<?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-3947989464374811027</id><updated>2012-02-04T04:09:52.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk. Run. Fly.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947989464374811027.post-5702180398254281973</id><published>2007-11-13T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:26:25.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;04 - FALLING IN LOVE: The Eagles - Hotel California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Warm smell of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;colitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, rising up through the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to stop for the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;There she stood in the doorway;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I heard the mission bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I was thinking to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;There were voices down the corridor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I heard them say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to the Hotel California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Such a lovely place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Such a lovely face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Plenty of room at the Hotel California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Any time of year, you can find it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some dance to remember, some dance to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I called up the Captain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Please bring me my wine'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And still those voices are calling from far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wake you up in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just to hear them say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to the Hotel California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Such a lovely place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Such a lovely face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;They livin' it up at the Hotel California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a nice surprise, bring your alibis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirrors on the ceiling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pink champagne on ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in the master's chambers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;They gathered for the feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The stab it with their steely knives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But they just can't kill the beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last thing I remember, I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Running for the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to find the passage back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To the place I was before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Relax,' said the night man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are programmed to receive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can checkout any time you like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but you can never leave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Not so much of falling in love. If you realise...if you are a good literature student... More about drugs. Yea, I'm an addict.. in a way.. not your usual bad ass drugs, I'm not sure which is worst. I'm addicted to Endorphins. It's free of charge, as in money wise, if you're talking about the nature biological version. It's also known as Runner's High. You feel like... the man in the silly red sheet when your Endorphins kick into your blood stream. Your body lust it more and more each dose. What's happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-5702180398254281973?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/5702180398254281973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=5702180398254281973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5702180398254281973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5702180398254281973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/11/04-falling-in-love-eagles-hotel.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-6275456480153914148</id><published>2007-11-12T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:59:22.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life...Adam's Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;08 - LIFE: Blink 182 - Adam's Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; i never thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; die alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I laughed the loudest who'd have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I traced the cord back to the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;No wonder it was never plugged in at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I took my time, i hurried up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The choice was mine, i didn't think enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm too depressed to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll be sorry when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never conquered, rarely came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;16 just held such better days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Days when i still felt alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We couldn't wait to get outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The world was wide, too late to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The tour was over we'd survived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't wait till i got home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To pass the time in my room alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; die alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another six months &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Give all my things to all my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll never set foot in my room again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll close it off, board it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember the time that i spilled the cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of apple juice in the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please tell mom this is not her fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never conquered, rarely came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But tomorrow holds such better days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Days when i can still feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When i can't wait to get outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The world is wide, the time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The tour is over, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; survived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait till i get home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To pass the time in my room alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's kind of weird how my life clicks together with Adam's life. More or less the same stuff. There are days where new strength surges through me and stuff but that not really strength. It's... Guilt and Regrets. I'm armed with strong and powerful English language and I get to dish out words I never knew they exist. It's just weird, I know. It's a wonder how people learn their lesson from time to time while I prefer to just let history repeat by itself. I'm out of sync with the real world. I don't know my time, I don't feel stress, I don't feel anything at all. I miss Her Gracious and Commander &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, of course. Two legendary beings. Sometimes I wish I could conjure image of Her Gracious getting all pissed at me for being sluggish. Seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-6275456480153914148?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/6275456480153914148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=6275456480153914148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/6275456480153914148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/6275456480153914148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-lifeadams-life.html' title='My Life...Adam&apos;s Life...