<?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-6602476</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:30:10.027+10:00</updated><title type='text'>more.baby.products</title><subtitle type='html'>The internet.

A world of artificiality. But, to put things into perspective, the path to discovery leads to destruction and ultimately evolution. Then, there was chaos and plunder. Convergent matters became tangent to my universe. I have transcended. You have not.

That's why I am still at large riding the digital wave of information and chancing upon various architectures of human nonsense.

Switch-off your hand phone and find yourself disconnected from permanent illusions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-114496213996907641</id><published>2006-04-14T06:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:56:26.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>1 MORE DAY</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?I have found a new hobby. I just sit and giggle. Laugh myself silly at myself being myself. I felt like I needed to do so. So I went out to my happy corner and giggled.I don't think people will actually find out I have brought my little parrot Pepe back to life. In fact, he's sitting just beside me on the table, nibbling my mouse. He's prompting me to get up and stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/114496213996907641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=114496213996907641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114496213996907641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114496213996907641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2006/04/1-more-day.html' title='1 MORE DAY'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-114496057316297422</id><published>2006-04-14T06:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T06:38:54.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>2 MORE DAYS</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Things are very different now. You know the feeling when you just crawled through a dark and damp cave and into the moonlight? A little different from escaping into the sunlight - it's not so overwhelming. But still you come out of the cave and breathe the fresh air.Who picks up flowers in the month of May?You all know I can't seem to perceive colours the way many of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/114496057316297422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=114496057316297422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114496057316297422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114496057316297422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2006/04/2-more-days.html' title='2 MORE DAYS'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-114479249206883459</id><published>2006-04-12T07:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T06:41:07.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>3 MORE DAYS</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?It's freezing out here. I'm at the pinacle of fear and my boots are shaking. Nothing can describe the cold shuddering touch of maturity. I can see the stars clearer now.And as I climb.As I climb I feel vertigo.I look back down at the feet of the mountain I'm about to conquer, at the place where it all began, I wonder. And I wonder at the amazing feats of punishment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/114479249206883459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=114479249206883459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114479249206883459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114479249206883459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2006/04/3-more-days.html' title='3 MORE DAYS'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-114465604637804604</id><published>2006-04-10T17:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T06:39:50.933+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4 MORE DAYS</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?I'm excited.To say I am cool about it would mean I'm a hypocrite. I can't breathe well everytime I think about it and I can't get it out of my mind. There are times when I just wish it was over and there are times when I just wish I can relive the experiences again and again.The time when I asked. Even now my heart pounds and I cannot describe if I have done something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/114465604637804604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=114465604637804604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114465604637804604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114465604637804604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2006/04/4-more-days.html' title='4 MORE DAYS'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-114250025170763027</id><published>2006-03-16T18:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:41:26.176+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vividly Vivacious and Voluptuous Volley of a Very Violently Fun Time</title><summary type='text'>So, what have we learnt today?V for VEXED.Yes, I am a fanboy. Yes, I love comics. Wait. Let me rephrase that: Yes, I love graphic novels. Yes, I can sit down and JUST SIT DOWN (I'm a hyperactive guy anyway) and read and research and google the information processed into my brain if it was a graphic novel. Yes, there are times when comic book ideas surpass my puny understanding. Yes, Tomorrow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/114250025170763027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=114250025170763027' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114250025170763027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/114250025170763027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2006/03/vividly-vivacious-and-voluptuous.html' title='A Vividly Vivacious and Voluptuous Volley of a Very Violently Fun Time'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-113734297632709390</id><published>2006-01-16T03:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:36:27.