<?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-6141358</id><updated>2011-09-04T16:58:14.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paper bag towel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>277</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1529096156010322231</id><published>2008-11-20T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:41:17.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been close to 5 years since this blog started and i think now its time to close it down. its time to move on i think i need to stop holding on to this. so for all of you who have been reading, thank you very much because your words mean a lot. and so this is me signing off for one last time. goodbye my friends and thank you for all the memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1529096156010322231?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1529096156010322231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1529096156010322231&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1529096156010322231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1529096156010322231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-close-to-5-years-since-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-4379861708583695234</id><published>2008-11-09T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:56:22.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SRazj0bDg5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LNmBTCEgwgk/s1600-h/_MG_9532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SRazj0bDg5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LNmBTCEgwgk/s320/_MG_9532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266594242205287314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the cutest and most intelligent little kid i have ever known and she's only three. meltedzzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-4379861708583695234?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4379861708583695234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=4379861708583695234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4379861708583695234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4379861708583695234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/11/cutest-and-most-intelligent-little-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SRazj0bDg5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LNmBTCEgwgk/s72-c/_MG_9532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6699725263250323101</id><published>2008-11-01T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:20:16.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SQxI8lcC-sI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Oa64gQ4KHrc/s1600-h/_MG_9346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SQxI8lcC-sI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Oa64gQ4KHrc/s320/_MG_9346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263662270168365762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its been one hell of a lazy saturday afternoon, with me waking up late in the afternoon just to find out that nothing exciting is going to happen for the rest of whats left of my saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6699725263250323101?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6699725263250323101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6699725263250323101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6699725263250323101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6699725263250323101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-one-hell-of-lazy-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SQxI8lcC-sI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Oa64gQ4KHrc/s72-c/_MG_9346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-282247287856587379</id><published>2008-10-29T01:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:43:21.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when is it, when you realise that you are only trying so hard to become a reflection of someone else? thats the time you should start reviewing yourself and ask yourself how much you have changed. Because as we all know, change is inevitable and everythings eventual. but why not make life easier? all of us are a bit short of humility but who would be that tyrannical to impose some? for only imposing it would somehow make you lose it. as if life isn't hard enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-282247287856587379?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/282247287856587379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=282247287856587379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/282247287856587379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/282247287856587379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-is-it-when-you-realise-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1183833453275089147</id><published>2008-10-28T10:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:40:13.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SQZ65APVueI/AAAAAAAAAIU/18s4Q3JxJLE/s1600-h/2978242403_030c2e3baa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SQZ65APVueI/AAAAAAAAAIU/18s4Q3JxJLE/s320/2978242403_030c2e3baa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262028334364473826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;more beer always equals less inhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;its all good, its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt; its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1183833453275089147?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1183833453275089147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1183833453275089147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1183833453275089147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1183833453275089147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-beer-always-equals-less.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SQZ65APVueI/AAAAAAAAAIU/18s4Q3JxJLE/s72-c/2978242403_030c2e3baa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7604716175701892966</id><published>2008-10-26T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:44:58.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is dreadful. i've spent half the day trying to think of a two and a half minute speech for a new product that people need. its never been this bad before and it is hell worrying. i hope i dont have to end up ad libbing it. beetch. kashkhsdgoskgnpowrugjenrg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7604716175701892966?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7604716175701892966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7604716175701892966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7604716175701892966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7604716175701892966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-dreadful.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-4485023376871561732</id><published>2008-10-24T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:34:48.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qwRMYz1vfcQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qwRMYz1vfcQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if anybody still remembers bananaman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-4485023376871561732?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4485023376871561732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=4485023376871561732&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4485023376871561732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4485023376871561732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wonder-if-anybody-still-remembers.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8101067780496968216</id><published>2008-10-20T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:33:04.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SPt4rU32CKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vhYxiF36sDE/s1600-h/_MG_8710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SPt4rU32CKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vhYxiF36sDE/s320/_MG_8710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258929675617831074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while we were only acquainted with these shoes for 2 weeks or so, it would be a surreal feeling to watch them tap away. tappity tap and right off they go. while good things don't last forever, as with good company and moments, it is always nice to think back of the good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8101067780496968216?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8101067780496968216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8101067780496968216&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8101067780496968216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8101067780496968216'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SPnUbberVWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wijAcBb_g1o/s1600-h/_MG_8644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SPnUbberVWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wijAcBb_g1o/s320/_MG_8644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258467607629747554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6080676354342989005?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6080676354342989005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6080676354342989005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6080676354342989005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6080676354342989005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SPnUbberVWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wijAcBb_g1o/s72-c/_MG_8644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1848142024569266762</id><published>2008-10-14T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:58:24.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a fool to not have realise that my life is one big debt. I owe everything I have to everyone. Everything was never there without everyone around me. My parents, my friends. But sometimes its just too hard to give it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1848142024569266762?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1848142024569266762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1848142024569266762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1848142024569266762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1848142024569266762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-fool-to-not-have-realise-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8122045998919494210</id><published>2008-10-14T01:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:28:33.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And through these troubled times, it is the little pleasures in life that make us smile and tide us over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8122045998919494210?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8122045998919494210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8122045998919494210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8122045998919494210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8122045998919494210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-through-these-troubled-times-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1017762561334956412</id><published>2008-09-27T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:24:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably the best look this year.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SN0MxFrSqoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OIMZw_uI5DU/s1600-h/54694_f3a11f2b90179429b4f8375f549d631d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SN0MxFrSqoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OIMZw_uI5DU/s320/54694_f3a11f2b90179429b4f8375f549d631d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250366778060745346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1017762561334956412?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1017762561334956412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1017762561334956412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1017762561334956412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1017762561334956412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/09/probably-best-look-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SN0MxFrSqoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OIMZw_uI5DU/s72-c/54694_f3a11f2b90179429b4f8375f549d631d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1550540786831273913</id><published>2008-09-25T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:03:49.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because really, everythings eventual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1550540786831273913?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1550540786831273913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1550540786831273913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1550540786831273913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1550540786831273913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/09/because-really-everythings-eventual.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6504660478539265635</id><published>2008-09-20T10:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:32:36.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love watching the faintly lit up, pretty little faces, waiting in anticipation as the film reel spins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6504660478539265635?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6504660478539265635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6504660478539265635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6504660478539265635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6504660478539265635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-watching-faintly-lit-up-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2506612143483381438</id><published>2008-09-06T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:01:30.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The other day while doing one of the most mundane stuff at work(trying to get a permanent marker stain off a white board), I suddenly thought about how alone all of us were in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered if there was anybody thinking the same thoughts or doing the exact same thing you did, in somewhere else in the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2506612143483381438?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2506612143483381438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2506612143483381438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2506612143483381438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2506612143483381438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/09/other-day-while-doing-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-4380078760394294929</id><published>2008-08-27T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:39:13.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I finally got my lazy ass down to FEP to consign the bloody Mr Cartoons. I hope everything goes well, because I plan to do away with all the shoes in a month's time, will be needing as much cold hard cash as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I have been so exhausted doing nothing at work, that I fell asleep in a chair at the pantry, with my mouth wide open. Haiqal told Gerbil that I could do some serious deepthroat when I was sleeping. Fuckers. It is honestly exhausting doing nothing. I miss my NS/after school afternoon/post lunch naps. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained so heavily today, that our lunch plans at dover market was thwarted. We had to settle for lunch at a sucky industrial estate canteen. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-4380078760394294929?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4380078760394294929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=4380078760394294929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4380078760394294929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4380078760394294929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-i-finally-got-my-lazy-ass-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-168314178011007823</id><published>2008-08-21T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:53:02.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like waking up early in the morning but lazing in bed, listening to Class 95.&lt;br /&gt;I like spending lazy sunday afternoons, just lying in bed and reading a book at around 2.45, because 2.30 is just too early and 3.00 is too late.&lt;br /&gt;I like late nights, propping my feet up on the table, listening to good music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-168314178011007823?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/168314178011007823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=168314178011007823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/168314178011007823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/168314178011007823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-like-waking-up-early-in-morning-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3039154359826496560</id><published>2008-08-21T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:01:41.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is pretty evident to everyone around me that I go through a change of hobby every 1 year or so. I have had various hobbies, ranging from sticker-stamp-eraser collecting, to being a poser playing bass, CD collecting, being a poser photographer. Now that I am 21(more than 4 months ago), it is time to wake my fucking idea up(like how my dad would put it, without the "fucking" of course!). "What the fuck?" you might ask, more aptly put would be "How the fuck?" though. I have decided after much consideration, that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Collecting" hobbies do not make good hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am that intelligent. All of you will have to kneel before me, plead for permission to speak, before even casting your beady eyes upon my muscular thighs. While it is highly debatable, what can even be considered a hobby, my new hobby is being a hobbyist. I am probably the only guy you will ever know who will be that cool. I hope I have gained some indie cred points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I have not been read anything for the past 8 months. My use english has been limited to:&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, can help me order the prata bom? I don't know how to order lah fuck."&lt;br /&gt;"Eh tomorrow test chapter what ah?"&lt;br /&gt;"Can fuck off?"