<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638</id><updated>2009-11-28T19:17:28.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hectic Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-3378433049282343326</id><published>2009-11-28T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T19:17:28.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading List</title><content type='html'>Heh, its the holidays. Though, holidays filled to the brim with homework. Still, I've come up with a list of books I'd want to/ have to finish before I get back to school and resume reading nothing but notes, notes and literary devices.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Gods - Neil Gaiman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darkly Dreaming Dexter - Jeff Lindsay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dexter in the Dark - Jeff Lindsay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dexter by Design - Jeff Lindsay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Assassini - Thomas Gifford&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Dangerous Days of Daniel X - James Patterson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st to Die - James Patterson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Flash of Hex - Jes Battis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox - Eoin Colfer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, our literature texts. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit - Jeanette Winterson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Housekeeping - Marilynne Robinson &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proof - David Auburn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-3378433049282343326?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3378433049282343326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/11/reading-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3378433049282343326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3378433049282343326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/11/reading-list.html' title='Reading List'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-8627219313274345258</id><published>2009-11-04T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:06:22.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-trauma</title><content type='html'>Finally, the stress of the promotional exams are over, albeit the one for oral presentation still lingers. The promotional exams was one heck of a&amp;nbsp;traumatizing&amp;nbsp;experience. Stress of the actual examinations aside, I've never actually studied so freaking hard in my entire life. Not even for the O levels, which was like a series of national exams. The major shock was when I found out that I actually had classmates who were at risk or retaining or&amp;nbsp;expulsion. This was a new thing for me, actually having to say&amp;nbsp;premature&amp;nbsp;farewells to classmates who I grew to like so much. I&amp;nbsp;truly&amp;nbsp;feel that&amp;nbsp;expulsion&amp;nbsp;should be reserved for serious offences, and not just another excuse to kick students that may not have been doing so well out of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though feeling guilty to say this, I did pretty well for the exams, way better than I had expected, really. Not only did I pass all my subjects, I managed to garner a B and two Cs while I was at it. This puts me rather at ease to fully enjoy my trip to Australia at the end of the year, though having felt the effects that the lack of&amp;nbsp;consistent&amp;nbsp;studying can result in, I am determined to not let this repeat. Hopefully, I'll have enough self-discipline to finish going through the pile of notes and readings I'll be lugging to Australia with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,after a 4-year hiatus, I've finally had the time to resume leisure reading. Though I'm still kept rather busy, and the speed at which i chew through the books is reduced significantly, I'm finally about to&amp;nbsp;revisit the joy of reading, not for literary terms, not for economic concepts, not for historical content, but just for the sake of reading. I've started on the Artemis Fowl&amp;nbsp;series&amp;nbsp;after Timothy's recommendation, and I intend to finish reading the book, American Gods soon after that. Hopefully I'll be able to find a good book to accompany me on my trip as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-8627219313274345258?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/8627219313274345258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-trauma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/8627219313274345258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/8627219313274345258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-trauma.html' title='Post-trauma'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-5143205958841344489</id><published>2009-10-23T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:22:45.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh.</title><content type='html'>This may be old, but still enjoyable nevertheless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrYJR4BVs9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrYJR4BVs9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/9175267883099667638-5143205958841344489?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/5143205958841344489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/10/meh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5143205958841344489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5143205958841344489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/10/meh.html' title='Meh.'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-6167360483309523064</id><published>2009-09-21T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:07:02.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad World</title><content type='html'>Heard this song a while ago, really liked the atmosphere of the song :)&lt;div&gt;Oddly creepy, but soothing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4N3N1MlvVc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4N3N1MlvVc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mad World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gary Jules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around are me are familiar faces&lt;br /&gt;Worn out places, worn out faces&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early for the daily races&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere, going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;And their tears are filling up their glasses&lt;br /&gt;No expression, no expression&lt;br /&gt;Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;No tomorrow, no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny&lt;br /&gt;I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Are the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very very,&lt;br /&gt;Mad world, Mad world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;May they feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen, sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous&lt;br /&gt;No one knew me, no one knew me&lt;br /&gt;Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me, look right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny,&lt;br /&gt;I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very very&lt;br /&gt;Mad world, Mad world&lt;br /&gt;Mad world, Mad world&lt;/div&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/9175267883099667638-6167360483309523064?