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Creme De La Creme</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Somebody needs some hugging to happen right here, right now.I am currently in Singapore in a backpackers inn. It's fun here; there are alot of people from around the world and it rawks. The pc that I am currently using has this rule that I can only have 30 minutes on it and any extra minutes on it will be charged S$1. So you see, I have a very tight schedule on it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/113734297632709390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=113734297632709390' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/113734297632709390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/113734297632709390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2006/01/creme-de-la-creme.html' title='Creme De La Creme'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-113328876046062183</id><published>2005-11-30T05:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:24:52.670+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rue The Whirl</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?To recap, last month til now has been some Harry Potter mania: I have watched Potter battle for the Goblet of Fire once in the cineplex (yes, I think that's about enough) and read the fifth anoyingly boring book of his meddlings with the The Half Blooded Prince. So, it wasn't surprising if I had to conclude this year's HP mania with a bang.BANG!Was doing my regular </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/113328876046062183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=113328876046062183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/113328876046062183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/113328876046062183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/11/rue-whirl_30.html' title='Rue The Whirl'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-112865460794647828</id><published>2005-10-07T12:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T13:10:07.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Son's Teeth Decay Rate Again?</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Zap! I have nice teeth. After days of probing into people's teeth years, I have but one conclusion: brush your teeth everyday. Because teeth are all that stands between you and the next bacon on the counter. Now start wondering why you are reading this post. Since this bloody page took so long to load, why not waste more time reading?When I was young, people used to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/112865460794647828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=112865460794647828' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/112865460794647828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/112865460794647828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-your-sons-teeth-deca_112865460794647828.html' title='What&apos;s Your Son&apos;s Teeth Decay Rate Again?'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-112412268477843668</id><published>2005-08-16T02:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T02:24:26.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fish Have Suicidal Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?What's it like to finally reach the second-identical-numbered-dual-digited age of twenty-two?I still haven't got laid.Plain and simple. I made a vow that I would last year and went around CF (of all great places to ask) if anyone would wanna spend a night with me in eternal bliss. Yes, I am a virgin. One of my biggest dreams was to finally settle down and have a wife </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/112412268477843668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=112412268477843668' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/112412268477843668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/112412268477843668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-fish-have-suicidal-thoughts_16.html' title='My Fish Have Suicidal Thoughts'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-111959580325030018</id><published>2005-06-24T10:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:50:03.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlimited Power</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Squeezed.Most of you probably already know that I participated in some Star Wars costume contingent during the Revenge of The Sith scene eons back. So I will not elaborate on what I did; for example: "... and then we saw Darth Vader in full costume choking kids in Mid Valley Megamall resulting unnatural deaths...". I know alot of people hate this. So, I will just </summary><link rel='related' href='http://waxy.org/random/video/Tom_Cruise_Kills_Oprah.mov' title='Unlimited Power'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/111959580325030018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=111959580325030018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111959580325030018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111959580325030018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/06/unlimited-power.html' title='Unlimited Power'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-111765130551792315</id><published>2005-06-02T04:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T06:26:02.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In The Life of J.R.R. Tolkien</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt on April 19th 2005?It is good to see the world I painstakingly created come to lucid vivid life.Just a little background on what I am famous for: 'The Red Book of Westmarch' or more commonly known in the world of Men as the 'The Lord of The Rings' hexad, was something that I had started to work on since 1937. I did it because children like your grandparents loved 'The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/111765130551792315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=111765130551792315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111765130551792315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111765130551792315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/06/day-in-life-of-jrr-tolkien_02.html' title='A Day In The Life of J.R.R. Tolkien'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-111616779468350935</id><published>2005-05-16T00:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T04:57:01.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>O, Beauty. Til Now I Never Knew Thee!</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?I had just finished reading 'V for Vendetta'.And now I'm doing some justice to it. Besides the fact that it was a rather good read, and deserves a lot more than a movie adaptation, the story was twisted but with very good underlying metaphors sitting around just waiting to be discovered. Alan Moore amazes me once again with his fluid storytelling and the graphics </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/111616779468350935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=111616779468350935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111616779468350935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111616779468350935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/05/o-beauty-til-now-i-never-k_111616779468350935.html' title='O, Beauty. Til Now I Never Knew Thee!'