&lt;br /&gt;"What are you cooking tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to get past "We Need To Talk About Kevin" for the past 8 months and I have no idea how come I'm not getting past chapter 2. Chances are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I'm too stupid&lt;br /&gt;2)The book is too boring&lt;br /&gt;3)It's just another version of "Vernon God Little", which I have tried for 2 years to get past but finally decided it wasn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;or the most possible reason could be&lt;br /&gt;4)I have been damned by god for making too many fucking jokes about him, hence he has decided to condemn me to being a half-assed dimwit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side side side note, I am getting a job come monday, working as an admin assistant at fusionpolis(kind of reminds me of persapolis, which I haven't watched yet). I hope there will be tons of hot persian chicks there, cos there weren't any at Borders the last time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am calm, composed and collected. Now where have I heard that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3039154359826496560?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3039154359826496560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3039154359826496560&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3039154359826496560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3039154359826496560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-is-pretty-evident-to-everyone-around.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7936873399230681043</id><published>2008-08-08T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T14:01:26.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With the increasing amount of inflation, all these have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SJvgea6TlCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dPwqcxSsQMY/s1600-h/P1010483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SJvgea6TlCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dPwqcxSsQMY/s320/P1010483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232022205345535010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7936873399230681043?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7936873399230681043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7936873399230681043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7936873399230681043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7936873399230681043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/with-increasing-amount-of-inflation-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SJvgea6TlCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dPwqcxSsQMY/s72-c/P1010483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-156753341067781983</id><published>2008-08-07T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T03:12:06.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something I did for fun to give back to the local community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SJn3bBGYmuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/c0qMlVdvcYE/s1600-h/plussixfive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SJn3bBGYmuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/c0qMlVdvcYE/s320/plussixfive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231484485691284194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-156753341067781983?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/156753341067781983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=156753341067781983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/156753341067781983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/156753341067781983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-i-did-for-fun-to-give-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SJn3bBGYmuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/c0qMlVdvcYE/s72-c/plussixfive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-414430533606791896</id><published>2008-08-07T03:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T03:10:44.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something I did for fun for one of the local forums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[IMG]http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj201/jokeryu/plussixfive.jpg[/IMG]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-414430533606791896?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/414430533606791896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=414430533606791896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/414430533606791896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/414430533606791896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-i-did-for-fun-for-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6327364396726808093</id><published>2008-08-01T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:38:08.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The reason I do not subscribe to any religion is actually because it comes with subscription charges. What you ask? A shitload of lies and regret. What separates between heaven and hell is not the similarity in that both words begin with the same letter. Funny how they have decided to tie 2 vastly contrasting places or destinations(neither of them mine I guess) with the same first and second alphabet. The point of this whole ridiculous thing, is that I have just discovered today that I have "a pair of travelling pants" to give away on facebook as a gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6327364396726808093?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6327364396726808093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6327364396726808093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6327364396726808093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6327364396726808093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/reason-i-do-not-subscribe-to-any.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7537160044056155398</id><published>2008-07-26T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:56:20.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny how I'm now riding on a wave of nostalgia despite quite a heavy workload I'm having. The best music honestly, came from the 90's. The 90's was such a great time for good music with stuff from Third Eye Blind, Oasis, Pixies, Pavement, Smashing Pumpkins, Radiohead. Funny how no bands these days are emulating the success of the bands of the 90's. Okay, maybe a lot of bands listed that weren't really that successful but somehow they were just feel good. It feels like SOMETHING and not nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty amazing how this spawned from watching Green Day's "Basket Case" on youtube. It reminded me of the days I used to like them and got International Superhits from Rachel, whom I bet so wants it back right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff I really liked from back in the days(sec 3/4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - When I Come Around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g7e6vfIZDcg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g7e6vfIZDcg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't link the original video but heres an acoustic version anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters - Everlong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGQAfolOJUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGQAfolOJUI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink 182 - Adam's Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jeiVlgPO4jg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jeiVlgPO4jg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puddle of Mudd - Blurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9UDnSsDMwRA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9UDnSsDMwRA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.O.D - Youth of the Nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kF69iiGK5Uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kF69iiGK5Uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lady Peace - Somewhere Out There&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUydbxt6oZs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUydbxt6oZs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;311 - Amber (Only Audio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nk_WUs-zlNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nk_WUs-zlNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamiroquai - Love Foolosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MbNH00ZXeLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MbNH00ZXeLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay maybe some of them aren't from the 90's but wth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7537160044056155398?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7537160044056155398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7537160044056155398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7537160044056155398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7537160044056155398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-how-im-now-riding-on-wave-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1972038452204935878</id><published>2008-07-17T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:54:13.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;Too little sleep, too much work. Work work work work work.&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks till my break(I think).&lt;br /&gt;I need to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1972038452204935878?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1972038452204935878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1972038452204935878&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1972038452204935878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1972038452204935878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-to-feel-alive-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8336270648894886253</id><published>2008-07-08T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:30:25.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 more weeks to a 7 week break and there sure is a hell lot to be done that hasn't been done yet. Too many deadlines, too many people who are unwilling to step up and get some work done. The break will definitey be a good break for me. A break from school and a break from everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8336270648894886253?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8336270648894886253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8336270648894886253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8336270648894886253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8336270648894886253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/07/6-more-weeks-to-7-week-break-and-there.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7210363671640612222</id><published>2008-06-30T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:58:26.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how the whole of Singapore happens to be at the ATM today. Like WTF, I know the government is giving you some money but hey. Its only 200, not 2,000,000. You're not going to find that $200 missing tmr or something. Give others(me) a chance to withdraw money without having to queue up for all of eternity can? PBBBBBBTTTT. *(#*$&amp;amp;_)#%(_!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7210363671640612222?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7210363671640612222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7210363671640612222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7210363671640612222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7210363671640612222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-funny-how-whole-of-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-4009811845266537869</id><published>2008-06-30T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:48:06.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not going to be a walk in the park bitches, so suck it up shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-4009811845266537869?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4009811845266537869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=4009811845266537869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4009811845266537869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4009811845266537869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-going-to-be-walk-in-park.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5108068819061178547</id><published>2008-06-27T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T02:07:42.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how I got a double "E" for my graphcom. Hahaha, because of the apalling number of failures, I have no idea how many people are going to redo the module. Funny also how I am not feeling like shit. Hahaha, funny things happen to you when you've already failed "A" levels and also a Machine Gun Technical Handling Test during army. HAHAHA. MG TH TEST. HAHAHAHA, thats got to be the funniest thing ever. Can't wait for reservist. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I wasted $10.25 today. It's ridiculous how the cab fares have gone through the roof. Here's what happened. I got ready for school(I even had my shoes on already) at 7.50am, preparing to take the 8.15am bus. So being me, I thought I was damn smart and could take a 15minute nap. When I got up, the clock read 8.55am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited that I almost came in my pants, because I knew that I could take a cab to school. I was also very excited that I could burn some money. I was also very excited because I didn't know that an hour's worth of sleep cost me $10.25. Hypothetically speaking, I am willing to help anyone who reads this blog, to sleep, at a discounted rate of $8(market rate) per hour. You can sms me for enquiries. In addition, I am also able to do home deliveries, so thank you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5108068819061178547?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5108068819061178547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5108068819061178547&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5108068819061178547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5108068819061178547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-funny-how-i-got-double-e-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3618916312652909686</id><published>2008-06-25T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:04:25.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my defence of my blog being too boring (read: all pictures only), I have decided to write a wall of text. However, I am not graphic as Arthur (read: first bloglink you blindfuck), because I have no plans to include very tantalizing pictures of some tits on my entry. I'm glad to rack up a few counts for Arthur, on his blog meter, since I know he is such a whore for hits, albeit secretly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading (or rather hearing it from Vivek, who didn't manage to describe it as well as Arthur) about Arthur's incident, it reminded me of 2 incidents. Strangely, one of Zhao Yuan slapping Jessie in the face when we were still in swiss and one incident of mine a few weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how all the aisles are always blocked after lectures, with people standing at the aisles talking about how last week they had this really good crepe at someplace at bugis junction, or whatever fuck place you have? Well I managed to knock someone's mac out of their hands and I am very proud of that. Why? Cos the bloody girl was blocking my way, when I was trying to get out of the fucking LT, and if you're going to say  "cannot say excuse moi meh?", I did. In fact I said it twice. Either shes deaf, or she thinks shes schizophrenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to squeeze between her tits and the person she was talking to and my bag actually brushed against her arms and knocked her mac over. She was like "WTF CHEEBYE CLUMSY KNN FUCKER". I was quite sorry and first and apologised &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWICE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But she was still fucking pissed and was staring daggers. So, I couldn't be bothered anymore. I don't get it when people say "sorry sorry sorry sorry x 1000000000" and start kissing people's stuff when they knock stuff over. It makes no fucking sense. So if she was expecting me to do that, go choke on a cock butch bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ha, I just managed to steal some content from Arthur to turn it into a blogpost. You can thank me for your mid-day entertainment later. Ah-ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3618916312652909686?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3618916312652909686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3618916312652909686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3618916312652909686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3618916312652909686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-my-defence-of-my-blog-being-too.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5303860035190061709</id><published>2008-06-23T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:28.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SF-BJSTWjDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nQJ5mO6hDB8/s1600-h/raf-simons-eastpak-fw-0809-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SF-BJSTWjDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nQJ5mO6hDB8/s320/raf-simons-eastpak-fw-0809-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215028890050137138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RAF Simmons for Eastpak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5303860035190061709?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5303860035190061709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5303860035190061709&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5303860035190061709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5303860035190061709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/raf-simmons-for-eastpak-pretty-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SF-BJSTWjDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nQJ5mO6hDB8/s72-c/raf-simons-eastpak-fw-0809-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2762103817764398581</id><published>2008-06-21T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:29.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SFyD1OBK2TI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/t-HfiaXgTZc/s1600-h/new-balance-ct-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SFyD1OBK2TI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/t-HfiaXgTZc/s320/new-balance-ct-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187418907498802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SFyDx6-mUiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/G933Zbc0LzU/s1600-h/new-balance-ct-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SFyDx6-mUiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/G933Zbc0LzU/s320/new-balance-ct-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187362256835106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Balance CT: &lt;span class="ProductPrice"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;£49.95 (Pre-Order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="ProductPrice"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pity it doesn't come in US8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ProductPrice"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="ProductPrice"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ProductPrice"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2762103817764398581?