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/6167360483309523064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/09/mad-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/6167360483309523064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/6167360483309523064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/09/mad-world.html' title='Mad World'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-3964873121644563535</id><published>2009-09-13T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:40:54.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes.</title><content type='html'>The week-long holidays came and went. Had to send off my beloved Literature teacher back to the states a few days ago, not looking forward to the teacher who is going to be teaching us though. So much to do, so little time, I was so tempted to go buy a budget flught ticket and fly off somewhere to hide in seclusion while waiting at the airport actually.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the sad partings, I had a blast spending the night with Anna, Vincent and Zul, we even managed to stay awake for breakfast in town the following day lol. Not many shops were open, but still, the interaction was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. Not looking forward to school tomorrow. I need to escape to somewhere far, far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-3964873121644563535?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3964873121644563535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3964873121644563535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3964873121644563535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes.html' title='Changes.'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-698190960899821687</id><published>2009-09-01T00:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:11:12.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This isn't metamorphosis, is it?</title><content type='html'>Ever since entering JC, I've realized that I've been getting increasingly emotional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've felt like crying over really random things this year, a feeling I haven't gotten in a long long while, if I'm not wrong, something I've never experienced since the end like 10. Strange things have started the "sour" feeling in my nose recently, really random things, from seeing David Archuleta, to like just feeling the exhaustion during camp, those unsolvable math questions, and now like even classic drama sob scenes that I used to laugh at for their utter cheesiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, I figured that the stress would toughen me up, but it looks like its actually breaking me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need to do something to build up that defense. I'll have to find a way. Maybe Final Destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something just needs to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-698190960899821687?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/698190960899821687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/09/metamorphosis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/698190960899821687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/698190960899821687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/09/metamorphosis.html' title='This isn&apos;t metamorphosis, is it?'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-5400252214661216861</id><published>2009-08-28T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:18:22.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn of events.</title><content type='html'>I am really starting to develop a liking for economics. It is so logical and commonsensical, but yet at the same time, in need of so much precise jargon to actually get you your marks. For some reason, although I've never really liked anything that has got to do with graphs, I was rather fascinated with the graphs that explained, or rather, illuminated so many of the economic concepts. The recent lectures on market dominance are really interested me. Can't wait to attend more of the lectures on market failure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or do I sound like a total nerd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Math also got a lot more fun now with the addition of statistics. Although I'm still fumbling a little, I think I have the basics pretty well, and it seems so much easier to do that freaking differentiation and integration. Alas, I might be wrong though, since we've barely covered I'd say 10% of the statistics topics. Still, I am looking forward to doing more of Statistics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then, just maybe, when I start to like Math again, I might start to do well it in, though I suspect my hatred for Math that has lasted for 7 years now would go away that easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the AJ mood, maybe its the worry of promotional examinations, maybe its the threat of competition, but my desire to excel for my promotional examinations are stronger than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-5400252214661216861?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/5400252214661216861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/08/turn-of-events.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5400252214661216861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5400252214661216861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/08/turn-of-events.html' title='Turn of events.'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-3585200147619218284</id><published>2009-08-23T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:14:32.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concrete Angel</title><content type='html'>Stacey, a friend of mine, recently passed me the link to this song. Little did I know, this video is actually one of the most touching I've seen in a while. Take some time to watch this video and listen for the lyrics, its pretty meaningful. This is also based on a real story of the singer's niece (apart for the angelic part, i assume). Makes it just so much more impactful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLwwy-g2wkc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZLwwy-g2wkc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concrete Angel&lt;br /&gt;Songwriters: Bentley, Stephanie; Crosby, Rob;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks to school with the lunch she packed&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows what she's holding back&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday&lt;br /&gt;She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see the pain behind the mask&lt;br /&gt;Bearing the burden of a secret storm&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she wishes she was never born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone&lt;br /&gt;In a world that she can't rise above&lt;br /&gt;But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where she's loved concrete angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody cries in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors hear but they turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate&lt;br /&gt;When morning comes it will be too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone&lt;br /&gt;In a world that she can't rise above&lt;br /&gt;But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where she's loved concrete angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A statue stands in a shaded place&lt;br /&gt;An angel girl with an upturned face&lt;br /&gt;A name is written on a polished rock&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart that the world forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone&lt;br /&gt;In a world that she can't rise above&lt;br /&gt;But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where she's loved concrete angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this, I recall this book I wanted to get for a while already, titled "Mummy Doesn't Love You". This is probably a great opportunity for myself to indulge in emo-ness and feel really lucky at the same time that my parents are not alcoholic and/or abusive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-3585200147619218284?