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-8969130774374024845</id><published>2007-11-02T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:17:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life's Second Soundtrack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;01 - OPENING CREDITS: The All-American Rejects - Swing Swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;02 - WAKING UP: Nightwish - The Phantom Of The Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;03 - FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL: My Chemical Romance - Teenage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;04 - FALLING IN LOVE: Akeboshi - Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;05 - FIGHT SONG: Mark Mancina - One Family[Scores]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;06 - BREAKING UP: Kinya - Blaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;07 - PROM: Blink 182 - Stay Together For The Kids (Unmmeehh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;08 - LIFE: Nightwish - Sleepwalker[Original Mix] (O_o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;09 - MENTAL BREAKDOWN: Nobuo Uematsu - Divinity II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;10 - DRIVING: Green Day - Wake Me Up When September Ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;11 - FLASHBACK: Sugarcult - Memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;12 - WEDDING: Dover - My Secret People (Umm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;13 - BIRTH OF CHILD: Toploader - Dancin' In The Moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;14 - FINAL BATTLE: Bryan Adams - Here I Am[End Title]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;15 - DEATH SCENE: Vitamin C - Graduation [Friends Forever]&lt;/span&gt; (Umm..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;16 - FUNERAL SONG: Nightwish - Dead Boy's Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;17 - END CREDITS: Nightwish - Ghost Love Score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3947989464374811027-8969130774374024845?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/8969130774374024845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=8969130774374024845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8969130774374024845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8969130774374024845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-lifes-second-soundtrack.html' title='My Life&apos;s Second Soundtrack...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-8961672315853087853</id><published>2007-11-01T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T01:28:03.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Got this off a blog i love to visit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;IF YOUR LIFE WERE A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So, here's how it works:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, iPaq etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;2. Put it on shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;3. Press play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;4. For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;01 - OPENING CREDITS: Mae - Anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;02 - WAKING UP: Tonight,Tonight,Tonight - Beat Crusader (Pretty True..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;03 - FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL: The Lord of the Rings - The Bridge Of Khazad-Dûm (eh what kind of a starting school song is that..Battle Hymn?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;04 - FALLING IN LOVE: The Eagles - Hotel California (I'm must be really old school.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;05 - FIGHT SONG: Bread - If A Picture Paints A Thousand Words (Emo.. &gt;&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;06 - BREAKING UP:  Two-Mix - Last Impression (Hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;07 - PROM: Third Eye Blind - Semi Charmed Life (I've got a hippy prom!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;08 - LIFE: Blink 182 - Adam's Song (Oh darn...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;09 - MENTAL BREAKDOWN: Hans Zimmer - Hoist The Colours (HAHA..Pirates Of The Caribbean: At World's End Theme song? :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;10 - DRIVING: Chantal Kreviazuk - Leaving On A Jet Plane (Emo..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;11 - FLASHBACK: Akon - Don't Matter (I Can't Be Bothered I guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;12 - WEDDING: Mae - The Ocean (Umm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;13 - BIRTH OF CHILD: Bowling For Soup - Girl All The Bad Guys Want ( OMFG!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;14 - FINAL BATTLE: Train - Ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;15 - DEATH SCENE: Linkin Park &amp;amp; Jay-Z - Numb/Encore ( Crazy Cocky Deathsene? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;16 - FUNERAL SONG: Sowelu &amp;amp; Kazuya Hiyabarashi - Moon On The Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;17 - END CREDITS: Yellowcard - Life Of A Salesman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, for No.12 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;WEDDING: Mae - The Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Am I alone in this?&lt;br /&gt;Never a night where I can sleep myself 'til day.&lt;br /&gt;We must try to figure it out, figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;It won't be that easy.&lt;br /&gt;We lost it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come over unannounced.&lt;br /&gt;Silence broken by your voice in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;I need you here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Just like the ocean needs the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the night becomes the space that's somewhere in between&lt;br /&gt;What I feel and what I'm told.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the shoreline trying to figure it out, figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;To find out the meaning&lt;br /&gt;And reach it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come over unannounced.&lt;br /&gt;Silence broken by your voice in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;I need you here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Just like the ocean needs the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall around me now,&lt;br /&gt;Like, stars that shine and brighten the way.&lt;br /&gt;I need you here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Just like this night it needs the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season has changed.&lt;br /&gt;The wind, it blows colder now.(colder now)&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are raised,&lt;br /&gt;The rain it falls harder now, all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come over unannounced.&lt;br /&gt;Silence broken by your voice in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;I need you here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Just like the ocean needs the waves.&lt;br /&gt;Fall around me now.(So fall around me now)&lt;br /&gt;Like stars that shine and brighten the way.&lt;br /&gt;I need you here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Just like this night it needs the rain.(Rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You come)Over unannounced,(Will you come over)&lt;br /&gt;Silence broken by your voice in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;I need you here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Just like the ocean needs the waves.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the stars that fall around me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-8961672315853087853?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/8961672315853087853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=8961672315853087853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8961672315853087853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8961672315853087853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-fun.html' title='Something Fun...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-7136883705999087029</id><published>2007-10-11T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:16:19.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My old wallpaper has been removed by the website I used for hosting it. I'm pretty noob when it comes to changing the wallpaper and such. I don't speak computer language so yar. Some pepople suggest Blogskin.com but somehow it just don't work for me. Somehow...  I suppose I should just stick with the given template. Save me much time and trouble. It's going to be a long day tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-7136883705999087029?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/7136883705999087029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=7136883705999087029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7136883705999087029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7136883705999087029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/10/my.html' title='My...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-4373466674138160347</id><published>2007-10-10T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:55:00.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It sure has been a pretty long while since I was last here. Heaps of stuff happen, for example, Russia Trip, my new Elective class, my Beloved Gen 3 iPod and blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Speaking of my Gen 3 iPod, I doubt it's dead tho Ironman's charger cant bring it to life, maybe due to the fact that it's a 3rd party charger for his iPod Nano. However I chose to think that it's dead. So be it. There goes my savings. Bought a new 80GB iPod Classic, a slim, sleek and black iPod. Comes with a USB External charger. Bought iPod protector and such. Life is hanging in the middle of no where without my beloved my Gen 3 iPod, aka "Lady Luck". At least I've my World of Warcraft Novels. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YEEEEEA! I'm a geek who reads what I play.&lt;/span&gt; But they won't last long. It's been 2 days since i started on "Tide of Darkness" and I'm 7/8 done with it. It's alright tho, now that I've a new iPod to stream me endless amount of music and battle hymns. Cheers to the new family member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;P.S. Thanks Brother Birdy, your PsP Slim is a great help but somehow I can't bond with it. Tho, once again, thanks. Appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-4373466674138160347?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/4373466674138160347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=4373466674138160347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/4373466674138160347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/4373466674138160347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-94181855263911386</id><published>2007-09-08T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T15:11:31.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning To Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I used to dislike this song but hey... it's really relaxing and well, pretty cool and sweet in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Learning To Breathe - Switchfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hello, good morning, how you do?&lt;br /&gt;What makes your rising sun so new?&lt;br /&gt;I could use a fresh beginning too&lt;br /&gt;All of my regrets are nothing new&lt;br /&gt;So this is the way that i say i need you&lt;br /&gt;This is the way&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that i'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to crawl&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding that you and you alone can break my fall&lt;br /&gt;I'm living again, awake and alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, good morning, how you been?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday left my head kicked in&lt;br /&gt;I never, never thought that&lt;br /&gt;I would fall like that&lt;br /&gt;Never knew that i could hurt this bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the way that i say i need you&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that i say i love you&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that i say i'm yours&lt;br /&gt;This is the way, this is the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-94181855263911386?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/94181855263911386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=94181855263911386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/94181855263911386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/94181855263911386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/09/learning-to-breathe.html' title='Learning To Breathe'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-7937906894133128678</id><published>2007-09-06T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:44:07.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;04 September 07 - My 1st ever experience with Dragon Boat. And HOHO! I'm the front man. Left front man in fact. The guy in charge of breaking the water. Tho I'm  a right hander, my left hand is stronger for some unknown reason. Shag, but it was fun. Arse hurts like crazy, lower right back and right arm is almost goner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;06 September 07, 2nd Dragon Boat training. Well, it was really good. Tho arse now hurts worst than before. Lower right back is goner. Training @ 12:30pm to 2:30pm was hell. As in the heat is just HOT!!! I'm pretty much burnt. Yea, playing with "Fire", or rather playing under the heat (sun). So much of sunblocks are for wussies(male) and trying to be tanned like Domo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Some people are just umm, worthless? Making promise is never for real. Making a deal when he's in a weaker position and "reason" with you when he's at an advantage. Truth is, he's still a piece of thrash. That fact never change. 1 Tip for "You", You don't want to play mind games with me. Blinding, Crippling, Killing is my business, but not your's. Your underhand methods won't last to out beat mine. Trying to act nice and close with me ain't getting you anywhere. I've too much scouts, everywhere, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-7937906894133128678?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/7937906894133128678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=7937906894133128678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7937906894133128678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7937906894133128678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/09/shag.html' title='Shag...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-2477875111673988275</id><published>2007-09-03T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:46:03.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's sure has been a long while. What have I done? Let's see. I skipped 2 weeks of training, eat, sleep, play, repeat. Woah. Life is good... I'm good as screwed too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I don't deal with love potions. Blinding, Crippling, Pickpocketing and Killing is my business and hopefully yours.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="nobr rr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eralan &lt;poison&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;poison&gt;&lt;/poison&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3947989464374811027-2477875111673988275?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/2477875111673988275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=2477875111673988275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/2477875111673988275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/2477875111673988275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/09/back.html' title='Back...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-6205715069605478698</id><published>2007-08-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:23:44.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Over. Finally. But somehow, I don't feel happiness bursting through me. I feel normal, like every other day. As if another paper tomorrow. What's happening? And no, I'm not complaining. Heck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;+: Eat Lite, Eat Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;+: Run Like The Wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-6205715069605478698?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/6205715069605478698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=6205715069605478698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/6205715069605478698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/6205715069605478698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/exam-is.html' title='Exam Is..'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-4835878775161894238</id><published>2007-08-22T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:23:19.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;To summarise today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; my family, everyone of them, except my second sister.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose. I Loath them.&lt;br /&gt;During normal times, I guess I can put up with them, other than that, they're hateful.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a close to being in Hell when you've 1 sister who is so full of herself, thinking she's so smart and such.&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Eat my shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WORD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;The Road Is My Church.&lt;br /&gt;Sweat Is My Prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Running Is My Religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3947989464374811027-4835878775161894238?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/4835878775161894238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=4835878775161894238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/4835878775161894238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/4835878775161894238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-8186805437407548437</id><published>2007-08-22T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:15:48.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;. It's past 12am. 22 August 2007. Thermodynamics paper yesterday was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;drats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;drats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;drats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;drats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;drats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;drats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;... don't want to talk about it. Wednesday today. Thursday tomorrow. Almost there. Thursday 4 PM, &lt;/span&gt;official&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Holiday! &lt;/span&gt;Weet&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;21 August sucks. 