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-111579954501707891</id><published>2005-05-11T18:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T18:19:05.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So This Is A .Jpeg / .Bmp Extensive Blog</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt in prom?I got up; brushed my teeth 3 hours later and made my bed. I got up; trampled on my mat and made faces to the mirror as I applied facial cream on my hands. I got up; looked around for a belt and then realized I didn't need one. I got up; switched-on my infernal computer monitor and saw my Windows XP in 3rd degree-PMS; slapped in the installer and formatted my worries</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/111579954501707891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=111579954501707891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111579954501707891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111579954501707891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-this-is-jpeg-bmp-extensive-blog_11.html' title='So This Is A .Jpeg / .Bmp Extensive Blog'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-111444433819447156</id><published>2005-04-26T01:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:52:18.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"My Gosh!" - Lianne</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Well, this is a great holiday, I can say for sure. I have 2 months of fun (minus the need to study for a potential supplimentary exam) and am looking forward to the STARWARS costume contingent thingie around the release week of EP3. Costume matters is, come to think of it, actually quite fun, more FUN than TEDIOUS. Because I can get creative and make my very own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/111444433819447156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=111444433819447156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111444433819447156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111444433819447156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-gosh-lianne.html' title='&quot;My Gosh!&quot; - Lianne'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-111302977647729469</id><published>2005-04-09T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T05:34:48.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Goodbye This Is.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Friday morning was just a great time to get out of the house. Yuanchee came out with a brilliant idea to go out as a group; just a few of us who are graduating and me who isn't. The 8 of us classmates are studying in the same major and are suposed to be graduating by the mid of the year - so this was supposed to be one of the final few times we could hang out as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/111302977647729469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=111302977647729469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111302977647729469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111302977647729469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/04/some-goodbye-this-is.html' title='Some Goodbye This Is.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-111245406262663941</id><published>2005-04-02T23:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T04:02:52.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't do this to Star Wars!</title><summary type='text'> So, what have we learnt at 12am at Ultimate Toys' "Release Those Fracking Ep3 Toys" Midnight Fiesta at 1Utama today?Fulamak! David Gary lansi: "Take picture with two Altered Frequency members, not happy ah?"  And then, I was like: "So what?"Poster which was just begging to get stolen. It got stolen actually. Nah, it didn't.  Jedi trying to blend into the crowd. Kinda successful today, huh?They </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.ultimatetoys.com.my/New/Blank/MidnightFiesta.htm' title='You can&apos;t do this to Star Wars!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/111245406262663941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=111245406262663941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111245406262663941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/111245406262663941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-cant-do-this-to-star-wars.html' title='You can&apos;t do this to Star Wars!'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110936296199153519</id><published>2005-02-26T06:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T06:11:34.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Having Fun With The Kids, Though.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we leant today?Do you have 10 seconds? Spare me 10. (But before that, let the pictures load and since it's gonna be oh-so-anguishly long, I would prefer you go take a leak or hang on to a pole in case the ohmigawd tsunami attacks again.)           This has been more work than usual. Wait. Gimme a few days to collect myself. And then. And then I shall write about it. If you have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110936296199153519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110936296199153519' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110936296199153519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110936296199153519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-having-fun-with-kids-though.html' title='I&apos;m Having Fun With The Kids, Though.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110924694370226062</id><published>2005-02-24T22:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T23:09:03.703+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop! You Found Me.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?I'm ready.Bring it on.So we leant nothing today.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://unite.mmu.edu.my/' title='Stop! You Found Me.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110924694370226062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110924694370226062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110924694370226062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110924694370226062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/02/stop-you-found-me.html' title='Stop! You Found Me.