancy watching foreign films. Only thing holding me back from watching it now, though, is the monetary factor, of which value is held at approximately ZERO and has been ZERO for the past few days. Sigh. I'm up for sponsorship if anyone's kind, and in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107142244451522775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107142244451522775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107142244451522775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107142244451522775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-have-to-watch-jeux-denfants.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107132093966695221</id><published>2003-12-13T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T21:12:19.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rodrigo Santoro, hottie of all hotties. Recognize him? Heh. He does bear a likeness for Orlando Bloom in a way, don't you think.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107132093966695221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107132093966695221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107132093966695221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107132093966695221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/rodrigo-santoro-hottie-of-all-hotties.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107123970106676245</id><published>2003-12-12T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T22:35:48.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shu Min wasan Unique Greek Godin a past life.Discover your past lives @ Quiz MeHeh, Unique Greek God, eh. Cool.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107123970106676245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107123970106676245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107123970106676245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107123970106676245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/shu-min-wasan-unique-greek-godin-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107098018251195464</id><published>2003-12-09T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T22:32:40.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha yesterday was way off the mark from what we had planned. Was supposed to go to Centro with Ang, Tris, Van, Bert and Joel, but when we reached, we spent ages trying to decide if we should even buy tix to get in cos we weren't sure if we'd be able to get in for certain what with not being 18 yet and all. To make things short, we managed to get ids thanks to Gerald and even bought tix but then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107098018251195464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107098018251195464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107098018251195464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107098018251195464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/haha-yesterday-was-way-off-mark-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107072902379609219</id><published>2003-12-06T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T00:48:35.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I would give almost anything to live the life that Ian Wright lives. Ahh, whoever heard of getting paid to trek round the world, to walk the roads of oblivion in places long forgotten or to taste of life in all it's transcendence and yet be able to savor the ephemeral pleasures of it all. I pity the people who can't appreciate that which lies beyond their eyes; their lack of imagination only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107072902379609219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107072902379609219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107072902379609219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107072902379609219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-would-give-almost-anything-to-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107062808083269460</id><published>2003-12-05T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T20:42:00.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chinablack..woohoo. Damnnn nice party, or at least in my opinion, kudos to Jayne for organising it. Was kinda lost at first when we got there cos I got separated from the rest due to some millenium model scout thing. I'm still not quite sure if it's some legit company or what but they told me to come over to write down my details and that they'd gimme a call. Needless to say I was way shocked. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107062808083269460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107062808083269460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107062808083269460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107062808083269460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/chinablack.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-107053419847639668</id><published>2003-12-04T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T18:37:17.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gahh. New layout as can be seen, but know that this was all done reluctantly. Very reluctantly, seeing how much a lazy arse I am. I accidentally deleted my old layout and everything else went with it, including the links. Gargh. Tried to rectify it but yeah, I'm gonna leave it as it is - incomplete, till I find the motivation to update the rest of the links and all. Tag-board's gone too for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/107053419847639668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=107053419847639668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107053419847639668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/107053419847639668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/12/gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106986218865739514</id><published>2003-11-26T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T23:56:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chevelle - Closure.I like.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106986218865739514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106986218865739514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106986218865739514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106986218865739514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/chevelle-closure.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106958395071057874</id><published>2003-11-23T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T18:39:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>37.9 degrees celsius. Shit. I'm burning up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106958395071057874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106958395071057874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106958395071057874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106958395071057874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/37.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106951734125539475</id><published>2003-11-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T00:09:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--57.89 55.88 64.52 61.76--&gt;     ENFP - "Journalist". Uncanny sense of the motivations of others. Life is an exciting drama. 8.1% of total population.     Take Free Myers-Briggs Personality Test Not in the mood for typing any substantial entries these days cos I've been feeling sickly and all. Had a fever today and felt like total shit but dragged myself out to go for our alto outing because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106951734125539475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106951734125539475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106951734125539475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106951734125539475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/enfp-journalist.