1 of my closest World of &lt;/span&gt;WarCraft&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; pal, Frosty told me he's sick of Grind, like Duh~ I'm surprised he actually lasted till now. I would have gone MIA for another months or two if I were in his shoes. Your actions is understandable, bro. Tho you know... for my selfish reasons..&lt;/span&gt;Heh&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I realise I don't HATE Thermodynamics anymore. Just dislike it. Hate is too strong a word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Time to hit the sack. 5:30am Morning Run. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;30 Minutes Endurance Training&lt;/span&gt;. I'm in serious &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; for my weekly quota of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Endorphins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-8186805437407548437?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/8186805437407548437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=8186805437407548437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8186805437407548437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8186805437407548437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/jeez.html' title='Jeez...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-5558887788563528158</id><published>2007-08-19T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:46:35.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My sister said " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Seriously, you sucked like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; If you're in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; dead." I know, understood, for real, from the bottom of my heart. I hate school, hate books and blah blah. But I'm trying. Not hard enough... That I know too. Chapter 2 and 3 of Thermodynamics almost down. a few page more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Next thing on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; list... She went.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AYEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; WHO'S K?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" "K" is me of course. "K" for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. But only K on her chatterbox to keep a low profile but I think I blew it this time around. Should I just admit? Critical point. I guess I really frighten her. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-5558887788563528158?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/5558887788563528158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=5558887788563528158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5558887788563528158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5558887788563528158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/booo.html' title='Booo!'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-5283389190813272458</id><published>2007-08-18T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T19:12:03.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shizzle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So far so bad, still alive and kicking tho. Tanker paper was a mess, AutoCAD is blasted, Dreamweaver was a prepared test that gone wrong. Armed with only less than 1/4 buckets of Nuts and I went to conquer Math paper. Sucks. Chapter 1 of Thermodynamics is more or less down. I suppose. 5 More chapters to go. Started quite early, I think, I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Weeet~ She... found out about the wonders of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Endorphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. Cheers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; her. Heh. She's suriving on that now, as in suppress her sad/bad emotions. It will work for now, not on the long run tho. Been There, Done that. Nevertheless, she's running to generate Endorphins.. Cheers! Another Runner. Ohh, I think she like the color "Red" too. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Fweeeet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;5 More Days till Freedom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-5283389190813272458?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/5283389190813272458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=5283389190813272458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5283389190813272458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5283389190813272458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/shizzle.html' title='Shizzle...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-7553128858362049757</id><published>2007-08-14T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:39:11.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Too Bad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Leap out of my bed at like 8:45am. Meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ironman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sng&lt;/span&gt; at 9am. Apparently, I was late. He was complaining to me about the torn collar of his Banana Republic shirt and he was really bothered by it. Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sng&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, It's his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt; so yea, Happy Birthday, Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sng&lt;/span&gt;. Forked out 10 bucks for his new shirt before we head to Russia Embassy. We went to Orchard with a good mind to take Taxi to Russia Embassy. But we walked instead, somehow. It's just crazy. Russia Embassy rejected us, saying their Russian counterparts have not inform that of our trip. Heck, back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's been a while since I last swam in heavy rain. Cheers! The temperature is damn good. 20 Minutes Endurance run was good too. Thanks for the pacing, Bro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yaser&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;13 August 2007&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Por&lt;/span&gt; Family is down to 4 members left in Singapore. Elder Sis is off to USA for her Masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation, Yue. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Gun Metal Grey&lt;/span&gt; with awesome &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; is just... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-7553128858362049757?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/7553128858362049757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=7553128858362049757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7553128858362049757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7553128858362049757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-too-bad.html' title='Not Too Bad...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-7371515579970484790</id><published>2007-08-13T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:23:03.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Too Much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Too Much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;ANGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Too Much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;NOISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Too Much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;GLUCOSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Too Much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;BILLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Life's Getting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Fuck'Up Nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Math Paper starts this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;. It's Monday and I'm nowhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Off To Training for the upcoming Russia Trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;BLASTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-7371515579970484790?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/7371515579970484790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=7371515579970484790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7371515579970484790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7371515579970484790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/too-much.html' title='Too Much...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-8839750484377507716</id><published>2007-08-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:57:26.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today... was pretty much close to yesterday but I suppose it's alot better somehow my emotions are in control. I'm really really sick of challenging someone with his Lady Luck (She can't be seen.) always protecting his sorry arse. So... I decided to gave that Sorry Arse one more chance. Called him up for usual gym training. Time was 3:27PM. Meet at 4:00PM under my block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;3:57 PM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sorry Arse called and said "I'll go there abit later. You go ahead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Me: "Playing your game again? lawl. Seriously, I don't give a Furk anymore. Up to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I left Gym at 5:23 PM, guess what? "I'll Turn Up Later. You Go Ahead." Did You? No. Talk About...Hypocrite. Just Fuck Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;GEMS-Entrepreneurship Module BA001B Written paper tomorrow. Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Multi Media Info Tech- Dreamweaver and Office Access Pratical tomorrow. Blaaaaaaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Heh. Later~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-8839750484377507716?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/8839750484377507716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=8839750484377507716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8839750484377507716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8839750484377507716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-day.html' title='Another Day...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-7940068081462115701</id><published>2007-08-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:56:32.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triathlon Story and Argh~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today... was horrible. Someone got on my nerves. Even if my nerves are made of Iridium, Atomic number &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;77&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;; atomic weight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;192.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;; melting point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;2,410°C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;; boiling point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;4,130°C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;; specific gravity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;22.42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; (at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;17°C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;); valence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;3, 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. They were close to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;melting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. Friend? Brother? Peep? How about wussified Hypocrite. That's right, Hyrocrite touched by a Wussified Loser. I would have sung my hatred and anger out if my endorphin haven't suppress my anger. I'm cool with it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Training Distance: 2.2 Mile/3.52 Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Actual Distance Run: 2.25625 Mile/ 3.61 Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Time Taken: 23 Minutes 22 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Will Power: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Faith: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Effort: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Not easy, but I did it. Another personal record broken. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;28072007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;+-+-+-+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXcEZl5y_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GgQwl5NjVHs/s1600-h/28-07-07_0639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXcEZl5y_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GgQwl5NjVHs/s400/28-07-07_0639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095220521587035122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;6:00AM - Packed &amp; Loaded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXheJl5zCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yGC3sB4yYOg/s1600-h/Team+Relac.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXheJl5zCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yGC3sB4yYOg/s400/Team+Relac.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095226461526805538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Team Relac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXheZl5zDI/AAAAAAAAABE/urdzlGEdeC8/s1600-h/Yaser+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXheZl5zDI/AAAAAAAAABE/urdzlGEdeC8/s400/Yaser+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095226465821772850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cyclist Yaser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXhe5l5zEI/AAAAAAAAABM/hwzI8AgMwMY/s1600-h/Kai+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXhe5l5zEI/AAAAAAAAABM/hwzI8AgMwMY/s400/Kai+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095226474411707458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kai, Running Through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXhfJl5zFI/AAAAAAAAABU/TUgmVOOkvRo/s1600-h/Kai+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXhfJl5zFI/AAAAAAAAABU/TUgmVOOkvRo/s400/Kai+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095226478706674770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kai, Removing his Finishing Medal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm4Zl5zGI/AAAAAAAAABc/B5TKWnYRye8/s1600-h/Finshers+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm4Zl5zGI/AAAAAAAAABc/B5TKWnYRye8/s400/Finshers+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232410056510562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Left Clockwise: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yong Sheng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Winston&lt;/span&gt; (with helmet), &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Foo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Hafiz&lt;/span&gt; (Naked Dude), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yaser&lt;/span&gt; (Making funny faces), &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kai&lt;/span&gt; (Putting his medal on), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ironman Sng&lt;/span&gt; (Hot Naked Dude), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Birdy&lt;/span&gt;(Can't see his face. You won't want to. Heh. I'm mean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm45l5zHI/AAAAAAAAABk/TbFQgeBa1cw/s1600-h/Giant+TCR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm45l5zHI/AAAAAAAAABk/TbFQgeBa1cw/s400/Giant+TCR.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232418646445170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Team Relac's Pride. Other Than Our Swimmer, Ironman Sng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm5Jl5zII/AAAAAAAAABs/sxdrzxD81M4/s1600-h/Race+Bip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm5Jl5zII/AAAAAAAAABs/sxdrzxD81M4/s400/Race+Bip.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232422941412482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Race Bip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm55l5zJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ksaGkVVrYQg/s1600-h/Red+Bull.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm55l5zJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ksaGkVVrYQg/s400/Red+Bull.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232435826314386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red Bull After Race. With My Rotterdam. : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm6pl5zKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uaZXCBdaaag/s1600-h/Rotterdam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXm6pl5zKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uaZXCBdaaag/s400/Rotterdam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232448711216290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aftermath of a Muddy Race. Heart Ache. My Best Training Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-7940068081462115701?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/7940068081462115701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=7940068081462115701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7940068081462115701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7940068081462115701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/triathlon-story-and-argh.html' title='Triathlon Story and Argh~'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/RrXcEZl5y_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GgQwl5NjVHs/s72-c/28-07-07_0639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947989464374811027.post-372160655503274254</id><published>2007-08-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:03:29.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So Tanker paper is over. I should say I put in a pathetic amount of effort into doing it. Not sure if i'll still be the top student(for Tanker Familiarization for my class) after this paper tho. The Section B was umm, "AMAZING"...seriously. It was a blast trying to figure out a logical answers. Screwed up my MCQ too. I hate MCQ nowadays. Normally fail my MCQ or close to failing it while I 'breeze' through open ended questions, not this time tho. Enough. Trash bin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Endurance Training: 15 Minutes Run, constant speed. It was a breeze. Yeaaa...cept when I'm 2 minutes into the training...I've a sudden urge to pee... Like Holy JoMoly....Taaahan....13 Minutes more... Hahaha. Swim after that. 14 Laps Freestyle w/o arms again. I don't feel the water resistance anymore. Somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tanker Module ended today. Next Thurs is free I suppose. Looking forward to all the free days when different module ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;For now, I'm feeling really beat. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-372160655503274254?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/372160655503274254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=372160655503274254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/372160655503274254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/372160655503274254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/08/right.html' title='Right...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-5470590713461731194</id><published>2007-07-30T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:50:35.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is... GREAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yep yep yep yep yep yep~ :D Life's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt;. Beat it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today's start was kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sloppy&lt;/span&gt;. Very &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sloppy&lt;/span&gt; in fact. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;oke up at 7am. Class starts at 8:30am. Skip my lovely morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;ICY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; shower. I live for that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;ICY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; shower every morning. Just love it but had to skip it. Instrumentation Practical Paper was suppose to start at 8:30am, so yar. Wash up, skip waxing of my hair. No Rooster today. My Elder sister told him I smell like my bed. So yea, advice to grab a shower next time before i head school. Yea, I'll, no worries.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hit class on time. Somehow. Mr. C started giving lecture, when he was about to hand out the scripts... t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;he class... gang up and told a huge lie. They said it was suppose to be the afternoon Lecture for the Pratical paper. They added that he promised them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(-_-)&lt;/span&gt;  So Mr C held a v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ote. 15 out of 40 want the paper now!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rawr~&lt;/span&gt; I'm 1 of them. But you know... 15 out of 40 is soooo pathetic. So the paper was postpone to noon. Dammit. I was sooo effing piss off that I almost walked out of the class. Spoiled my plan for the day. In the end, I didn't. Maybe my angel thrashed my Devil today. Who knows? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(^-^)&lt;/span&gt; Result was out today too. Another 80% for Instrumentation. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Amazing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ym after school. Had a deal with Birdy. 6PM under his void deck. I was there at 5:55PM. 6:20PM, the Bird was no where to be seen or even found. Stuck in front of his dying cum overheated laptop botting his lame game. You know, bot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; your toon, hitting some statue that won't return damage. He likes those no brainer stuff. Pretty much kick for him I suppose. :P I'm being &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MEAN&lt;/span&gt;. He called but my Mobby is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;enjoying&lt;/span&gt; itself by feeding on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;electricity&lt;/span&gt; surging from the socket. Left it at home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Missed&lt;/span&gt; calls (No Price for guessing who called). Well Done. Gym was alright. I can't carry as much repetitions as I used to a week ago. Haven't been there for a week. I'll buck'up. Here's my Evil Traini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ng Plan... taking effect from t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;oday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;30072007&lt;/span&gt;. Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/Rq3qpZl5y9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/xFMbFifo_Hc/s1600-h/Kai%27s+Evil+Plan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/Rq3qpZl5y9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/xFMbFifo_Hc/s400/Kai%27s+Evil+Plan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092984750591298514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New Policy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I Hate to make Others wait &amp; I Hate to wait for Others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I Mention Rooster... Here's the pic of it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/Rq3sV5l5y-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/9prgbPQfQ7Q/s1600-h/06-07-07_0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/Rq3sV5l5y-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/9prgbPQfQ7Q/s320/06-07-07_0745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092986614607104994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-5470590713461731194?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/5470590713461731194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=5470590713461731194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5470590713461731194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5470590713461731194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-is-great.html' title='Life Is... GREAT'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Y3IelblgHI/Rq3qpZl5y9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/xFMbFifo_Hc/s72-c/Kai%27s+Evil+Plan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947989464374811027.post-644698687009559438</id><published>2007-07-29T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:24:08.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Done my Instrumentation Lab &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Practical&lt;/span&gt; revision. Sounds kind of queer but it's actually theory paper. Weird people, Weird subject, Weird way of examination. Slap it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Was suppose to do my Presentation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;slids&lt;/span&gt; today. Was suppose to upload the pictures and arrange it in a way that it'll depict a story of what happen yesterday. Was suppose to create the materials needed for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dreamweaver&lt;/span&gt; exam. Was suppose to study for my Tanker Familiarization &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ICA&lt;/span&gt; 3. People are stressing their soul out of their body but I'm still here, feeling empty. My room is in a indescribable mess. Worst than an Aftermath of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;war torn&lt;/span&gt; zone. I've crap loads of free time on my hand. But I just couldn't help it, but to spent them away. Watched High School Musical for the 1st time. I know it's kinda old but I don't usually spent my '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ching&lt;/span&gt;! ($)' on movie tickets unless it's blue moon. Watch 8 Episodes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Evagelion&lt;/span&gt;. An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt;. Spent the rest of the time thinking. Reflections...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thought about heaps of queer questions, forgot most of them by the time I'm blogging. Forgot most of them but these are just the some of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;What Do I Live For?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Why Am I Going To School?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Why Do I Think So Much About Such Stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Does Karma Really Exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Who  Is Real &amp; Who Is Virtual?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Existence of the World's Theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Blah Blah, list of them which I can barely remember. For the Triathlon pictures, I'll ensure that it'll be done, after this Thursday ( Tanker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ICA&lt;/span&gt;3), before next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;For now... Later~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-644698687009559438?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/644698687009559438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=644698687009559438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/644698687009559438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/644698687009559438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/just.html' title='Just..'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-8219114375168744441</id><published>2007-07-28T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:18:20.