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2762103817764398581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2762103817764398581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2762103817764398581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2762103817764398581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-balance-ct-49.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SFyD1OBK2TI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/t-HfiaXgTZc/s72-c/new-balance-ct-04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7452258106555709056</id><published>2008-06-20T10:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:04:55.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oo fatigued?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;ver influx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quantity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;ver &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;quality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Too many &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;worries&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;o ponder?&lt;br /&gt;Pretent&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ous-ness&lt;br /&gt;Time to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;elax&lt;br /&gt;Not too much r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;ally though&lt;br /&gt;Should have gotten much more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;Might be too little too &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt; now&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7452258106555709056?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7452258106555709056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7452258106555709056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7452258106555709056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7452258106555709056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/t-oo-fatigued-o-ver-influx.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8097154456179618265</id><published>2008-06-12T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:45:37.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this off the forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/15131&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder there was a lot of protest when polaroid decided to close down their factory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8097154456179618265?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8097154456179618265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8097154456179618265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8097154456179618265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8097154456179618265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/got-this-off-forum.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6208907049483003108</id><published>2008-06-10T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:42:34.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No matter how much I try to stop buying CDs, I just can't seem to stop. The whole idea of collecting stuff, its just so......easy. It's damn easy hobby to keep I tell you, you buy the damn CD and just put it aside and not listen to it. Then one day, you just dig all of em out and take a look. You feel so damn happy. The trick is not to count how much you've really wasted on it. Quite shitty hobby actually. I should be collecting stamps instead. More practical. Thank goodness I don't buy brand new copies. The idea of getting something used at a much lower price is really damn thrilling. I am such a rag and bone man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, I'm having sort of a term break now. Yes, it feels damn good to be able to just do stuff that you really want to do. However, its damn unsettling thinking about how you still have assignments, that have yet to be done. Time to get a cracking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6208907049483003108?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6208907049483003108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6208907049483003108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6208907049483003108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6208907049483003108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-matter-how-much-i-try-to-stop-buying.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6989922669745199175</id><published>2008-06-07T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:13:17.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just one more assignment left to go, before i get all the shitty stuff out of the way and take a break. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6989922669745199175?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6989922669745199175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6989922669745199175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6989922669745199175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6989922669745199175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-one-more-assignment-left-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3122952817730140544</id><published>2008-06-03T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SEaGtBPzzAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sDIrJBC9cJE/s1600-h/d1c0_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SEaGtBPzzAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sDIrJBC9cJE/s320/d1c0_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207998127087537154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of today was the arrival of my Hosoi's. I am going to die a very happy man. Next up, Vans x Supremes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3122952817730140544?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3122952817730140544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3122952817730140544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3122952817730140544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3122952817730140544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/highlight-of-today-was-arrival-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SEaGtBPzzAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sDIrJBC9cJE/s72-c/d1c0_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1378935602550530619</id><published>2008-06-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:00:30.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait for this week to be over. Fast forward time. &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Hit the stop button, followed by "play". Pardon the pun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1378935602550530619?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1378935602550530619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1378935602550530619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1378935602550530619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1378935602550530619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-wait-for-this-week-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-4187813939821428427</id><published>2008-05-30T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:00:02.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While i used to think that anything to do with the Mac was cool, I no longer think so anymore. I used to think that the iMac/Macbook was a symbol of coolness, I now hate the Mac. It is a symbol of a time sucking machine. The only thing that I am reminded of when I look at it, is the insurmountable amount of work I have left. All in all, it is just a very depressing thing to look at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-4187813939821428427?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4187813939821428427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=4187813939821428427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4187813939821428427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4187813939821428427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/while-i-used-to-think-that-anything-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-741007094592440809</id><published>2008-05-29T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:05:51.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QifM6Uz8taY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QifM6Uz8taY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-741007094592440809?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/741007094592440809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=741007094592440809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/741007094592440809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/741007094592440809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_5408.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5924433355585842259</id><published>2008-05-28T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:47:03.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to the shittyness of my recent shots, I have decided to load a new roll tomorrow and embark on a one shot a day roll. Please do not let this be another waste of my $9 processing fee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5924433355585842259?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5924433355585842259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5924433355585842259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5924433355585842259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5924433355585842259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/due-to-shittyness-of-my-recent-shots-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7038246813396655127</id><published>2008-05-27T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:31.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went out with the intention of getting the Vans X Paul Smith shoes. Guess what? No size for me for the sk8-hi's as well as the chukkas. This is damn swell. All I got today, was screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to what a utility bicycle is, well........&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDvw1UUAC5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/JlUYwM39Nuc/s1600-h/L1000291.jpgq.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDvw1UUAC5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/JlUYwM39Nuc/s320/L1000291.jpgq.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205018593133071250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7038246813396655127?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7038246813396655127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7038246813396655127&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7038246813396655127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7038246813396655127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-i-went-out-with-intention-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDvw1UUAC5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/JlUYwM39Nuc/s72-c/L1000291.jpgq.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1787171809950041259</id><published>2008-05-25T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:49:35.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i vant to buy a utility bicycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1787171809950041259?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1787171809950041259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1787171809950041259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1787171809950041259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1787171809950041259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-vant-to-buy-utility-bicycle.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-9035219043567998734</id><published>2008-05-21T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:31:32.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF BORING MUSIC REVIEWS. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mono_%28Japanese_band%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MONO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palmless Prayer/Mass Murder Refrain&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONO &amp;amp; World's End Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;, you have never heard the best post-rock album ever. If you have never heard of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONO&lt;/span&gt;, you have never heard post-rock at all. It's all that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Palmless Prayer/Mass Murder Refrain&lt;/span&gt;, a seemingly normal and mediocre album, just by looking at the track listing and the album art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at you, is a broken doorway of either an ancient cathedral or just a derelict building. However, what will make you look and think again, is a picture of a man on the ground, in front of this door. That is what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almless Prayer/Mass Murder Refrain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;will do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consisting of only 5 tracks, titled &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PART ONE, PART TWO, PART THREE, PART FOUR&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PART FIVE&lt;/span&gt;, it might seem like just any other post-rock album. If you haven't heard of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONO&lt;/span&gt;, you might be expecting something along the lines of Explosions In The Sky, The Workhouse, Tortoise etc. However, this isn't your average happy sounding post-rock album. Think of it as a cross between &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Moya&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Godspeed You! Black Emperor&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Stumble Then Rise On Some Awkward Morning&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Silver Mt. Zion&lt;/span&gt;, just darker and more ensnaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is purely my personal interpretation of the album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PART ONE&lt;/span&gt; is an introduction of a series of unfortunate events (no pun intended), with minor flashbacks on the things that happened. It tells a sad tale of death, betrayal and past vengences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PART TWO&lt;/span&gt; continues with the introduction and somewhere towards the middle it starts with the intensifying climax of the betrayals and ending off the track with mourning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PART THREE&lt;/span&gt; recounts some good moments that were had by the person in question, with rising waves of emotion towards the middle of the track. It is mostly instensifying and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PART FOUR&lt;/span&gt; tells the sad tale of how the surviving ones carry on with their lives, eternally trying to lead on their lives. However, the old memories still come back to haunt them occasionally and it will never be erased no matter how hard they try to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PART FIVE&lt;/span&gt; closes the album by showing how the sole survivors were killed either emotionally/physically, eventually. It doesn't necessarily show the ugly side of betrayal, but it does close off the events with death itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-9035219043567998734?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9035219043567998734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=9035219043567998734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/9035219043567998734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/9035219043567998734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/disclaimer-do-not-read-if-you-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3868839595725375938</id><published>2008-05-20T22:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:31.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDLbW1SQJvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kVVdtK3JVww/s1600-h/6219-487226-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDLbW1SQJvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kVVdtK3JVww/s320/6219-487226-d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202461704873584370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDLajlSQJuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8VswrI5-8Tw/s1600-h/49745270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDLajlSQJuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8VswrI5-8Tw/s320/49745270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202460824405288674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDLdV1SQJwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T6VIs0dyu6U/s1600-h/news_thumb21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDLdV1SQJwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T6VIs0dyu6U/s320/news_thumb21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202463886716970754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't wait for the vansXsupreme to be released.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3868839595725375938?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3868839595725375938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3868839595725375938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3868839595725375938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3868839595725375938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/cant-wait-for-vansxsupreme-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SDLbW1SQJvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kVVdtK3JVww/s72-c/6219-487226-d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2399877491957055937</id><published>2008-05-17T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:18:35.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The good thing about having a long long holiday(4 days only what), is that you can stay home and rot your fucking ass off. The second best part is having to stay in and do your fucking homework. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ripped off another 4 albums, 3 porn videos, 2 pictures off the internet and all of that is just 1 big lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2399877491957055937?