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110826355219002164</id><published>2005-02-13T13:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T19:49:22.333+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilian's Super-Huge Monitor.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt last week?I was cleaning up my house back at my HOME (wherever that HOME was) when I stumbled upon an ancient relic hanging around / sitting proudly near the pots and plants. Lilian's  sad-looking-ouch-I-broke-my-outer-shell computer monitor. So what did I do with it?Of course I didn't just throw it away just like that. I NEEDED to dismember it.Well, since young I have this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110826355219002164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110826355219002164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110826355219002164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110826355219002164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/02/lilians-super-huge-monitor.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://liani3.blogspot.com//&quot;&gt;Lilian&apos;s&lt;/a&gt; Super-Huge Monitor.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110701805112195067</id><published>2005-01-30T04:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T04:00:51.120+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone loves chicken rice.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Family. Home. A place to belong. Have you called back today?Today's post was brought to you by the letters E, J and J and by the number 3.Now, that's what you should learn today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110701805112195067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110701805112195067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110701805112195067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110701805112195067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/01/everyone-loves-chicken-rice.html' title='Everyone loves chicken rice.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110684287259018726</id><published>2005-01-28T02:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T18:38:45.483+11:00</updated><title type='text'>An ode to the classes of yesterday. And Warhammer 40k.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?I hate my lecturers. They make me chop down trees. They bore me to death in classes, so I pick up my pencil and I doodle. And I doodle. I like. Elsewhere.  Those of you who found yesterday's post funny, Warhammer 40k isn't funny! It's supposed to be a grim and dark future where man are at constant war with aliens, heretics and godknowswhats. Repent and apologize</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110684287259018726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110684287259018726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110684287259018726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110684287259018726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/01/ode-to-classes-of-yesterday-and.html' title='An ode to the classes of yesterday. And Warhammer 40k.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110668289099328175</id><published>2005-01-26T05:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T15:31:50.616+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?Terry and I decided to venture out to SS2, far away from the Cybernetic City of Study Life, far away from any prying eyes who may think we were some sort of weird NERDY beings (you will know why.), far away from ThatWhichCanNeverHappenAgain and far from YouKnowWho, after Richard gave us a call for this:"OMG, A BOARD GAME EXTRAVAGANZA!"Here's a toast to Richard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110668289099328175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110668289099328175' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110668289099328175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110668289099328175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/01/counting-bodies-like-sheep-to-rhythm.html' title='Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110607090925386738</id><published>2005-01-19T04:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T04:57:04.086+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Miserables</title><summary type='text'>SO? LOOKING FOR THE I HATE SOMEBODY AND SCREW THE WORLD POST? GO AWAY. IT'S GONE. I TOOK IT OFF. I STILL LOVE THE WORLD. BUT NOT YOU. YES, YOU.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110607090925386738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110607090925386738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110607090925386738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110607090925386738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/01/les-miserables.html' title='Les Miserables'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110606846990996061</id><published>2005-01-19T03:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T04:14:29.910+11:00</updated><title type='text'>So Pissed Right Now.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?SCREW YOU!That's what we've learnt today.I mean, I have feelings too you know? And I have the freedom to express it in any way I see fit and I'm not targeting it at anyone at particular, Mr. Obviously-You-Think-You-Know-Alot-But-In-Reality-You're-An-Inconsiderate-Moron. You always do that. Wrong time, wrong place, wrong person. Sure, you'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110606846990996061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110606846990996061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-pissed-right-now.html' title='So Pissed Right Now.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110490127293331098</id><published>2005-01-05T14:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T17:40:57.763+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Tidings Of Comfort And Joy.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt last Christmas?  Audrey threw a Christmas eve party for the unfortunate few who couldn't or WOULDN'T go back for the season. We had lamb.  Oh boy, did we have lamb. I'm keeping away from lamb for the next three or so months. Last Christmas night, when we were coming back from Klang (thanks to Alvin's dinner-cum-mafia-again-outing), Michelle struck a great </summary><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Biblical_names' title='Oh, Tidings Of Comfort And Joy.