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; is the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;28072007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. My very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Triathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. It was really good, so good that i'm all set for next year's. I'm really tired. I'll post pictures that depict a story about my triathlon soon. Maybe tomorrow.  I need to learn how to post pictures tho. Feel free to drop me an advice/tip or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Something in my room reeks. Smells damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;rotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. Just like the mud where the race is held.  No idea what is it. Will find out soon. My nose is bad, so yep, can't detect using my nose. Trial and Error method. Then again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-8219114375168744441?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/8219114375168744441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=8219114375168744441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8219114375168744441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/8219114375168744441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-7736549725070113335</id><published>2007-07-24T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:26:53.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Running (2 Km )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Total Training: 13 Sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New Record: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;09 Minutes 56 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Worst Record: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11 Minutes 56 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last Best Record: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;10 Minutes 23 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Current Best Record: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;09 Minutes 56 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Swimming (1 Km, Freestyle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Total Training: 1 Session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New Record: 22 Minutes 06 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Worst Record: N/A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Best Record: N/A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Current Best Record: 22 Minutes 06 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Not too bad for my running, though it's still pretty slow for a 2Km Run. Birdy's dad was expecting me to achieve &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; Minutes for a 2 Km. I'll strive for it tho. Next training session will be Thursday. Heading down to Race Expo to collect my Race items tomorrow. Gym session might be canceled which is... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baaaddddd&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Right, did I mention my glucose is higher than normal people? I did. Refer to my 1st Post ever. Haven't touch any sugar drinks, sweets and such. I mean, the only thing that contributes to glucose I can think off is still White Rice. Someone just has to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Effing SARCASTIC&lt;/span&gt; or maybe he's just &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TRYING&lt;/span&gt; to be nice. Judge it yourself. Here's an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; extract from our MSN chat. Name of that someone has been changed to 'XYZ'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;wan  buy strudels n cookies bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;My glucose is way higher  than normal people plus i've no darling to pamper. x) no thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;if  u hav high glucose den u shld stop eatin anytin wif sweets in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;or  u will get diabieties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;already did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;u  have * Increased thirst * Increased urination * Fatigue * Blurred vision *  Slow-healing infections or symptoms of hypoglycemia, suc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;den  u shld stop anytin wif sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;teh  ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;coke  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;yeap. stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;or  u wld prb end up cuttin ur leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;and  plz include it in ur triat medical report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;been on ice kosong for  weeks already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;not that i've  diabetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;but just to be on the  safe side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;if  u have high glocuse lvl till u cant eat a swt tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;prob u  hav diabities go get a check up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;i'm alrdy eating stuff  without sugar. mayb cept white rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;anyways  gd l havin ur leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XYZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Tekton Pro Ext;" &gt;gtg  cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;having my leg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;Don't get what you meant  by 'having my leg' but thanks for your concern. I'm already scheduled for a  check up at some laboratory recommended by my family docter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That's our conversation. Judge it yourself. What a Dickhead. Eff off, Blasted soul.Just because I don't want to buy his 'wares' and give a valid reason? What a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Days To &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Triathlon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Not participating in the upcoming Safra Army's Half A Marathon. Not enough time to train. 26 of Aug. But anyone up for Standard Chartered's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-7736549725070113335?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/7736549725070113335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=7736549725070113335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7736549725070113335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7736549725070113335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/mixed.html' title='Mixed'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-5157621691213010617</id><published>2007-07-23T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:59:48.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Blur*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hmmm, I think she's in love. No point asking me who. I'll NEVER blow my damn cover. So yea. Eff Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Right, so... I got &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt; for my Instrumentation class test. But it's real weight is only a pathetic 10%. Shizzle. That means 8 marks. Blah. Still, not too bad consider I flipped through in the wee hours. Math paper was pretty darn fine too. Just sort of make a dumb mistake of no making it into it's simpler form, other than that, I suppose I'm safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Gym Canceled. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baaaaaddd!&lt;/span&gt; But, hey, Swim's on. 1Km Freestyle ( Pure Arm Power, in other words, no leg muscles used on purpose) Time Check: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;22 Minutes 06 Seconds&lt;/span&gt;. Ironman (Sng) shaved another 86 seconds off his 1Km Frog style/ Breast Stroke, Time Check: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;21 Minutes 20 Seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Days To &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Triathlon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Peeeeewwwweeeeet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-5157621691213010617?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/5157621691213010617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=5157621691213010617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5157621691213010617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5157621691213010617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/blur.html' title='*Blur*'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-1444482336615586394</id><published>2007-07-23T03:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T03:15:57.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakey Wakey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hello World. I'm awake, I'm awake. Woah. I'm actually awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-1444482336615586394?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/1444482336615586394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=1444482336615586394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/1444482336615586394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/1444482336615586394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-world.html' title='Wakey Wakey'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-2681648112873969837</id><published>2007-07-22T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T03:16:39.