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2399877491957055937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2399877491957055937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2399877491957055937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2399877491957055937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-thing-about-having-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3925693936734162928</id><published>2008-05-10T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:08:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been writing the past few days due to my busy lifestyle(pretending to be doing some work but actually spacing out 96.3% of the time). Honestly, I have been sucked dry like a well and ideas don't really seem to be flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, saw me going to "the soup spoon" for dinner with my sister. It's like one of those rare occasions I hang out with her. Actually the only reason was because it was a paid dinner by her, thats why I went(haha, no lah). I had clam chowder soup which I touch heart and say, was quite awesome. I have never been a soup kind of person, with the exception of chinese soups, but this clam chowder soup was awesomely tasty and had all this bits and pieces of I-don't-know-what was quite chewy and tasty. Then, the main course which was the falafel hummus was just forgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a crazy hectic day. School started at 8am as usual and went on all the way till 6pm. It was quite a typical friday but then again, I did't feel as tired as I was in JC. I guess somehow in poly, though they have like 3 hour tutorials and 3 hour lessons, they actually feel manageable instead of just draining. After school I went down to NAFA to take a look at Wilmer and Boon's graduating exhibition thing. I honestly think it was really good. Like their designs and stuff, the typography, the colours, it was just ace really. I think there really is a difference between NAFA students and poly students. It's not about them being rich or fashion forward or culture savvy but rather, they've got like this bright spark that just triggers off all their creativity man. I actually stayed genuinely for quite a while to look at their stuff and I must say I was really impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will see me going to town to check out the Vans X Paul Smith shoes and mainly to check out the "BringDaPaint" event at youthpark(I think). HAHAHAHAHA. I am feeling quite excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3925693936734162928?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3925693936734162928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3925693936734162928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3925693936734162928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3925693936734162928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/havent-been-writing-past-few-days-due.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1179668213790341367</id><published>2008-05-05T21:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:33.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Best would be buys of year 2008 that are least likely to happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Ricoh GX 100&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8NJLJIKTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WDP15mXK8kA/s1600-h/simg_t_os461765999e00379d6ed4bb083ff4341163391cfjpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8NJLJIKTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WDP15mXK8kA/s320/simg_t_os461765999e00379d6ed4bb083ff4341163391cfjpg.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196886946269899058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Fred Perry Tipped Cuff Plimsolls&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8Om7JIKUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JbgzKkpZmfI/s1600-h/shoes_iaec1074287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8Om7JIKUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JbgzKkpZmfI/s320/shoes_iaec1074287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196888556882635074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Head Porter Black Beauty Monogram Day Pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8RVbJIKWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EQZUCUT2gQE/s1600-h/bbmdaypack01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8RVbJIKWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EQZUCUT2gQE/s320/bbmdaypack01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196891554769807714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4)Sigur Ros - Heima DVD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8RrrJIKXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MCU7ZWsc1a0/s1600-h/31wVliKu8bL._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8RrrJIKXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MCU7ZWsc1a0/s320/31wVliKu8bL._SS400_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196891937021897074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)The Great Wave - Katsushika Hokusai (13" Macbook Gelaskin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8TLrJIKYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X0a0GgU_3gg/s1600-h/57_KatsushikaHokusai_TheGreatWave_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8TLrJIKYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X0a0GgU_3gg/s320/57_KatsushikaHokusai_TheGreatWave_450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196893586289338754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)On The Road: The Original Scroll - Jack Kerouac&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8VCLJIKZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ddw1_iFy1y4/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8VCLJIKZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ddw1_iFy1y4/s320/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196895622103837074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Imperial Dukes&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8WErJIKaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EGvqTrQdrNE/s1600-h/2349927523_f4cc12dfd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8WErJIKaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EGvqTrQdrNE/s320/2349927523_f4cc12dfd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196896764565137826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Vans X Paul Smith&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8asbJIKbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tAH7BVHJmrc/s1600-h/vans-vault-slip-sk8-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8asbJIKbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tAH7BVHJmrc/s320/vans-vault-slip-sk8-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196901845511449010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1179668213790341367?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1179668213790341367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1179668213790341367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1179668213790341367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1179668213790341367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-would-be-buys-of-year-2008-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB8NJLJIKTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WDP15mXK8kA/s72-c/simg_t_os461765999e00379d6ed4bb083ff4341163391cfjpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5753410733677957865</id><published>2008-05-05T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:34.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KICKS FOR YOUR LICKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if shipping wasn't so expensive, i'd have gotten this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5nDLJIKPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MAMZKty3pkY/s1600-h/d1c0_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5nDLJIKPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MAMZKty3pkY/s320/d1c0_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196704324260473074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just to demonstrate how fashion forward Vans is:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5tsbJIKSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xpk9sEZKhiA/s1600-h/vans-vault-slip-sk8-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5tsbJIKSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xpk9sEZKhiA/s320/vans-vault-slip-sk8-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196711629999843618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5sa7JIKRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/B7eMCug5nU0/s1600-h/1179807672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5sa7JIKRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/B7eMCug5nU0/s320/1179807672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196710229840505106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5sB7JIKQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/B6HhmdT4N7Y/s1600-h/5865099B.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5sB7JIKQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/B6HhmdT4N7Y/s320/5865099B.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196709800343775490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually most of them are from a few seasons ago, except the Vans x Paul Smith one, which should be for S/S08 if Im not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stupid as it might sound like, going to school has been really a mindfuck because everyday you have to iron a bloody t shirt. Its damn wtf I tell you, you have to pick out which t shirt to wear, you have to set up the ironing board, turn on the iron, wait for the iron to heat up, iron the shirt, turn off the iron, keep the ironing board. Its damn fucking leh cheh I tell you. Why cant they make washing machines that dry-iron-hang the clothes for you? That, I have no fucking idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of rambling on and on and on about gay topics like what I have to wear and what I have to do and what I do in school, I should be writing about..... I have no idea whatsoever what I should be writing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten myself a used SLR. If you would like to have your tits taken by me, please email me at silverfishblindsyoureye@hotmail.com. On a side note, the guy I bought the camera from, actually had the audacity to provide me with a red strap made of spandex like material. Damn fucker can, its almost like he made a strap out of used grandfathers' "briefs". I've always wondered why "briefs" wasn't spelt like "brieves". This by the way, is a side side note. Thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5753410733677957865?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5753410733677957865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5753410733677957865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5753410733677957865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5753410733677957865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-swear-if-shipping-wasnt-so-expensive.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SB5nDLJIKPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MAMZKty3pkY/s72-c/d1c0_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-409748747428517638</id><published>2008-04-28T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:56:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you are not a fan of mindless posts, this isn't the post for you. Then again, if you're not a fan of mindless posts, you wouldn't be here even, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've figured out by myself today that a person really needs 3 pairs of jeans. Anything more than that, is really just a waste of money/cupboard space. The most important pair is the one you wear all the time. The one that you feel the best in and you really want to rock out in. The second pair of jeans is for you to wear, when you finally decide to wash your first pair, after a bajillion years. The third pair of jeans, I call em the adventure jeans. They should be used for hardcore activities like paintball, carwash events, sports(???) and any shit thing that gets em dirty. This third pair should be washed after every wear. If you don't wash em, don't come round crying when you start growing little bumps or spots or tumours around your dick. Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with so much work to do, I really wonder when is it ever going to slow down. It's only the third week of school, maybe I'm just too uptight? I don't know. And I thought it was going to be pretty easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-409748747428517638?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/409748747428517638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=409748747428517638&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/409748747428517638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/409748747428517638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-are-not-fan-of-mindless-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1930569300632474311</id><published>2008-04-27T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:34.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SBNfW7JIKOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Xscdg9lxphg/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SBNfW7JIKOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Xscdg9lxphg/s320/P1010081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193599642726050018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SBNe7bJIKNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ns1AZGNXzXA/s1600-h/P1010080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SBNe7bJIKNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ns1AZGNXzXA/s320/P1010080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193599170279647442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The event today at Geseho was pretty awesome. Saw quite a few familiar faces. Like some of the Malaysians who took good care of us at KL and the usual faces. Damn nice guys. Saw the rest of the lomotion as well. Aiya, damn tired now but have to get back to my project. Another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1930569300632474311?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1930569300632474311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1930569300632474311&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1930569300632474311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1930569300632474311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/event-today-at-geseho-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SBNfW7JIKOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Xscdg9lxphg/s72-c/P1010081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5124669229939195201</id><published>2008-04-26T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T01:16:38.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have realised something today. While I am able to tolerate/control physical pain, I am extremely bad/lousy/poor/useless at controlling emotional distress. While I can take some bad scabs or a twisted ankle, I am unable to handle my emotions when the house is in a mess, the dishes are left at the sink not washed, the newspapers are unkept, the toothpaste cover hasn't been shut properly(by that I mean that you have to hear the click sound before the thing is actually shut properly), etc etc. Thats how lousy I am. I get extremely pissed off when such things happen and start yelling at every MOFO that gets in my way. That is how bad I am. I often go into "emotional rage mode" and start packing the house at like 12.30am. Like WTF. That is how gay I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I have realised that its not that bad having an elder sister afterall. The best part is leeching off her stuff. The Face Shop's Orange Mint Footscrub is pretty awesome. I swear that it smells exactly like Ricola(the mandarin orange flavour), though I'm not too sure if it tastes the same way. Then theres Body Shop's Strawberry Body Wash, which I conveniently use as soap for my hands. It smells damn fucking awesome and I have ever had the thought of licking my hands after a wash to find out if it tastes like strawberry or something. Thats really honestly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite hyped up about TKG's event tmr. Don't know why. A pity I've sold off my LC-A and my Olympus OM2N has yet to arrive. So have to shoot using the fucking compact cam. Fuckkkkkkkkkk....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5124669229939195201?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5124669229939195201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5124669229939195201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5124669229939195201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5124669229939195201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-realised-something-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5271403553599832780</id><published>2008-04-23T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:38:42.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With the new "chat" function on facebook, making the excuse that you're going to bed and logging off early, when you're actually only appearing offline, doesn't work anymore. Thanks to the addition of this new "chat" function, I can already start seeing a whole new wave, with people trying stalk people they don't know and adding them on facebook, so that they can chat up the opposite sex. Too bad! When I suggested that the chats might actually be logged, to Arthur, he simply laughed it off. I am quite sure that he will regret ever laughing at me, because I am actually a normal looking superhero with no superpowers. He shall live to remember this day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5271403553599832780?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5271403553599832780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5271403553599832780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5271403553599832780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5271403553599832780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-new-chat-function-on-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-469206031648317705</id><published>2008-04-20T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:34.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today saw me having a lot of fun in a long while. I saw a lot of people that I've haven't seen for sometime already. The Cheena gang, Zhao Yuan, Eric, Abu and Siva. It was spent at fico, which i think was damn awesome. It proves that people don't have to spend a lot of money to be happy really. Just a good game of soccer, good company, cold drinks after a tired game was really enough. I think that making this a yearly thing would really be a good idea. Cos everyone will come and also, we won't get too tired of it. I thank Ikhsan for organising this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After soccer, saw us going to Chinese Garden. Damn unexpected nice place! Even though we ended up playing risk, I must say that it's the company that counts. Don't have to go to fun places, eat expensive food, or buy expensive stuff, can make someone really damn happy. Anyway, I'm really too tired to blog. I leave you with a picture!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAtFsij25ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_eYOzIZNzy8/s1600-h/P1010062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAtFsij25ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_eYOzIZNzy8/s320/P1010062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191319626968393106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-469206031648317705?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/469206031648317705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=469206031648317705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/469206031648317705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/469206031648317705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-saw-me-having-lot-of-fun-in-long.