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110490127293331098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110490127293331098' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110490127293331098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110490127293331098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-tidings-of-comfort-and-joy.html' title='Oh, Tidings Of Comfort And Joy.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110421700378614757</id><published>2004-12-28T17:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T21:01:41.326+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Whip, All Night.</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year. Beware Of The Sausages That Boys Offer You.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110421700378614757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110421700378614757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110421700378614757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110421700378614757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/12/let-it-whip-all-night.html' title='Let It Whip, All Night.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110381189539470113</id><published>2004-12-23T23:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T01:24:55.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A Midsummer Night's Dream</title><summary type='text'>Hermia and Lysander were lovers; but Hermia's father wished her to marry another man, named Demetrius. Now, in Athens, where they lived, there was a wicked law, by which any girl who refused to marry according to her father's wishes, might be put to death. Hermia's father was so angry with her for refusing to do as he wished, that he actually brought her before the Duke of Athens to ask </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.allshakespeare.com/midsummer/' title='A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110381189539470113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110381189539470113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110381189539470113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110381189539470113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/12/midsummer-nights-dream.html' title='A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110335023161342989</id><published>2004-12-18T04:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T19:30:24.366+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Leave Home Without These.</title><summary type='text'>So what have we learnt today?For the past month, I would say, I had an amazing uphill ride; with regular intervals here and there. Plus my share of incredible impossible situations that I never knew could be triggered by my incompetence. But all in all, it had a happy ending. I prayed, oh boy, I prayed. And I held on, because, in the end, I know God works for the good of all. The chain reaction</summary><link rel='related' href='http://webcomicsreview.com/examiner/issue041213/top2004.html' title='I Don&apos;t Leave Home Without These.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110335023161342989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110335023161342989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110335023161342989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110335023161342989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-dont-leave-home-without-these.html' title='I Don&apos;t Leave Home Without These.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110243260341870847</id><published>2004-12-08T01:52:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T00:06:51.103+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiya, Dam' Chialat La.</title><summary type='text'>so what have we learnt today?was feeling mucho sleepy today when i overheard this on my way back :(before that, picture this: an indian guy, a chinese bimbo, and humble me - all standing with our back leaning on left door of coach, eyeballing every aunty and uncle picking their noses, giving stares at children who laugh at the loudspeaker's mention of the word "Ang Mo Kio", trying to blend in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110243260341870847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110243260341870847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110243260341870847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110243260341870847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/12/aiya-dam-chialat-la.html' title='Aiya, Dam&apos; Chialat La.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110235020923367078</id><published>2004-12-07T02:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T03:23:29.233+11:00</updated><title type='text'>have attitude, will travel. (read the part about the CLIMATE on the link about ten thousand times.)</title><summary type='text'>so what have we learnt today?i) you can practically travel round singapore in a day via mrt - if you're quick enough. but bring a book. turn heads by being studious even when you're not in your own country.ii) bring along an umbrella. you won't look like a sissy at all. 70.5% of almost EVERYBODY does. remember to check your ancient umbrellas for holes. oh, holey nights.iii) always walk on </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.sg/explore/map_landclimate.htm' title='have attitude, will travel. (read the part about the CLIMATE on the link about ten thousand times.)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110235020923367078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110235020923367078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110235020923367078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110235020923367078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/12/have-attitude-will-travel-read-part.html' title='have attitude, will travel. (read the part about the CLIMATE on the link about ten thousand times.)'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110225420155747167</id><published>2004-12-06T01:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T00:50:52.020+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncover The Tuner Underground.</title><summary type='text'>i was sick. that much i can say. that much i was told.but, seriously, half life 2 sucks. at least to a certain degree. wasn't what i was expecting. i found an original version of half life 2 for S65. but i just didn't have the urge to get it. come on, it's a bargain! ah, i'll go back tomorrow.until then, striders are so in right now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110225420155747167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110225420155747167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110225420155747167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110225420155747167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/12/uncover-tuner-underground.html' title='Uncover The Tuner Underground.