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3585200147619218284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/08/concrete-angel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3585200147619218284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3585200147619218284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/08/concrete-angel.html' title='Concrete Angel'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-491353098476191934</id><published>2009-07-22T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:33:17.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phenomena.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K42UqWGdA_o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K42UqWGdA_o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity I missed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-491353098476191934?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/491353098476191934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/07/phenomena.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/491353098476191934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/491353098476191934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/07/phenomena.html' title='Phenomena.'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-4862533096925661750</id><published>2009-07-15T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:51:21.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsatisfactory.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, got back my english paper recently (General Paper) and I'm quite disappointed to know that I only managed to get a B. Oh, and i failed Math, as usual. Still waiting for my History, Literature and Economics results but I doubt I'll pass any of them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty tough, barely getting enough sleep, and yeah, I think I need more sleep. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, I really feel the rush to study again. Its back! Hopefully it'll stay, since the Promotional Examinations are only 10 weeks away, which is not a lot of time. *Gasp*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-4862533096925661750?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/4862533096925661750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/07/unsatisfactory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4862533096925661750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4862533096925661750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/07/unsatisfactory.html' title='Unsatisfactory.'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-4530707299473783984</id><published>2009-06-30T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:17:59.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Just a little update, I'm now suffering with exams. General Paper (English) was pretty decent, except that the comprehension was super challenging to paraphrase, and Economics today, lets just say I'm getting my ass ready to be fried by my tutor. I actually knew most of the answers, but the bad time management still got the better of me in the end. Ahh the pain and pity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few papers are not looking so bright either, Math I just suck at naturally, History which althought I have somewhat an interest for, yet have failed to pass any paper, and Literature, let's just say I need more time to get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely the best way ever to torture your students just back from holidays. Hell, i didn't even have much of a holiday, it was just a lot of mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, higher education!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I sound so negative lately? :-\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that's just life. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-4530707299473783984?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/4530707299473783984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4530707299473783984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4530707299473783984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-3289046308919068486</id><published>2009-06-24T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:00:38.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame.</title><content type='html'>I've decided to make this post a little more interesting than my usual ones. (Or so I hope.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I was on the train, on my way to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/1803/dscn0602l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;school&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and was listening to music from my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/1228/w910ifrontandsidehavana.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;upon approaching the station i was supposed to get off, i decided to get up early and stood by the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suddenly, the train jerked to a stop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/1126/lipsy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;hit the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img196.imageshack.us/img196/3268/300pxmrtsingapurneltrai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;train door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/1370/staringprairiedog517690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/4643/8staringwoman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/9262/funnypicturesstaringawk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;at me, so I had to ignore my bleeding lips and pretend nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Meh, what a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this was entertaining, cause life is too boring for all of us. Actually, for me, I don't really care about you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*choke*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-3289046308919068486?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3289046308919068486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/shame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3289046308919068486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3289046308919068486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/shame.html' title='Shame.'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-648879053348645816</id><published>2009-06-23T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:27:49.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress.</title><content type='html'>Sigh, I've been trying to complete my work and start on my revision, but there is this unknown sense of fatigue that keeps plaguing me. I'm pushing myself hard to not lose focus already, but it doesn't seem to be doing well at all, man, I think I'm really done for this time. What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while cutting news paper articles today, I chanced upon this article. Very interesting, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/7400/dscf2014o.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click for a clearer picture!