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAtFsij25ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_eYOzIZNzy8/s72-c/P1010062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2633201778300548758</id><published>2008-04-20T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T03:26:28.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b4/janineong91/blogpics2/blogpics3/Janineong868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b4/janineong91/blogpics2/blogpics3/Janineong868.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the famous LT picture. Locate me and win a prize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2633201778300548758?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2633201778300548758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2633201778300548758&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2633201778300548758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2633201778300548758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/presenting-famous-lt-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5194759986613027207</id><published>2008-04-20T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:35.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAoumyj25YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FXB3OrPiyw4/s1600-h/P1010036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAoumyj25YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FXB3OrPiyw4/s320/P1010036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191012764439995778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAouBij25XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JqSpjL2IH24/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAouBij25XI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JqSpjL2IH24/s320/P1010026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191012124489868658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although Arthur is probably going to say I'm damn gay and all that, I don't care also. Cos he's a mean guy. I was damn bored lah, so i took some shots. Then I suddenly realised how come stuff looks better on cameras. Like how come I can see in the pictures that the honeycombs are more defined. Now, I'm off to find out why at the "how stuff work" website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5194759986613027207?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5194759986613027207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5194759986613027207&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5194759986613027207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5194759986613027207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/although-arthur-is-probably-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/SAoumyj25YI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FXB3OrPiyw4/s72-c/P1010036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3017306022305621607</id><published>2008-04-19T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:59:39.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there was one fun day this week, apart from tuesday where there wasn't school, it was today. What better way to learn, than to learn something out of interest instead of obligation? Anyway I learnt pretty much about the basics and techniques of shooting. I was suprised that stuff like panning and one-third rule applied. Even though it was shooting using a video camera instead of a SLR or DSLR, the experience was largely similar. However, suprisingly what I found interesting was really the technical stuff. Bla bla bla. Yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this sleep early, wake up early routine is really killing me. Its only 2am now and I'm feeling so tired already. You know the kind of screwed up feeling where you go to a chalet and play Dai Dee throughout the night for 6 hours and not sleep till you get home? Yes, thats the kind of feeling I'm really having now. Damn damaging to my health, waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this entry is getting quite disconnected. Time to disconnect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3017306022305621607?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3017306022305621607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3017306022305621607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3017306022305621607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3017306022305621607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-there-was-one-fun-day-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-909881921789901925</id><published>2008-04-16T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:56:43.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today somewhat marks the first day of real lessons at school, and so far it hasn't been as interesting as I thought it should be. Although I've been through more boring lessons in my life (read: chemistry), Principles of Marketing is still a little boring, bearing a small similarity to economics in JC, just that in JC there was a lot more data and a lot more graphs and stuff. I also realised that my calculator batteries do not work anymore and i need to get them replaced. However, I am seriously doubting that i will ever use a calculator throughout these 3 years of my poly life, except maybe to tabulate my monthly expenditure, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, if you guys were wondering where the bitching part comes in, here it is. You know how on the first day of school, you make friends and stuff? I think thats a really important part. The moment you mix with the wrong bunch, you should realise that you'll be stuck with them for the subsequent parts of the days, weeks, might be months, hopefully not years. I am somewhat an unwilling victim of circumstances. The story goes like this, I stick around with Rachel(Borders Ex Colleague) on the first day and what happens is she gets to know her classmates. Yes, they are relatively nice people. They don't appear malicious and stuff. BUT(a big one here) they are fucking C-H-E-E-N-A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds like I am one big bastard and all, complaining about people being cheena. However, its even worse than the swiss cheena gang I swear. I SWEAR. They are more cheena than any Swiss Corttedge schoolmate I ever had. Try imagining being in these situations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Having someone suddenly sing the F4 meteor garden song, suddenly and quite loudly.&lt;br /&gt;2)Holding a conversation with a group in english and suddenly the whole fucking conversation shifts to chinese(permanently). Actually I don't really mind this, cos I am quite sure I can hold chinese conversations quite well.&lt;br /&gt;3)As if #1 and #2 isn't bad enough, here comes the killer. The "Fatality" in "Mortal Kombat", the "Milestone Finisher" in "Fifa 99", the "Trademark Finisher" in "WWF"(no, not the conservation group. wrestling. I still like calling it WWF instead of WWE). Someone suggested we go to Kbox after school today. - _ -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH, IF THERES ONE THING WORSE THAN #3, IT'S THE ULTIMATE. THE ULTIMATE OF ALL ULTIMATES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)=The Killing Blow(TKB, as opposed to TKG)&lt;br /&gt;Imagine going to a LT. A whole group of us gets seated and everone is occupying this whole row of seats. All of a sudden, this girl whips out her camera phone, gently taps a stranger sitting in front of her, and gets this stranger to take a picture of all of us, from all the way in front of the LT. (think camwhore style, but x10 the number of people and x10 the distance, the camera is away from your face) -_-    -_-   -_- I never sunk so low into my seat before, trying to hide my face behind my mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, thats my wednesday for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-909881921789901925?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/909881921789901925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=909881921789901925&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/909881921789901925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/909881921789901925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-somewhat-marks-first-day-of-real.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2522269932405931065</id><published>2008-04-14T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:41:25.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after my most recent post about discovering how i actually have like 9 t shirts that i have kept and never wanted to start wearing, i have discovered more truths about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually theres this drawer at my desk i keep locked all the time. not that it contains wads of money or lots of jewelry, it contains a lot of old memories as well as stuff that i keep. "what are these stuff?" you may ask. well, it isn't exactly private but neither is it something i would like my parents to find out about. inside, there are tons and tons of pamphlets, brochures or handouts. not any kind mind you. there are those with very well done artwork, from brochures of "BEAT!@HOMECLUB" to a handout for this play by zai kuning, which i never got to attend, to gig flyers, like the oasis in singapore and the mogwai gig for mosaic a few years back, all of which i never attended. other than these flyers and stuff, there are concert ticket stubs, buttons(the kind that some of us call badges), a watch box, tons and tons of stickers(the cool kind, not the power ranger kind, even though i think tommy is still the coolest power ranger) etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point of this post wasn't to tell everyone(read: a handful of people who still visit) what i kept and stuff but rather to let me analyse what kind of person i am. as funny as it might sound, i find that i am someone who fiercely holds on to memories of events, or people, that have made enough impact at a certain time of my life. each flyer meant a phase i was going through. the HOMECLUB flyer reminded me of how i once really didn't mind clubbing and felt it was really good, the gig flyers as well as the buttons reminded me about how at a point in my life, i had a lot of passion for music, the different stickers of different shops/brands reminded me about how i used to buy a lot of a single product. but the fact that i do lock up this drawer, might actually signify how i want to keep these memories only to myself. you might think that i have been too analytical with this post, but i do honestly think it is true. well, at this moment, this time, 12.38am 14/04/08 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. i forgot to mention that i have this condom in my drawer. i remember arthur giving it to me some time back. honestly. he might have been trying to boast to me of his sexual prowess but then again it might be only because he wanted me to get laid and stop being so grumpy. in any case, i will one day find enough determination to poke a few holes in it, seal it back and return it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy father's day in advance to you arthur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2522269932405931065?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2522269932405931065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2522269932405931065&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2522269932405931065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2522269932405931065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-my-most-recent-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-613771455140039239</id><published>2008-04-13T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T03:47:54.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while i constantly complain and complain and complain and whine and whine and whine to myself about the lack of t shirts in my cupboard, i have found out the truth. there might actually be more t shirts that i havent worn, than those that i do wear. another look into my cupboard has made me discover that i have at least 9 t shirts and a polo tee that i  have never worn since buying. the oldest one was bought maybe 3 years ago. i always see these t shirts hanging around but i have never wanted to wear a new t shirt, because i like the feel of how you still have something new in your cupboard and how it smells like you've just bought it 2 hours ago. i think i have a weird disease and i think i need help. anyway this pointless post is just pointless. it is just something i am trying to find, to do, at 3.45 in the morning. thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-613771455140039239?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/613771455140039239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=613771455140039239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/613771455140039239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/613771455140039239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/while-i-constantly-complain-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6113557710453264305</id><published>2008-04-12T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T12:15:53.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g7ICpbVMuA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5g7ICpbVMuA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few months ago when the prices of polaroids started increasing from $18 to $20 to $25 per single pack of 10, i stopped shooting with polaroids completely. however what i didnt know really, was that the polaroid producing factory was actually facing a "crisis" and was closing down, hence the price increase. the shortage against the demand caused such a sharp hike in price and i thought it was only due to an increasing number of hobbyists, that the slimy retailers decided to jack up the price. however, this is not the point of this somewhat pointless entry. the point was only to drop this link for all to see. i didn't want it to look too boring though, so i just added all the incoherent text to spice it all up. sorry, i dont function too well 15 mins after i wake up. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6113557710453264305?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6113557710453264305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6113557710453264305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6113557710453264305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6113557710453264305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8939820060448722418</id><published>2008-04-11T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T02:43:50.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today wasnt the first day of school but rather it was some induction day thing. it was as not exciting as i thought it out to be. yes, people have been telling me to be more proactive and be more excited and all about this whole thing but the funny thing is that how people dont seem to notice that its hard to get really excited(to the extent that you start spitting all over when you start talking about the exciting moments in your life) when you are surrounded by people almost 4 years younger than you. im not trying to be a real fucker here but this whole vibe around all the year 2's, its really quite  a turnoff honestly. the whole im-damn-proud-being-a-FMS-student and trying to rub this shit off most of the people around the hall at 9am in the morning, it disturbs me. maybe im just plain old grumpy or what. on a lighter note, all the year 1's were damn excited about seeing paul twohill or threehill or one tree hill or whatever hill. i doubt they would be as excited meeting taufik batistuta(hahahaha) or the other malay guy who won singapore idol. well at least maybe we can all take heart that sometimes finishing second/third/fourth/last isn't that bad afterall. then again, its quite sad if you're a guy wearing black eyeliner. i would rather end up being first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8939820060448722418?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8939820060448722418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8939820060448722418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8939820060448722418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8939820060448722418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-wasnt-first-day-of-school-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6789071954399818774</id><published>2008-04-09T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:31:05.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i celebrated my birthday by having dinner with my primary school friends, ming qiang and marcus at one of the best japanese restaurants i've been to. it was awesome. the ambience was good, the food was tasty, the beer was cheap. although a tad expensive, costing me close to $60, it was honestly worth every cent. the scallop was good, the shiitake mushrooms were damn juicy(and i am not a mushroom eater), the black pepper yakitori was awesomely tasty, the beer was refreshing but the best has got to be the black sesame ice cream with homemade sesame cream. i kid you not, it has got to be the best and i mean really the best dessert ever. i will definitely go back again, considering the food and the ambience being really awesome. you must be thinking i must be raving mad spending $60 on a single meal but hey, you dont turn 21 every year. i think having real japanese food, in japan, must really be the best experience ever. i am a happy man now and i will die without regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6789071954399818774?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2257137162503216930</id><published>2008-04-08T03:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:28:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this weird lifestyle has simply made everything spin out of control. i look out the window now and all i see are rows and rows of black rectangles. i need to start sleeping earlier and waking up at the correct times and sleeping at the correct times, cos this is somehow going to take some life out of me if this goes on. today i reorganised everything in my room, moving furniture in the process. i like the way how small little changes in your life makes it so much more interesting. also, i couldn't help but buy a small potted plant for my table. it would be lovely to get a small venus flytrap really. like really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2257137162503216930?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2257137162503216930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2257137162503216930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2257137162503216930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2257137162503216930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-weird-lifestyle-has-simply-made.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8004059231058944023</id><published>2008-04-07T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:53:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im glad i have spoken to quite a few people about the problem i had at hand. its not really problem but i guess it did bother me for quite a while. while there were people who simply laughed it off as being stupid/silly, im glad there were people who really offered me some genuine advice. i have realised that at this point of life, i am still not in control of my "destiny" or my "aspirations". firstly, according to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, i am  still at the bottom. i have not started earning my keep and i am still lacking in quite a few areas of my life.  basically, im just glad i spoke to quite a few people, nevermind some of them laughing it off or what. i guess i just need to find a way to be happy with my life right now.