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-110008168322429608</id><published>2004-11-10T20:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T22:02:32.080+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thriving on junkfood</title><summary type='text'>Something keeps yelling behind my neck "revamp! revamp! revamp, vampi!"Sweet mother of my best friend, I had no idea it had to take so long particularly when I do not know much html or css or whatever for that matter. A lecturer, a classmate, an enormous proportion of cash, twenty-two lunches, fifty-four websites and three sleepless nights later: HEY, PRESTO!Yesterday night was the grand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/110008168322429608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=110008168322429608' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110008168322429608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/110008168322429608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/11/thriving-on-junkfood.html' title='thriving on junkfood'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108875853163649402</id><published>2004-07-02T18:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T07:30:10.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH!</title><summary type='text'>and something's wrong with my codes.nobody wants to hear about spider man. go away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108875853163649402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108875853163649402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108875853163649402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108875853163649402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/07/blah.html' title='BLAH!'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108857535096464252</id><published>2004-06-30T14:04:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T18:54:28.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GOOGLE DANCE</title><summary type='text'>What is the Google Dance? See here or just read ahead. "Google Update -*Google Dance*-Once in a month Google calculates the pagerank of each page and changes the serp(search enigne result pages) for all keywords.The Google Dance is called the time between the start and the end of an update. In that time you get different results on www.google.com www2.google.com and www3.google.com. </summary><link rel='related' href='http://google.blogspace.com/archives/000327' title='THE GOOGLE DANCE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108857535096464252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108857535096464252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108857535096464252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108857535096464252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/google-dance.html' title='THE GOOGLE DANCE'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108845062512038797</id><published>2004-06-29T02:38:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T05:50:53.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SAME BED EVERY NIGHT</title><summary type='text'>for today i shall do some reviews (yes you might have read about some somewhere before but...). if you can bear with me, read on. after all, curiosity kept killing the cats.i will go chronologically based on my pictures featured yesterday.1guy standing on logothe makerbald agent mr fourty seven (47) is back in 'Hitman: Contracts'. this third installment of the popular hitman series is the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108845062512038797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108845062512038797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108845062512038797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108845062512038797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/same-bed-every-night_29.html' title='SAME BED EVERY NIGHT'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108719845448895605</id><published>2004-06-14T06:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:20:55.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IS YOURS; WILL SOON BE MINE.</title><summary type='text'>i'm not a sexist pig but some people aren't gonna like this post, but what the heck.time for me to write something controversial.aren't we men just fascinated with bras? i'm not horny, i'm just stating facts. girls, take heed:a) men are not interested in your bra, it's your cleavage, dear. or what they hold inside.b) balance. in all things, balance must endure.c) psychotomimetic drugs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108719845448895605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108719845448895605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108719845448895605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108719845448895605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-is-yours-will-soon-be-mine.html' title='WHAT IS YOURS; WILL SOON BE MINE.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108704335694424186</id><published>2004-06-12T21:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:16:00.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT YOUR HEART OUT, IMOGEN HEAP.</title><summary type='text'>"In the Folies Bergeres when the women were dancing 'frou frou' was meant to be the sound of the swishing skirt.There's meant to be a poem of Baudelaire's where he'd taken opium and was tripping out on the skirts swishing and getting delirious, and there's this old French song called Frou Frou which is the sound that drives men mad. And I suppose when I was getting this together with Imogen, not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108704335694424186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108704335694424186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108704335694424186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108704335694424186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/eat-your-heart-out-imogen-heap.html' title='EAT YOUR HEART OUT, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.froufrou.net/biog_2002.doc&quot;&gt;IMOGEN HEAP&lt;/a&gt;.'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108700533817536399</id><published>2004-06-12T09:46:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:19:11.