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/3290/090612obamanote.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/6456/15302306.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama for the win! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found time to relax though, I'm really stressed out, and the only way I can relax is to treat myself to an anime break every once in a while, I'm still waiting for the next episode of Hitman Reborn to be released though. :-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like exploding. Really. Stress is not for me. Nuh uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-648879053348645816?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/648879053348645816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/648879053348645816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/648879053348645816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/stress.html' title='Stress.'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-1089066214574420798</id><published>2009-06-17T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:02:49.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Math</title><content type='html'>I can't stand math anymore. Its just killing too many brain cells. Heck, i should just fucking fail the MYCTs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-1089066214574420798?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/1089066214574420798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuck-math.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/1089066214574420798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/1089066214574420798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuck-math.html' title='Fuck Math'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-4599604317531000694</id><published>2009-06-10T16:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:44:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alpha Bravo Camp 2009</title><content type='html'>I attended this leadership camp that devoured 5 days of the first week of my holidays. Meh, the start wasn't as welcoming as I had expected, got punished with push-ups before we even left the bloody school campus, but that was just the start of a longer nightmare, which I later discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much exciting, pretty much boot camp, regimental, but this is where the bonds within the group started growing. Just a lot of games and workshops. Oh yeah, and punishment push-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, pretty much the same as before, but lesser punishment. Still, the instructors kept us up till rather late at night, and once again I totally did not hear my alarm go off. And for once I was the first to reach the bathroom for wash-up time! Woo! But then I realised I forgot to bring my soap and shampoo. By the time I got back, there was like 10 people queuing. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the camp starts getting fun. Actually, i can't remember much of the day, just the part where we had a day expedition to Kent Ridge Park. Pity Tim wasn't awake then. :\ Ooh, and Sandcastle building in the afternoon. It was orgasmically fun. Actually, that just means very fun in weird words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, this is getting annoying right? But I shall carry on. Bleah. Ohh, fun day! Like major fun. We had our Service Learning project, and we went to Mayflower Primary to teach the little prefects about leadership qualities. I got a really energetic group, they were like going *KABOOM* all the time with energy and craziness. So like at the end where we had to take a group picture, I was so tired coping with them that I had an emotionless face. Actually, that's good luh, cause I always screw up my pictures. And we had early sleep, from like 9- 11. Which was really good, cause we had night expedition afterwards. Night Ex was amazing, good company, good weather, good everything. 7.5 hour walk didn't feel as bad as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation. Yeah, and fun lunch, then I cabbed home for a super long sleep of like 14 hours all the way till the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and ZOMG Cheyenne do you know how amazing you guys were(are, will be)?&lt;br /&gt;*insert dramatic expressions, sound effects and blinding (and seizure inducing) lighting*&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, the easiest group of people to work with ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's the best in AJ? Go Cheyenne, go Cheyenne! *auto fade out*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-4599604317531000694?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/4599604317531000694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/alpha-bravo-camp-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4599604317531000694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4599604317531000694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/alpha-bravo-camp-2009.html' title='Alpha Bravo Camp 2009'/><author><name>TITUS YEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03203763652858723891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08929426936655372328'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-300233750514374239</id><published>2009-06-07T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:10:10.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from AB Camp, tired, aching, but enriched and a better leader. Made new friends, new discoveries about myself, and learnt new skills as a leader along the way. My group was fantastic. Hmm. Very tired now, will do a more detailed account of the camp soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cheyenne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-300233750514374239?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/300233750514374239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/300233750514374239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/300233750514374239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-8334362253733068395</id><published>2009-05-31T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:20:33.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My non-existant holidays.</title><content type='html'>I'm about to start packing for this 5 day camp i'm going for. Hope that i'll be back in 1 piece, and that the 6 hours walk won't kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-8334362253733068395?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/8334362253733068395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-non-existant-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/8334362253733068395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/8334362253733068395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-non-existant-holidays.html' title='My non-existant holidays.'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-7317190098202889608</id><published>2009-05-21T19:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:08:05.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew.</title><content type='html'>Kris Allen won. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESS! *Pops Champagne*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the one year that a contestant I liked actually wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Lieutenant Colonel from the Air Force who came to our school to talk about unconventional threats faced by Singapore during Civics ( Aka National Education) Lecture today, and I was selected to be on of the emcees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 years without emceeing in secondary school, I got my chance again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was super cool, like OMG! I'm back on stage! Whoa, I'm so glad Ms Ng asked me if I wanted to emcee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adrenaline rush,&lt;br /&gt;the spotlights,&lt;br /&gt;the mic,&lt;br /&gt;and the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll get more chances to continue emceeing in the future. Damn it, I really miss emceeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is one of the favourites, revolving around the theme of war and the suffering it brings about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Waiting on the World to Change by John Mayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and all my friends&lt;br /&gt;We're all misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;They say we stand for nothing and&lt;br /&gt;There's no way we ever could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we see everything that's going wrong&lt;br /&gt;With the world and those who lead it&lt;br /&gt;We just feel like we don't have the means&lt;br /&gt;To rise above and beat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we keep waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;We keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to beat the system&lt;br /&gt;When we're standing at a distance&lt;br /&gt;So we keep waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now if we had the power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To bring our neighbors home from war&lt;br /&gt;They would have never missed a Christmas&lt;br /&gt;No more ribbons on their door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This part was especially meaningful, I felt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And when you trust your television&lt;br /&gt;What you get is what you got&lt;br /&gt;Cause when they own the information, oh&lt;br /&gt;They can bend it all they want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we're waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;We keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that we don't care,&lt;br /&gt;We just know that the fight ain't fair&lt;br /&gt;So we keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're still waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;We keep on waiting waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;One day our generation&lt;br /&gt;Is gonna rule the population&lt;br /&gt;So we keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on the world to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="322" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=1292955&amp;amp;vid=225108&amp;amp;lang=en-au&amp;amp;intl=au&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/v/v0/w660/225108_400_300.jpeg&amp;amp;embed=1&amp;amp;defaultBandwidth=300"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="322" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="id=1292955&amp;vid=225108&amp;lang=en-au&amp;intl=au&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/v/v0/w660/225108_400_300.jpeg&amp;embed=1&amp;defaultBandwidth=300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://au.video.yahoo.com/watch/225108/1292955"&gt;Waiting On the World to Change, John Mayer - Music Video&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://au.video.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo!7 Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random fact : David never had a girlfriend. He can join my NBA (Never Been Attached) Club. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-7317190098202889608?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/7317190098202889608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/phew.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/7317190098202889608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/7317190098202889608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/phew.html' title='Phew.'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-4606733705935599235</id><published>2009-05-18T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:27:51.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tits - XL</title><content type='html'>I went to watch Wolverine with the DOS members a while back. The movie was just fantastic. Although I had hyperventilating-giggling-twitching-non-stop girls beside me when ever Hugh Jackman appeared,I enjoyed the movie a great deal. Effects were good, storyline was BOOM!, and I learnt something new - Sabretooth is Wolverine's blood brother! Have always wondered if they were related, seeing that that have both rather animal-like appearance (actually, just really hairy), and both claw-like weapons. Wow, this makes their rivalry so much more interesting. Oh, and they had the same orgasmic reaction the Wade guy, played by Ryan Reynolds. Woah, even though I've always considered myself an X-men fan, I got to realise how little i know about the side characters in the Team-X. I really liked the effects of this film, especially how the severed head of Weapon XI slices the nuclear reactor thingy, and the way Gambit's powers were shown. If only there was more of Gambit, *sigh*, yet another one of my favourite characters. Better yet, throw in Quicksilver too. That would just make me explode in ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! I really like all the movies in the X-men series so far, and I'm praying for the origins of Scott Summers (Cyclops) or Storm! God I just love Storm. Beautiful, great leader, amazing powers. Dang, she has it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company was great that day, and we got Angeline a pink care bear since it was her birthday. But people kept forcing me to hand over the gift. That was pure mean! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and Physical Education today was hell-ish. I seem not to feel my legs anymore after squatting for almost 40 minutes. Kudos to the school for finding ways of punishing/torturing/abusing those who failed the fitness test. But still, the ones who passed didn't exactly had a fun time too. In this case, PE teachers are mean from all sides. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH, and I found out that I might just be overweight today. WTF! Weight issues used to be the last thing that worries me, but now, due to the countless breaks I have, my eating habits have grown. And so has my midsection it seems. I blame breaks, and puberty, and stress, and everything and anything but myself. Ok, actually I'm the most accountable culprit. But still! :( I need to freaking grow taller to combat the weight gain. Or eat less. But I don't see any of those two happening. Fudge, I'm going to be Tits - XXL soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a side note, something I discovered. David likes I'm Yours, just like me! &lt;br /&gt;Take that, Kat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-4606733705935599235?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/4606733705935599235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/tits-xl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4606733705935599235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/4606733705935599235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/tits-xl.html' title='Tits - XL'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-3852058398059636597</id><published>2009-05-14T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:54:50.