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8004059231058944023?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8004059231058944023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8004059231058944023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8004059231058944023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8004059231058944023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-glad-i-have-spoken-to-quite-few.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-679307214006942516</id><published>2008-04-03T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:12:03.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently i have been feeling really reminiscent as well as confused. i dont know, maybe i do have too much time on my hands but i think im going through this phase where im trying to find out the true meaning of life. it seems like its just this whole power struggle and i cant really see what is this whole point. dont get me wrong. im not feeling suicidal or what. its just this feeling of being lost in the whole process and not being able to find yourself and who you really are. i know i've written this sort of entries a whole lot of times, only to find myself doing the same things the next day. i've often wondered about how i could make a difference to the world(not in a political sense but more of an environmental sense). the whole purpose of life, it just seems so pointless i guess. have you ever wondered the true purpose of your existence? are we really just meant to be part of this "food chain"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-9160111882684268920</id><published>2008-04-03T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:03:16.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone is different individually, but collectively, we're all just the same piece of scum on this earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-9160111882684268920?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9160111882684268920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=9160111882684268920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/9160111882684268920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/9160111882684268920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/everyone-is-different-individually-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8283150858103996283</id><published>2008-04-03T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:26:12.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its funny when i was sitting there watching "marco polo" on channel 5, when it ended on came a mildly familiar song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've been on the run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Driving in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Looking out for #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;suprisingly it was the 4th season of the OC. i remember how i used to like the first season of the show a lot, mainly due to the presence of peter gallagher, aka seth cohen's dad, sandy cohen. so i sat there trying to watch the first 5 mins of the show. but somehow it felt different. i didn't feel like sitting there any longer. there wasn't the same feeling of not wanting to not watch it. i guess thats the part where you realise that things change and we are no longer attracted to the same things we used to like. with the passing of time, a lot of things actually change and i do mean A LOT. i dont know, maybe its growing up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way that penn and teller no longer attracts you in the same way, the way you no longer like the same stuff you listened to a few years ago, the way you look at a purchase you did a few years ago, the way you no longer have the crush you had on someone a while back, the way you lose some friends along the way of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, things do really change and so do our priorities in life. it would be a lot easier if things were kept simple and people were more direct with one another, not in a malicious way, but just plain simple and straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8283150858103996283?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8283150858103996283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8283150858103996283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8283150858103996283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8283150858103996283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-funny-when-i-was-sitting-there.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1853242494601119500</id><published>2008-04-02T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:48:40.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so here is a very bored me with school starting on the 14th of april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to delete my profile mainly because it doensn't sound very interesting and i have been using it for years. like really since this dumbass-space-to-rant blog started. whats up with the links? yes, they have been updated and refreshed not because i have nothing better to do but rather it has been added more for my own private use. please do tell me politely(expletives are allowed but no CAPS cos that means shouting online) if you want your name to be removed. i will nicely do so. do not feel agitated if you do not see your link on the right, because there might be a number of reasons involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)you might have warned me about your blog being a private blog(??????????)&lt;br /&gt;b)i might have lost your link along the way&lt;br /&gt;c)you might not have updated since 6 B.C&lt;br /&gt;d)i might have accidently missed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please note that the links only mean that i read them regularly and i might not actually know them well on a personal level. thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the loyal readers of my blog(existent????) you shall be rewarded with some very delicious sites i visit regularly on a regular basis regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss the good old days of open diary which i visit  probably once a year, to have a good laugh at how childish i was and still am. nothing seems to have changed since sec 1. i still write about the same mundane things in my life and my never-seem-to-be-expanding circle of good friends. i also do not write testimonials for my friends anymore, since the prolific rise of gargantuan social networking groups like friendster and facebook. i am so sorry if you have not heard about them. like really really sorry. remind me to create a facebook group for you if you still havent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly this whole thought of how i haven't been able to write poems has hit me. how come i dont write like interesting poems on my blog puzzles me to a really huge extent. i thought i was going to end up a poet of somekind, someday. this is really upsetting. like really really upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please add my blog to your RSS feeds to find out when in the next millenium will i update. thanks for viewing this dead space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1853242494601119500?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1853242494601119500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1853242494601119500&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1853242494601119500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1853242494601119500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-here-is-very-bored-me-with-school.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6492382126847724664</id><published>2008-03-12T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:55:51.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking back on the broken social scene gig on sunday, it was probably a good thing that i was never a huge fan of them. i hardly know any of their names except for leslie feist and kevin drew. it kept my expectations quite low cos i didnt know what to errrrm, expect. well overall i think they played a really good show, extending the stipulated timing by another 45mins. it was worth every cent even though i didnt know all the songs. which then brings me to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;how long ago was it that i actually bought a cd and listened to it. i think the discman was probably a really good invention before the ipod came along. pardon me but i know an ipod is really good and stuff(i am guilty of having it) but its been a really really long time since i listened to an album for more than 10 times. im not a big fanboy of any bands, i dont know the members, i dont know the lyrics. probably the only people i know are: thom yorke(radiohead), johnny greenwood(radiohead), morrissey(the smiths), frank black(pixies), kim deal(pixies), mark tom travis(blink 182), billy corgan(the smashing pumpkins), chris martin(coldplay), matt bellamy(muse), chris wolstenholme(muse), dave grohl(foo fighters). yeah, thats about it! i cant remember the guy from death cab and stuff. but do i care? not really. do you care that i care? i guess not. who gives a shit about who is in the band. i personally do not. if they're good, i see them as a collective being good. i see radiohead being good, i see pixies being good. i see blink 182 being good(hahaha! who didnt grow up to them!). i dont give a fuck about who is the one making the band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i got myself lost in my own plot. i was actually talking about the discman. i actually liked it a lot when i used to buy cds and just keep playing the cd everyday on the way to school, on the way home. i liked it when i knew all the lyrics without having to look at the lyrics book. i liked it when i knew which track was coming next. i liked it how i didnt know all the song titles. and i liked it because it was just so simple. nowadays, no matter how good the album, i never get past 5 listens. i can never remember the album name. i can hardly remember the tune. thats how good an ipod is. everyones coming out with new material so fast, coupled with yourself trying to get hold of every digitalised album there is, yeah, thats music today for you. i hope someone feels the same way as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6492382126847724664?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6492382126847724664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6492382126847724664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6492382126847724664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6492382126847724664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/looking-back-on-broken-social-scene-gig.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1435932236856258531</id><published>2008-03-05T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T12:36:11.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a good waste of $35! i swear im never buying a graniph t shirt again! after 1 wash, it went out of shape, with the bottom expanding so much, i swear i was mary poppins if i wore it. motherrrrfuck. i can think of a million ways to spend $35. cheebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1435932236856258531?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1435932236856258531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1435932236856258531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1435932236856258531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1435932236856258531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-good-waste-of-35-i-swear-im-never.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3497554653280082447</id><published>2008-03-04T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:49:18.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>without work, life has become somewhat dull lately. no, dont get me wrong, i dont miss work, all that weekends burnt and stuff but then again, the money managing is getting to be a bit of a bitch. if ebay shipped sooner, i might just be able to be a normal working guy, minus all the working hours. ah but then again, thats not really that important is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the daily routine begins at 12noon with me waking up and brushing my teeth in the afternoon. yes, im disgusting, i know! between that, you'd most probably spot me online checking my bookmarks and stuff blah yada yada yippie yip yappy yap glob slush swirle gurgle guzzle whim bam! who the fuck wants to know what im up to! even i dont want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should seriously stop bumming around and get to those books i bought but haven't read, movies i downloaded but haven't watched and money i earned but havent spent. nope, take that last part away, its definitely a negative!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3497554653280082447?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3497554653280082447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3497554653280082447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3497554653280082447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3497554653280082447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/without-work-life-has-become-somewhat.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1412904649324727900</id><published>2008-02-13T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T03:25:56.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a terrible day for me. nothing seems to be going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)my LCA shutter release button fell off without me knowing, costing me $80 at camera hospital together with a general CLA service.&lt;br /&gt;2)i couldn't collect my rolls at DDD today&lt;br /&gt;3)the movie i was supposed to watch was terrible (partly asking for it, cos somehow it was obvious that it would've sucked)&lt;br /&gt;4)i am feeling feverish&lt;br /&gt;5)i am extremely not hyped up for the KL trip&lt;br /&gt;6)my sleeping patterns are screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a whole lot of shit that happened! on a side note, there are a hundred things that i want to get done tomorrow/in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)meet up with thomas and vivek&lt;br /&gt;2)meet up with the rest of the guys&lt;br /&gt;3)go back to the padang to shoot the awesome blue seats that are meant for chingay 2008&lt;br /&gt;4)find a way to make a quick buck&lt;br /&gt;5)read more books and read the papers(by that i don't mean just the LIFE!, DIGITAL LIFE, URBAN and the SPORTS sections&lt;br /&gt;6)stop buying unnecessary stuff like t shirts *(&amp;amp;)#$*_^%&lt;br /&gt;7)permanently remember how to spell words like "unnecessary", "embarrassing" and some other words, without having to use the "autofill" function on the yahoo search engine&lt;br /&gt;8)watch a whole lot of movies i have on my hard disk&lt;br /&gt;9)doing #1-#9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i cut my toenails and fingernails. only left with the hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1412904649324727900?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1412904649324727900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1412904649324727900&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1412904649324727900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1412904649324727900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-terrible-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6911251745055331984</id><published>2008-02-02T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:12:25.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway i havent been updating for a welly welly wellington long time! haha, its alright though, cos its just like an outlet for my little ramblings on what to do, who to meet, what to buy kind of shit. anyway $169 for a pair of pointer shoes is really tempting but the price isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welly nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pointerfootwear.com/footwear/Debaser/Khaki/Image1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pointerfootwear.com/footwear/Debaser/Khaki/Image1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to consider that im actually out of a job now, i'll need to spend quite a bit soon from going up to KL and the whole BSS gig. its damn stupid i decided to go for the BSS set, quite spontaneous actually. ah, screw that. ebaying has been a bitch, cos there are like lots of stuff to get and damn cheap at that! anyway the main reason that i've decided to quit my job, is actually because of the whole hours thing. i haven't got anytime for anything, cos work ends damn late and starts at the best times of the day. its easy to say "just work lah, think about the moeny" and all that, but really it isnt. imagine working on weekends and also in the afternoon and night on weekdays. i've hardly got anytime for myself. im usually too bummed out after work and wake up late morning, so that brings me to work again. so it ends up like a work/sleep/work/sleep cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just too plain spoilt for my own good. hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, holiday plans have really been pushed aside apart from going up to KL(which doesnt really count as a holiday, cos its exactly going to be like singapore). there has been talk about a shitload of countries and stuff but there hasn't been much action. it's a pity i wasn't able to go up to sweden with my sister cos shes got work and stuff and im quite sure im going to regret this for a long time now. then theres the whole vivek/thomas/me/bangkok thing which i doubt will materialise cos we're just too lazy to go do research and all that shit. then theres me going up to melb with kim and stuff. aiyah! its just a lot of work to do the planning and research! now i really know why my family doesnt go on holidays anymore. just too much planning! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i do really need to go look for a good read. havent been reading any good stuff lately. in fact i havent even been reading lately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6911251745055331984?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6911251745055331984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6911251745055331984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6911251745055331984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6911251745055331984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/02/anyway-i-havent-been-updating-for-welly.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-600048815854173784</id><published>2008-01-12T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T02:41:05.