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'LL BECOME SILHOUTTES WHEN OUR BODIES FINALLY GO</title><summary type='text'>TGI Saturday morning.and i didn't even take a wink whole night. wow. now, that's what i call morning sickness.feeling woozy now. okay, how did i spend my night? came back from class yesterday evening and read comics; got some new Aspen booby-rated comics, yeah. brings back fond memories of the good old days when i use to read Fathom all in one sitting (Michael Turner so needs more publicity</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108700533817536399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108700533817536399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108700533817536399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108700533817536399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-become-silhouttes-whe_108700533817536399.html' title='WE&apos;LL BECOME SILHOUTTES WHEN OUR BODIES FINALLY GO'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108672261631597221</id><published>2004-06-09T04:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:22:51.860+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LET'S GO TO THE ZOO</title><summary type='text'>it's international weblogger's day!quote below taken from this dull website." International Weblogger's Day- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Every year on June 9th, webloggers around the world are commemorated for their work. While yet a grass-roots project, you can help make this day a reality. We're working to unite webloggers from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108672261631597221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108672261631597221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108672261631597221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108672261631597221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/lets-go-to-zoo.html' title='LET&apos;S GO TO THE ZOO'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108656959668840047</id><published>2004-06-07T10:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:23:46.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT A BLACK EYE</title><summary type='text'>it's 9am. i woke at 8.30am. the sky's so dark i can barely see the monochrome colours of the morning. no sunbeam. no wakey sunbeams that came through.what a great way to start the day but with Travis - Love Will Come Through.more events to come oh yeah, more advertisements for today. check out this trailer below. yes, click the golden eye.  wanna corrupt your mind? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108656959668840047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108656959668840047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108656959668840047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108656959668840047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-got-black-eye.html' title='I GOT A BLACK EYE'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108646043474628654</id><published>2004-06-06T04:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:24:26.120+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ZACH BRAFF</title><summary type='text'>why do i adore everything Zach Braff? i'm clearly NOT gay.the first time i heard of him was when i watched [ Scrubs ] like three seasons in a row. boy, those were the days. his boyish looks and exagerated jokes makes him the ideal candidate for slingshot loser jokes. but that made him even the more appealling. there may even be a website dedicated to him by now. heck, yes, there is one over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108646043474628654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108646043474628654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108646043474628654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108646043474628654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/zach-braff.html' title='ZACH BRAFF'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108638464001476020</id><published>2004-06-05T07:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:24:58.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>VORLON NOURISHMENT PROGRAM</title><summary type='text'>previous sunday was an eye-opener. our nation's (so far as i've seen) finest and self proclaimned science fiction fan club, MySciFiFan, provoked a gathering for yet another tv cult series following. this time being however, was for Babylon 5 fans. although knowing that this would spell disaster for my new academic week, i persisted and went for it with an accomplice of mine. terry and i had a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108638464001476020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108638464001476020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108638464001476020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108638464001476020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/vorlon-nourishment-program.html' title='VORLON NOURISHMENT PROGRAM'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108620597991928538</id><published>2004-06-03T05:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:25:32.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING LAMENTS</title><summary type='text'>life has been so full of ups and downs, it was so easy to forget my loved ones. my sis for example, messaged me today during my first CG meeting and told me dad had cataracts. life's so unpredictable. called back and had a long nice chat. dances with wolves.boy, i miss my cousins. kids, nonetheless, are much more fun to be with and i find that i can connect with them easier than my other 'older</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108620597991928538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108620597991928538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108620597991928538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108620597991928538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/missing-laments.html' title='MISSING LAMENTS'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108615143556059640</id><published>2004-06-02T14:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:26:16.