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to de-stress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="322"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" VALUE="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=13441030&amp;vid=5058801&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/p/i/bcst/videosearch/8859/85427217.jpeg&amp;embed=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="322" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashVars="id=13441030&amp;vid=5058801&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/p/i/bcst/videosearch/8859/85427217.jpeg&amp;embed=1" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/5058801/13441030"&gt;piano man&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com" &gt;Yahoo! Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this guy wins. Don't like Adam. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why is Allison out... WHY!??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-3852058398059636597?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/3852058398059636597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-to-de-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3852058398059636597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/3852058398059636597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-to-de-stress.html' title='I need to de-stress.'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-5350951720434710998</id><published>2009-05-11T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:25:20.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literature - Gah!</title><content type='html'>My hate for literature is really starting to get to me. AH! I need some help. I'm dying under literary terms and close analysis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My literature work is so crappy now that I have a new term for it. "Lit Shit". It rhymes too. The rhyme highlights the shittiness of my literature work. True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have some much homework left undone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failing NAPFA tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I love life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-5350951720434710998?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/5350951720434710998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/literature-gah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5350951720434710998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5350951720434710998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/literature-gah.html' title='Literature - Gah!'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-5659628553466223203</id><published>2009-05-10T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:17:30.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Pain.</title><content type='html'>AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long weekend, but more homework than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is slavery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor AJCians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-5659628553466223203?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/5659628553466223203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/brain-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5659628553466223203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/5659628553466223203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/brain-pain.html' title='Brain Pain.'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-1780752738314563814</id><published>2009-05-04T18:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:17:18.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleah.</title><content type='html'>Speak Ez didn't exactly went the way i wanted. I was so freaking tired cause I only had like 4 hours of sleep max, but more like 3 hours actually. In the end, only got 3rd. I think its the cue cards that actually screwed things up. Ah well, better luck next time :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, thanks for the 37/09ers who cheered for me! Thanks guys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUAdhnfLCGI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUAdhnfLCGI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not his best cover, but it's decent :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like this cover more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/absqiy8_deI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/absqiy8_deI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Ooh, this one is better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LgTZU-4EukU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LgTZU-4EukU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, I think im starting to go crazy putting videos on my blog. Hope it doesn't lag people up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there is this other girl called Esmee Denters who has a really nice voice. Check her profile up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy shit I am, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-1780752738314563814?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/1780752738314563814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/1780752738314563814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/1780752738314563814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleah.html' title='Bleah.'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-7957984387836297841</id><published>2009-05-04T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:36:31.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee, Pee.</title><content type='html'>Just finished my Speak Ez. And its 12.35am. I better get something good tmr. I mean win something. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-7957984387836297841?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/7957984387836297841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/gee-pee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/7957984387836297841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/7957984387836297841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/gee-pee.html' title='Gee, Pee.'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9175267883099667638.post-240898172795092595</id><published>2009-05-03T00:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:44:51.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent.</title><content type='html'>Ooh. Found this very good youtube-singer today. Well actually found him a long time ago, but didn't have time listen to all his covers. This rendition of I'm Yours is exquisite! I love his voice quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R6dmhwMV5yU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R6dmhwMV5yU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his YouTube profile : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/south9border"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/south9border&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommendations : I'm Yours, Disturbia, Closer, Migrate and Don't Stop the Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he has the voice to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why!WHY?WHYY! Life is not fair :-\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9175267883099667638-240898172795092595?l=a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/feeds/240898172795092595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/talent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/240898172795092595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9175267883099667638/posts/default/240898172795092595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-life-of-hecticness.blogspot.com/2009/05/talent.html' title='Talent.'/><author><name>Titus Yeo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14344161231914182494'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>