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106856473921956570</id><published>2003-11-11T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T23:36:00.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ang, you're the bestest friend anyone could ever have. I don't know how to put into words what I felt after having read that really touching entry of yours, but the bottomline is, if I ever needed anyone to talk with, to laugh with, to cry with and even to just sit in silence and enjoy the smallest moments with, it'd be you. Don't ever doubt your worth in my life because it's just immeasurable. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106856473921956570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106856473921956570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106856473921956570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106856473921956570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/ang-youre-bestest-friend-anyone-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106845921224423464</id><published>2003-11-10T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T18:13:29.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahaha. Got this in the mail. Check it out and turn up yer speakers ;] Click Meee. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106845921224423464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106845921224423464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106845921224423464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106845921224423464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106796734572693010</id><published>2003-11-05T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T01:35:43.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Imagination does not breed insanity. Exactly what does breed insanity is reason. Poets do not go mad; but chess-players do. Mathematicians go mad, and cashiers; but creative artists very seldom. I am not, as will be seen, in any sense attacking logic: I only say that this danger does lie in logic, not in imagination. The general fact is simple. Poetry is sane because it floats easily in an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106796734572693010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106796734572693010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106796734572693010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106796734572693010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/imagination-does-not-breed-insanity.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106787432436607941</id><published>2003-11-03T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T23:45:22.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Men That Don't Fit InThere's a race of men that don't fit in,A race that can't stay still;So they break the hearts of kith and kin,And they roam the world at will.They range the field and they rove the flood,And they climb the mountain's crest;Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,And they don't know how to rest.If they just went straight they might go far;They are strong and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106787432436607941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106787432436607941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106787432436607941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106787432436607941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/men-that-dont-fit-in-theres-race-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106770639154237555</id><published>2003-11-02T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T01:06:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know, sometimes knowledge hurts. Especially the kind of knowledge that only you apperceive. The weight of such knowledge can get too much for you to bear alone at times, and you know how it is when people talk about how easy it is to share your problems and all, but the thing is, not everyone sees things your way, in your perspective. I only share my problems if I want a second opinion on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106770639154237555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106770639154237555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106770639154237555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106770639154237555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/11/you-know-sometimes-knowledge-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106743083807458057</id><published>2003-10-29T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T20:33:57.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Form 1, Goddess: The Creator."And The Goddess planted the acorn of life.She cried a single tear and shed a single dropof blood upon the earth where she buried it.From her blood and tear, the acorn grew intothe world."Some examples of the Goddess Form are Gaia (Greek),Jehova (Christian), and  Brahma (Indian).The Goddess is associated with the concept ofcreation, the number 1, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106743083807458057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106743083807458057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106743083807458057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106743083807458057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/you-are-form-1-goddess-creator.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106735259959445566</id><published>2003-10-28T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T22:49:58.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yep, my friend mentioned today that some teachers actually do go blog-surfing which is why they know all these details about us sometimes. I find it vaguely intrusive and rude. What ever happened to privacy? The sort that comes with using an online journal? Doesn't anyone else find it somewhat wrong to see teachers sifting through the private lives of their students without their knowledge? It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106735259959445566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106735259959445566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106735259959445566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106735259959445566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/yep-my-friend-mentioned-today-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106717611366238310</id><published>2003-10-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T21:48:32.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's strange that you don't realise you're choking, or drowning, until you try to breathe..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106717611366238310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106717611366238310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106717611366238310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106717611366238310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/its-strange-that-you-dont-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106683833452585269</id><published>2003-10-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T23:58:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooh, finally got some music going on this blog. Turn up yer speakers, kids!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106683833452585269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106683833452585269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106683833452585269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106683833452585269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/ooh-finally-got-some-music-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106674690758258844</id><published>2003-10-21T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T22:35:07.