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>KAS NARADAKH</title><summary type='text'>traumatic academic situations.since the dawn of mankind, we have always wanted knowledge; never ceasing to learn. can we stop now? at least end the agony of worldly pursuits for the unknown. okay, i love information. but useless information? no, thanks. quit, the blabbing too, lecturer. you're burning my ears with your pesky indian accent. such a bore. like i said, i am a student. my job - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108615143556059640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108615143556059640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108615143556059640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108615143556059640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/06/kas-naradakh.html' title='KAS NARADAKH'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108600116777969428</id><published>2004-05-31T20:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:26:47.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FLEE</title><summary type='text'>today was a boring day. revamped the site and nothing to do.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108600116777969428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108600116777969428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108600116777969428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108600116777969428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/05/flee.html' title='FLEE'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108594438871208651</id><published>2004-05-31T05:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:27:32.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CALL TO ARMS</title><summary type='text'>recently, i was called to write a report about the CG leaders' training last friday. check this out. and see how many parallels to the real stuff that happened. ready? aim. feur.An Account Of The Great Battle of Hastings 1604.(as seen from the eyes of Duke Joachelle's pageboy)Friday the 21st	Dusk was approaching. I felt unbelievably numb as the weather turned colder and colder; the fog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108594438871208651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108594438871208651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108594438871208651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108594438871208651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/05/call-to-arms.html' title='CALL TO ARMS'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108455282891770234</id><published>2004-05-15T02:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:28:04.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DANGER, WIL ROBINSON! DANGER!</title><summary type='text'>upgrades will soon be coming. went to KAY EL today hopping from bus to bus to get back to ipoh. with my supplimentary exams over, i left the CYBERJAYA DESERT in search for a better tomorrow. actually i came back to celebrate MOTHER'S DAY (i know it's T-Minus 5 days, BUT.) mom's real happy. true.so, i went to the city. bought the next bus ticket to escape which will be leaving at 3pm so i had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/feeds/108455282891770234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6602476&amp;postID=108455282891770234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108455282891770234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108455282891770234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/05/danger-wil-robinson-danger.html' title='DANGER, WIL ROBINSON! DANGER!'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108389737939469323</id><published>2004-05-07T12:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:28:51.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CALAMARIAN DEFEAT</title><summary type='text'>today, i'm gonna go for the inevitable. my supplimenatry exams. wasn't really ready for it during the finals and now i have to sit for it again. shucks. nevermind. i will prevail. gotta strike an deal with my innerself. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108389737939469323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108389737939469323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/05/calamarian-defeat.html' title='CALAMARIAN DEFEAT'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108265375092427126</id><published>2004-04-23T03:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:29:17.003+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASSIFIEDS</title><summary type='text'>just got this today:Date:	April 19, 2004 12:29 AMSubject: EARN SOME CASH WITH FUN JOBS!Message:	It's funny, the past one week, people have been coming to me with jobs. I told em i'd ask around; and here seems like a logical place to bring it up. JOB: clowns (no joke)DETAILS: will be trained (for free) CONTACT: Alf 016 6908743JOB: web designerDETAILS: For ASTRO. Tamil speaking.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108265375092427126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108265375092427126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/04/classifieds.html' title='CLASSIFIEDS'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-108243204739301627</id><published>2004-04-20T13:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T22:14:40.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMS</title><summary type='text'>obsession. just testing this crap after a month of absence. now i really think if by starting this blog is actually as much FUN or IN as everyone says. i virtually and practically have no time AT ALL to write. but i have an obsession. tell you about it later. and dreams, boy, do i have a lots of them. girls. kaba-boom.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108243204739301627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/108243204739301627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/04/dreams.html' title='DREAMS'/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6602476.post-107896314709398516</id><published>2004-03-11T10:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T20:33:28.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST THINGS FIRST  </title><summary type='text'>okay, this is my first time writing in. guess what : i'm gonna plague your senses with unpleasantries and crude language and you can't do anything about it at all! MUAHAHAHA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/107896314709398516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6602476/posts/default/107896314709398516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rottenstrudels.blogspot.com/2004/03/first-things-first.html' title='FIRST THINGS FIRST  '/><author><name>onions</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07787775972093287776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