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im glad i had a chat with sheena last night about holidaying. since its so hard finding someone whos willing to go with me and stuff, why not take a trip on my own? it really made a lot of sense to me and im pretty unhappy with my job and shit, so maybe i should just go on a trip. its always something i wanted to do, so it makes pretty much a lot of sense to leave. might as well go to a few countries around the region, travel budget, rather than go on an expensive holiday with my sister? makes a lot more sense. but somehow, i think part of my sister still wants to go to sweden, just that work is stopping her and stuff. i'll probably stop working after CNY and go around on 2 or 3 short trips? maybe 1 to aus, then to thailand. hong kong should only be a probability. why not man? not forever you get to be 20. lets just hope this isnt going to end up a phase like the countless ones i've had with japan, taiwan and thailand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-600048815854173784?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/600048815854173784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=600048815854173784&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/600048815854173784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/600048815854173784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-glad-i-had-chat-with-sheena-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8112737532940197263</id><published>2007-12-29T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:23:23.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh theres this damn fucking irritating trend going on. wherever i visit, wherever i go, i see these pictures of people. pictures that were taken using the motherfucking camera of the fucking macbook. with the "special" fucked up effects to make your pictures look funny. come on, its not like im a fucking elitetist or what, saying that you have got to use a bloody DSLR to take a pic but for goodness sake! its motherfucking irritating to see those pictures. i know its funny and all, you've got a big nose, a long face, a square jaw, beady eyes or a long dong but WTF, please dont show everyone man, cos its not fucking amusing. it fucking disorientates me and brings out all my angry/evil/hateful hormones and makes me want to curse you for your fat filled brains. yeah, i know probably a lot of people will hate me for saying this but do i look like i care anyway! im not an angsty person and people know it! ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8112737532940197263?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8112737532940197263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8112737532940197263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8112737532940197263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8112737532940197263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/12/eh-theres-this-damn-fucking-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-430498834805595843</id><published>2007-12-23T08:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T08:16:35.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night i had a weird dream. i just woke up feeling like it really happened. the dream was about this movie featuring a really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty blonde clumsy female superagent&lt;/span&gt;. in one scene theres this whole swimming carnival and there are lots of kids in it and theres some evil fiend who wants to kill everyone at the carnival. i have no idea if i've ever watched this movie but it really felt like i did! im still looking for it! tell me if you have any idea what movie it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-430498834805595843?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/430498834805595843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=430498834805595843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/430498834805595843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/430498834805595843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-night-i-had-weird-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1225430133776539380</id><published>2007-12-20T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T01:35:40.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my lack of blogging activity has been met with some comments from my most ardent fans(who the fuck reads your blog anyway!). i am back here to say that im in action once more! damn funky can? these past few weeks have been spent mostly at home and out shooting and chilling with lomotion buddies mosta the time. have been shooting pretty regularly now, say a roll per week? well, its been a hell lot of fun, the weirdest/coolest people you'll meet aside from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i watched an old movie. "the dreamers". it was damn fucking awesome even though there was pretty little dialogue, the movie got me thinking in a weird way. not in the way you think when you watch some psychological thriller, nor thinking in a way where a powerful film like hotel rwanda forces you to but rather thinking with your heart. i dont know how you say it but it will pretty much sound cheesy if i try even harder to put it into words. i've recently ripped off "black hawk down" but havent gotten to watching it yet. i cant believe im only watching it when im out of army! i should've started a longer time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week will probably be spent doing the same things as this week and probably even when i start work. i really do hope i get into mass comm at ngee ann. i seriously have no backup plan if i don't get in. i'm probably going to be in a lot of shit if that happens and everyones been telling me to get a backup plan and i know i should too. its just too daunting to do something you won't like doing next time i guess? sometimes you have to really find out what you really like. i seriously do not have a shit idea. i spend my time whiling away on cds, videos, shooting, hanging out and talking nonsense. haha. i wonder wheres that gonna bring me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;probably nowhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1225430133776539380?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1225430133776539380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1225430133776539380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1225430133776539380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1225430133776539380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-lack-of-blogging-activity-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-1519984640118168634</id><published>2007-12-11T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:23:33.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2100855644_526038b209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2100855644_526038b209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2175/2100074567_af3ffdd591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2175/2100074567_af3ffdd591.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2056/2100855866_3c280426a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2056/2100855866_3c280426a4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2249/2100855590_9fd6c4b4a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2249/2100855590_9fd6c4b4a7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2197/2100088055_f0eb37433e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2197/2100088055_f0eb37433e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the reasons why film&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;digital photography. i wont keep doing it and spending so much if digital was that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole month is gonna be a freaking dead month. borders decided to screw up on me and tell me they can only allocate me a trainer on 2nd jan. well, big big screw up. no $$$ man. but on the bright side its probably going to be a good thing cos i might get to meet people whom i havent met in a long long long time. hahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-1519984640118168634?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1519984640118168634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=1519984640118168634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1519984640118168634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/1519984640118168634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/12/digital-photography.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2100855644_526038b209_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2398596672818696856</id><published>2007-12-06T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T08:35:46.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"pablo honey" "the bends" and "ok computer" were probably the best few albums radiohead made. people might beg to differ for "pablo honey" but i still think its a really nice album. pity radiohead will probably not be coming to SG anytime soon. maybe we could do an exchange thing. like sub a santana and MCR gig for a radiohead one, which probably wont happen anytime soon too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2398596672818696856?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2398596672818696856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2398596672818696856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2398596672818696856'/><link rel='self' 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world. i can't remember how many times i listened to "the mark, tom and travis show". its probably the best album in the world and i still think its recorded "live" despite vek insisting that its not. i can't remember how many times thomas, vek and i laughed about the things mark, tom and travis said. fuck transplants, box car racer, angels and airwaves and whatever not band. BRING BLINK 182 back! there, the best entry in the world. OWNS ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5543885669858727660?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5543885669858727660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5543885669858727660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5543885669858727660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5543885669858727660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-guess-vek-is-really-right.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7775947707188654940</id><published>2007-12-03T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:36.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R1Qaq8qYc0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/8jNPlLZNpMw/s1600-R/2081074582_e0d4c931fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R1Qaq8qYc0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/rjNzhTaPLsE/s320/2081074582_e0d4c931fa.jpg" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139762129294357282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 non-people themed shots from my LC-A test roll that i liked more than the rest of a fairly average roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7775947707188654940?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7775947707188654940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7775947707188654940&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7775947707188654940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7775947707188654940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-non-people-themed-shots-from-my-lc.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R1Qaq8qYc0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/rjNzhTaPLsE/s72-c/2081074582_e0d4c931fa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2972107431222083771</id><published>2007-11-29T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:37.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R07gOql9IpI/AAAAAAAAADk/01euDGieTGc/s1600-h/platoon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R07gOql9IpI/AAAAAAAAADk/01euDGieTGc/s320/platoon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138290767432589970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided today that lucky number 7 is going to be my lucky number. i have decided these guys in the picture are rocks. they are rocks the 1 GUARDS! but i is the rocks the mostest! cos i is the poorest guy in the world now! = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2972107431222083771?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2972107431222083771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2972107431222083771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2972107431222083771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2972107431222083771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-decided-today-that-lucky-number.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R07gOql9IpI/AAAAAAAAADk/01euDGieTGc/s72-c/platoon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2522544719170901155</id><published>2007-11-29T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:07:34.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a pity that my holiday plans have been pushed back. too little time, too many schedule clashes. that might eventually end up a good thing. if i can save $600 per month from my job, i'll probably be able to go somewhere i really want to go by april. well, thats if i can resist ebay and yahoo auctions and graniph t shirts and new jeans and a rangefinder and a SLR. well, thats a really big IF. cap that shit! well, only another 8 days to go before i ORD. whats 8 days in 2 years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2522544719170901155?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2522544719170901155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2522544719170901155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2522544719170901155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2522544719170901155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-pity-that-my-holiday-plans-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2698250545586307885</id><published>2007-11-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:46:08.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its infinitely amazing how weird some people can be. how they can say "anything, depends on you guys". i cant believe the weirdness of my platoon. how people always have to do things TOGETHER. that is maximum gayness and brings the meaning of brotherhood to a whole new level of gayness. how there are people who are so lazy they can come at 3.30pm when they are supposed to be there by 1.30pm. how someone can always be on a different wavelength from the current conversation topic. how some people can be permanently disconnected from everything happening around him. how someone can make the same joke again about me wearing the guards t shirt during book outs. how someone can come under so much fire by just doing the smallest things. how someone can appear so serious yet be so lame. how someone can have so much promise yet burn out at the last minute. whatever it is, one things for certain. i will definitely miss this platoon when i ORD. how we have gone through brunei, how we have gone through taiwan, of how we abohor our company, how we just think our CSM is a stupid dick, how i have become the king of dickness in the platoon. i think these 2 years might not have been the most productive years, i however honestly believe that it has been well spent by me. should have screwed the 2 years in JC and done this instead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2698250545586307885?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8961607969250467320</id><published>2007-11-22T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:20:07.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went for a job interview today at borders. the worst thing is that i got it. seriously i have no idea if thats what i really want, working only 6 hours a day at 6 bucks an hour. is it even worth it? am i doing it do just while my time away? half of me tells me i want to do it, another half of it tells me that the pay really sucks, which i cant do to fund my spending. the reason im not doing an office job is cos it seriously sucks. too damn boring and tiring. the last data entry job seriously drained me out. i was already tired after lunch. anyway the borders job starts on the 10th of december. damn, i was really looking forward to working 10-12 hours a day and they actually tell me that its roster based. shit lah, can just put me on the roster for 2 shifts right? gah, might probably have to look for one more job to do. but i have no idea what can i do, cos the borders job is a rotating shift. maybe i can work at the starbucks nearby and just change to borders when its my shift smelling like starbucks. this is certainly a bitch. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i got my paypal account started. im seriously going to die from egay shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8961607969250467320?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8961607969250467320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8961607969250467320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8961607969250467320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8961607969250467320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-went-for-job-interview-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-4500607851755975221</id><published>2007-11-20T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:46:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life has been really good to me lately. i've been having a lot of spare time on my hands and i've been wasting quite a lot of money due to my 9-5 lifestyle. sometimes i wonder if having too much time on your hands is really a good thing. i've seen my bank account dwindle to levels i wouldnt have liked to see. haha. anyway, i might be getting a job at borders. pay would be 6 an hour and i plan to do a 12 hour shift. i hope everything goes well. today i kinda read a chapter of arthur schopenhauer's book about the suffering of the world. it has really made me question on whether enjoyment really brings about pain and pain is actually only a concealed form of happiness. i feel damn bloody retarded and i think all the sentences here feel damn segregated. i dont even know what im saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-4500607851755975221?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4500607851755975221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=4500607851755975221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4500607851755975221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4500607851755975221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-has-been-really-good-to-me-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-4882090101232322169</id><published>2007-11-20T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:35:52.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a mofucking almost close to 2 weeks and my LC-A still hasnt arrived yet. i hope it isnt mofucking lost in the mail baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-4882090101232322169?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4882090101232322169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=4882090101232322169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4882090101232322169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/4882090101232322169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-mofucking-almost-close-to-2.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-465886605343009691</id><published>2007-11-15T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:42:31.