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;All mine was thine before thou hadst this more.Then if for my love thou my love receivest,I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest;But yet be blamed, if thou thyself deceivestBy wilful taste of what thyself refusest.I do forgive thy robbery, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106674690758258844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106674690758258844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106674690758258844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106674690758258844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/take-all-my-loves-my-love-yea-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106667001700210990</id><published>2003-10-21T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T01:13:36.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mad Monks was greatt. It got off to quite a slow start but as time progressed things got wayy better. Had loads of fun, although I was kinda zoned out. Heh I wasn't drunk, mind you, I was perfectly sober. Just couldn't move properly at times, is all. And to Sanjeev and his dear, chummy friends: I know Clarke Quay isn't in New York man, so trying to bluff me thinking that I'm drunk when I'm not, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106667001700210990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106667001700210990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106667001700210990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106667001700210990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/mad-monks-was-greatt.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106620359700653135</id><published>2003-10-15T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T15:39:56.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oversensitivity; hyperawareness; instinctiveness - these attributes have always been inherently rooted in me, yet it's hard to pinpoint the exact time when I actually realized how deeply these qualities ran. Events over the years have led me to find that my instincts about people or situations usually prove to be true. Yes, it might sound ludicrous to people who don't know me well, hell, I found </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106620359700653135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106620359700653135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106620359700653135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106620359700653135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/oversensitivity-hyperawareness.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106570761598327409</id><published>2003-10-09T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T21:53:36.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"When sinks my heart in hopeless gloom,And life can show no joy for me;And I behold a yawning tomb,Where bowers and palaces should be;In vain you talk of morbid dreams;In vain you gaily smiling say,That what to me so dreary seems,The healthy mind deems bright and gay.I too have smiled, and thought like you,But madly smiled, and falsely deemed:Truth led me to the present view,--I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106570761598327409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106570761598327409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106570761598327409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106570761598327409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/when-sinks-my-heart-in-hopeless-gloom.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106552556921081742</id><published>2003-10-07T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T19:19:29.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're serious, responsible, industrious and hardworking. You probably matured early and may have even missed out on much of the joy of childhood. You tend to get along well with the elderly and more mature people. You can become a star by becoming more purposeful. Your discipline can make you a self made woman or man. You can become a star by learning how to get more joy out of the sheer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106552556921081742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106552556921081742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106552556921081742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106552556921081742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/youre-serious-responsible-industrious.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106552388659193376</id><published>2003-10-07T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T18:51:26.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My god. It's finally over. Hahah. I feel goood. Tired but good. Bio and math will hopefully be enough to get me past the prospect of retaining. Kinda tired now, so I won't write much. Went out right after our last paper today with Ang, Rach and Ecoli. Heh, we hung out at coffee bean outside Borders for a while just stoning and talking, then met up with Nick at Lido. Ahh, I was wayy spaced out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106552388659193376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106552388659193376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106552388659193376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106552388659193376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/10/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106465623543180254</id><published>2003-09-27T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T17:50:34.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The day of reckoning draws near. 4 days time, to be exact. God help me for I've slacked my way through most of the year. I don't even know what I'm doing here now. Now isn't really a good time to get distracted by people either. But shucks I can't help it. Heh. I'm just waiting till the promos are over. Then, will I finally be able to get a move on things. If I'm not retained, of course. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106465623543180254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106465623543180254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106465623543180254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106465623543180254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/09/day-of-reckoning-draws-near.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106350606548598333</id><published>2003-09-14T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T10:21:05.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morpheus ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106350606548598333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106350606548598333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106350606548598333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106350606548598333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/09/morpheus-which-of-greek-gods-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106328645283659556</id><published>2003-09-11T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T21:25:44.