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remember writing a post some time back about holidays. i still want to bloody go to those places but whats so sad now is that i might be going to taiwan. i really have no desire or want of any kind to go to taiwan man. fuck. how the fuck do i reject the invitation? i really dont mind going to hong kong or what, but i dont wanna go to bloody taiwan which i went last year. man, this sucks. i dont care if people say that australia is damn bloody boring or the shops close bloody early or what. i just wanna go look at stuff. i dont bloody want to go on a shopping trip seriously. i just want to relax man. = (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-465886605343009691?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/465886605343009691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=465886605343009691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/465886605343009691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/465886605343009691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-remember-writing-post-some-time-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5848285261579550548</id><published>2007-10-28T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T03:04:09.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my top 10 favourite tracks(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)the smashing pumpkins - this time(suprisingly. hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;2)slowdive - dagger&lt;br /&gt;3)sufjan stevens - john wayne gacy, jr.&lt;br /&gt;4)as tall as lions - the carousel&lt;br /&gt;5)the wannadies - you and me song&lt;br /&gt;6)asobi seksu - red sea&lt;br /&gt;7)coldplay - warning sign&lt;br /&gt;8)morrissey - lost&lt;br /&gt;9)the beta band - B + A&lt;br /&gt;10)mew - symmetry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5848285261579550548?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5848285261579550548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5848285261579550548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5848285261579550548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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fuck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8300397971329818980?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8300397971329818980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8300397971329818980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8300397971329818980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8300397971329818980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-fuck-is-cause-of-stupidity-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7779507966951900530</id><published>2007-10-23T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:20:12.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todays topic of the day is so analytical it boggles your mind! it is afterall about the much revered word on blogs, msn, forums and whatever yo ho's call it. and the word of the day is .... HA! yeah. it can be a simple HA! or ha! or ha or hahahahahahaha or haha. each one conveys different emotions. lets start off with the HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HA!": a sharp, loud, brutish outburst. stems from the base of the diaphram(shit, cant spell, all those useful bio lessons gone down the drain), moves up your windpipe(wtf), and through yo ass. thats a HA! for you. i kinda means to say "the last point you made is damn funny lah! but maybe the other points not so funny"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haha": this is used way too often. i have no idea where this one comes from. maybe its kinda like from the weak brain cells, the ones that are not so smart and don't know much. this one is used to increase the length of the chat/blog entry/forum post. its kinda effective and i think i use this one quite often on msn. its kinda like me telling myself "shit, dont really know what to say now. just say haha first lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ha!": used to reiterate how brilliant you are. i.e to convey the message of you not being an accident and that you are a planned bastard, not a bastard child. ??????. okay ie to say you are just smart lah! eg. "ha! thats what i thought too!" actually come to think of it, it also means that the person using it, is trying to suggest that you are seriously a fucking retard and a tart. yeah thats it. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least is the "hahahahahahahahahaha". theres a range of spelling for this one. according to the mauritians, its hahahahaha. the guatemalians(wtf) its hahahahahahhhahaa. everyone has their own ones with different spelling, due to the varying lagness of their com and their own personal processing unit. some of em have got a tad too many h's. anyway this one was born from the flames of the true passion that ignites the coldest hearts and is used widely to convey true happiness. its pure and genuine form is pleasing to the ears and warms the heart. in its true herbal essence, it means that the person using it, is truely and without a doubt happy with your fucktarded jokes. so guys heres a hahahahhahahahahahahaha to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people around here just have way too much time on their hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7779507966951900530?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7779507966951900530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7779507966951900530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7779507966951900530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7779507966951900530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/10/todays-topic-of-day-is-so-analytical-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-6734762013082456896</id><published>2007-10-14T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:20:04.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wishlist 2007!(dec HAHAHAHAHA!) yeah, this is about enough man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shop.lomography.com/products/llc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.denimbaronline.com/assets/items/1A9A9D78E3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-6734762013082456896?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6734762013082456896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=6734762013082456896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6734762013082456896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/6734762013082456896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/10/wishlist-2007dec-hahahahaha-1-2-3-4-5.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8833131960117485434</id><published>2007-10-11T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:35:40.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit lah, i shouldn't have eaten 3 china/snow pears. whatever you call em'. the yellowish ones that are incredibly juicy/crunchy! now im really getting the shits. read: diarrhoea(HA! i didnt spell that wrongly). a disease/discomfort/dysfunktion in the body's system/dickhead pain in the arse &lt;--HA! diarrhoea is characterised with an incredible pain in the abdomen area which makes you go shit this incredibly watery shit and straight after a asswipe, you feel another pain which makes you want to go take another dump. fuck lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have eaten 3 snow pears. but what could i have done to quench my insatiable thirst on a shitty place called jurong island? OH, WHAT COULD I HAVE DONE TO RECEIVE SUCH STUPIDITY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8833131960117485434?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8833131960117485434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8833131960117485434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8833131960117485434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8833131960117485434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/10/shit-lah-i-shouldnt-have-eaten-3.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7304293100297653812</id><published>2007-10-03T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:57:42.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lomography is seriously an addiction thats spinning out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cameras, 15+ boxes of film bought, 4 rolls processed, tons of accessories purchased later, im about down by $300+ this month, which would really explain how come im such a stay home hermit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gained some knowledge, a whole bunch of friends, a new hobby, a whole lot of photos and some disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say that lomo is really better than a PSP. seriously, i could go blind playing one man. so i guess its kinda a not bad trade man, spare for the fact that i would be spending even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;options options.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7304293100297653812?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7304293100297653812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7304293100297653812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7304293100297653812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7304293100297653812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/10/lomography-is-seriously-addiction-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-7998643994330266115</id><published>2007-10-03T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:01:14.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its amazing how people can be so blind towards religion. when you can condemn a friend who doesnt share the same religion or doesnt have a religion to hell. its not me but i cant imagine that. i cant imagine (seriously) saying that someone i know is going to hell. like i cant say,"vek, you're a hindu. im a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and thats the supreme religion and my god is the all knowing god. your religion and what they're telling you, its all a fallacy and you're going to hell for not sharing the same faith as me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all honesty, i've heard people saying that. it makes my blood boil, seriously. you can take your religion/blind faith and bring it to hell with you. im going to hell? yeah so what. its tiring to argue with these people, for they're so obsessed with they're faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have always wondered about the atheists. really, seriously, honestly, if you ask me if i believe in god, i tell you no. sorry to all the christians/muslims/whatevers, sorry im going to hell. it all leads to a question. do people really know if they're already too deep into all these and ask themselves, is this really blind faith we're following? i've got no qualms about people having faith in their gods/god but please, don't ever tell me i'm going to hell, cos it doesn't scare me or make me feel guilty about not being a blind follower like you. if you love your god so much, you should really shove him up your sorry ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-7998643994330266115?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7998643994330266115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=7998643994330266115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7998643994330266115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/7998643994330266115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-amazing-how-people-can-be-so-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5177375313878935320</id><published>2007-09-23T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:02:32.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly it all seems so much closer. 10 more weeks to ORD. just slightly more than 2 months and im outta that place. im really having mixed feelings. am i going to be able to adjust back to school life? is everything gonna change? maybe sometimes NS really is good. although the shitty moments are really shitty, the holidays and the weekends are really really great. there are no exams to worry about, no assignments to be done, you get enough sleep everyday, you learn how to be more independent. i guess theres really a lot to take away from my NS experience, like how to deal with people and stuff. certainly i hope im going to adjust to school life well and hopefully im going to like what i learn. well, theres no turning back now so off i go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5177375313878935320?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5177375313878935320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5177375313878935320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5177375313878935320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5177375313878935320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/09/suddenly-it-all-seems-so-much-closer.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-3309632480354461250</id><published>2007-09-22T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T01:22:06.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i read all the mourinho news on soccernet. its incredibly lame what arsene wenger and alex ferguson are saying. its not like mourinho is dead! its like they're giving en eulogy. "he was a good coach and so and so. although as a person he was an asshole, i think hes really good, cos he stopped us from winning the primiership season so and so, so i'll give him credit for that, even though its more like we slipped instead of chelsea being better than us". assholes lah they all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-3309632480354461250?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3309632480354461250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=3309632480354461250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3309632480354461250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/3309632480354461250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-read-all-mourinho-news-on-soccernet.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-8582128389882934314</id><published>2007-09-12T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:38:51.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a bloody chee. my camp(bloody chee) has to interrupt a perfectly awesome(1week) block leave to get me to go back to listen to some dumbass briefing. yada yada yada. i think i can rattle off a so called briefing if i wanted to. nabei. its like they have no motherfucking brains i tell you. some people stay in jurong and they need like 2 hours to get back to camp. so dont get em to reach by 8am can? seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today has been a surreal day. i've been sleeping my ass off so much at home that i dont even know what day it is. on some days, i wake up feeling like its sunday when sunday was like a few days back already. man. haha. speaking of surreal, today i like met 3 friends within a span of like 15minutes, all of which were like totally coincidental and people you'd totally not expect to meet. its nice feeling meeting people you know on the streets man, its like a confirmation that you have friends(or acquaintances). hahahaha! talk about people feeling insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually block leave can be an ass sometimes. theres nobody to go out with and  most of the time when there are people to hang out with, you conveniently skip the meeting and choose to stay at home to do boring stuff(sleep, watch police and thief). WHAT LAH? SOME PEOPLE HAVE NO CABLE TV LAH! and dont bother telling me about watching heroes and brothers and sisters and lost and prison break and grey's anatomy. like enough of all these crappy ass shows already lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched "i know who killed me" the other day. i totally think that its one of the most dumbass shows of all time(debatable according to chin siang). although i totally misunderstood one of the parts, i still think its lame and cheesey. lindsay lohan's acting was dry and unconvincing and lacked emotion and sucked. shes just overrated i guess. i thought she was going to show some tits, but nooooo, she didnt. what a waste of my $5.70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:i have got to say that the cathay has some of the best seats for sleeping. like seriously. add this great movie to one of the shows i've watched and fell asleep to(monsters inc., ultraviolet). yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-8582128389882934314?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8582128389882934314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=8582128389882934314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8582128389882934314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/8582128389882934314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-bloody-chee.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-5126104951603195249</id><published>2007-09-09T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:17:27.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously and genuinely and sincerely believe that this sad place called mother earth will end with our generation. how can it not be possible when theres so much going on around us? global warming has long been an issue. so has nuclear power. as with AIDS, bird flu, as with all the new viruses mutating into super viruses. but if you seriously ask me what could end all the shit on this earth, i'd really have to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALIENS EXIST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-5126104951603195249?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5126104951603195249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=5126104951603195249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5126104951603195249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/5126104951603195249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-seriously-and-genuinely-and-sincerely.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141358.post-2826937174276937166</id><published>2007-09-07T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:08:37.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/RuA6MOvVgSI/AAAAAAAAADc/MznRzyTm02o/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/RuA6MOvVgSI/AAAAAAAAADc/MznRzyTm02o/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145959227621666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6141358-2826937174276937166?l=lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2826937174276937166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6141358&amp;postID=2826937174276937166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2826937174276937166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6141358/posts/default/2826937174276937166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovelettertypewriter.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_5804.html' title=''/><author><name>ranon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00128370428647709099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/R_J6PNma8hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-Lpi0f9wjAA/S220/PolarB-Growling-web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6DVKRjUWU0Q/RuA6MOvVgSI/AAAAAAAAADc/MznRzyTm02o/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