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/11.Some things are beyond words.Beyond comprehension.Beyond forgiveness.How could you say we didn't know?We couldn't know.We couldn't imagine.The sane world will always be vulnerable to madmen,because we cannot go where they go to concieve such things.We could not see it coming. We could not be here before it happened. We could not stop it.But we are here now.You cannot see us for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106328645283659556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106328645283659556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106328645283659556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106328645283659556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/09/911.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106320832603337560</id><published>2003-09-10T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T23:38:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heh, that was some hiatus, eh. Anyway, it's finally hit me that the promos are coming and I know, hrm..-thinks-...jack shit. Helll, I just came up with a timetable which'll hopefully set my life back on track if not keep me away from the likes of Orchard and Holland. Been spending too much time at Brekos and Lido trying to study..not much help it's been seeing that I hardly did a thing while i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106320832603337560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106320832603337560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106320832603337560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106320832603337560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/09/heh-that-was-some-hiatus-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106229992470282353</id><published>2003-08-31T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T11:18:44.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                      </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106229992470282353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106229992470282353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106229992470282353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106229992470282353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106217308493289012</id><published>2003-08-30T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T00:04:44.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooh, new update of photos! :] Not much, but yeah. Check 'em out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106217308493289012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106217308493289012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106217308493289012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106217308493289012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/08/ooh-new-update-of-photos-not-much-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106199481722627882</id><published>2003-08-27T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T22:33:37.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh, haven't posted in a long time cos of the relative absence of my poor mouse. Bleh, it's a long story. A computer's not of much use without a mouse, don't you think? Bahh.Anyway, the party was great. Had loads of fun with the rest that came - Ang, Rach, Tris, Ecoli, David, Mopiko, Nick, Sean, Joel, Vanessa and Bert. Zouk was funky but most of us ended up kinda drunk so the less said about it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106199481722627882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106199481722627882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106199481722627882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106199481722627882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/08/ahh-havent-posted-in-long-time-cos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106139368558534577</id><published>2003-08-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T23:34:45.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heh, come tomorrow and Ang'll finally be 17. Happy Birthday, Ang! :P Have a good one, man!Ang and Tris are throwing a combined birthday party on fri, heh. Funnn! Not really sure about what's happening on the day itself but we'll prolly be checking in at Crown Prince after school before going for dinner and stuff. Then Zouk, courtesy of Tris' dad or something. Bahh, we might have to share our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106139368558534577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106139368558534577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106139368558534577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106139368558534577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/08/heh-come-tomorrow-and-angll-finally-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106105241490367244</id><published>2003-08-17T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T00:47:31.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She's taking her time making up the reasons To justify all the hurt inside Guess she knows from the smile and the look in their eyes Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one They're saying, "Mama never loved her much" And, "Daddy never keeps in touch That's why she shies away from human affection" But somewhere in a private place She packs her bags for outer space And now she's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106105241490367244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106105241490367244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106105241490367244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106105241490367244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/08/shes-taking-her-time-making-up-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106095971653820990</id><published>2003-08-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T23:11:45.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh I've been so busy with work and tuition these days. Haven't had enough time to myself. Damn, I need a time-out soon. Argh. And to make things worse, this guy whom I think is kinda cute knows that I like him. To top things off, he probably thinks I'm an idiot, too. Grrr. All thanks to Tristan, Mopiko, Nick and Bertrand. Shit, man. We were all in the library yesterday when they found out who it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106095971653820990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106095971653820990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106095971653820990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106095971653820990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/08/ahh-ive-been-so-busy-with-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547868.post-106061213198234695</id><published>2003-08-11T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T22:28:52.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dream, the third of The Endless, you are in chargeof the Dreaming, all imagination andcreativity, everyone knows your beautifulrealm, but none truly understand it. You aredark and brooding, creative, and spend a lot oftime by yourself, just thinking. You are almostas serious as Destiny, but not quite. Everyoneis enchanted by you, but you keep them all at adistance, even when you shouldn't. Which</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/106061213198234695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5547868&amp;postID=106061213198234695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106061213198234695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5547868/posts/default/106061213198234695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-lies.blogspot.com/2003/08/dream-third-of-endless-you-are-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Shu</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TF9r56V4f8U/S-wAjfh8i3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XnH4knCySlk/S220/IMG_3772.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