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dammit! Dammit!Dammit!Dammit! Dammit!Dammit! Dammit!Dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Blah, Friggin Effing Irritated. My Math is more or less done and sync into my brain. More or less due to some amazing questions, but it's alright. Ironman is going to lend me his math tutorial bible and enlighten me tomorrow, so yea. Thank heaps, Sng. Appreicate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Instrumentation. Chapter 5 down. I suppose and I think and I guess. Gave up writing notes for it as the subject is getting lamer as each sentence is being printed. Slap it! Burn it! Actually, I don't mind studying for it, but cramming it on the same day as my Core subject ( Engineering Math) is just ghey. Off to bed now. Waking up at 3am to finish up the rest if ever possible. I don't do duty till 3am. Not those type at least when it comes to studying and age is catching up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Skipped Gym. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Baaaaaaaaaaaad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;/Golfclap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Days Till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Triathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Weeeet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-2681648112873969837?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/2681648112873969837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=2681648112873969837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/2681648112873969837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/2681648112873969837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/dammit.html' title='Dammit'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-5529224612493983134</id><published>2007-07-21T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T03:17:06.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Minus than Plus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;: Math Tutorial 7 Done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   Quotient Rule: Keep the Bottom, Diff the Top, Minus, keep the Top, Diff the Bottom divided by Bottom Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   (Sync Completed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   Product Rule: Keep the Front, diff the Back, Plus, Keep the Back, Diff the Front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   (Sync Completed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;   Double Angles Formulae (Sync Completed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;: Had Too Much Fun. WoW Too Much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;: Had my Fun again. Watch Too Much Anime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;: Only managed to complete Chapter 7 of Math. Chapter 8, 9, 10 to Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;: Skipped Running Training today. Baaaaaaaaaaadddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;: Instrumentation =&gt; 5 Chapters to Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Days Till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Triathlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-5529224612493983134?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/5529224612493983134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=5529224612493983134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5529224612493983134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/5529224612493983134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-minus-than-plus.html' title='More Minus than Plus'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-2003480201819269251</id><published>2007-07-20T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T15:09:52.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;While chewing on my breakfast and slurping my milo with just milk powder + milo power + hot water... I'm going to blog. It's 3 PM on my laptop's clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Skipped School today. For the reason that I could make good use of the time to finish up Dad's blue prints and such. I slept till 2 PM. (-_-) Wow. Amazing. So much of skipping school for other more important stuff. Have a math Quiz on next Monday, Instrument Class Test on the same Monday as Math, Instrument Lab Practical on Tuesday and my General Elective Module ( Entrepreneurship) Presentation on next next wednesday. I love presentation as it's hella easy to pawn! :) But test and quiz are like damn lame. Screw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Gym session later. Woot! I'm all hype for it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; more days till my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Triathlon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;/Hustle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-Better start working on what I'm suppose to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-2003480201819269251?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/2003480201819269251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=2003480201819269251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/2003480201819269251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/2003480201819269251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/waste.html' title='Waste...'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-664795612431784355</id><published>2007-07-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T03:19:16.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;10mins to 12am. Taking a break from Dad's Report against Blueprint tracing job. I'm slacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Speed Test was pretty alright today. 10minutes and  44seconds for 2km. Not that I've improved alot but umm, it's kinda of like no where. Best record was 10mins 23seconds and worst is like 11minutes 33 seconds. Had a swim after that. 550metres. Pretty slack too. Duathlon. Sounds like it. But not really what Duathlon is suppose to mean.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Days Till&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Triathlon&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeeeaaaahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Skipping School tomorrow. Yep, screw school. Slap it! Oh, Mum is really woman of words. She really brewed China Barley without sugar for me or rather whole family. Hahha, I dragged the whole family into drinking it. Ooh, plus 1st time tasting Grape fruit. It's umm, yucky. Slap it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yea. I know my blog is kind of simple and pretty much naked. I'll add a Tag board and links and you know...stuffs. Haha. I'm not an IT geek or professional so yea, it's going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; take a while, and I meant "a while".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947989464374811027-664795612431784355?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/feeds/664795612431784355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947989464374811027&amp;postID=664795612431784355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/664795612431784355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/664795612431784355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/umm.html' title='Umm?'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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-3947989464374811027.post-7634187129466988425</id><published>2007-07-18T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:42:18.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Some Stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Right, let's get started before the day ends. 1st Post! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a blood test last saturday, 14072007. I'm alright with needles and such poking into me, but just not through my wrist and the part above your albow. I'm the kind of person, when I'm scared of something, I'll tend to giggle and laugh. Pretty much explains everything. The Doctor just has to poke the needle through those areas. It's just crazy. Started giggling even before he poked the needle into my blood vessel. He had to keep prompting me to stop giggling. So so I try to supress but still..nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Test result is finally out. My blood type is A Postive. Oh, Mum made me have my blood test for all sort of stuff. Bundle package. Well, sort of, I suppose. Haha, so yea. My Glucose is 115, which is a "little" higher than normal range of 70 - 108. My Uric Acid is 7.1 compared with the normal ranged of (3.0 - 7.9). Dear Doc says dudes my age should have fall into the '5' catagory. I've to avoid Beans product, especially Soya bean(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stopped taking more than 1 year ago.*&lt;/span&gt;), Anchovies, Durian and internal organs of animals (duh~). I'm already having Super Organic diet during alternate weeks, as I've a Super Healthy Mum. She cooks only organic stuff. Really healthy stuff. I swear. Come to think of it, I'm actually pretty alright with avoiding those food. For glucose...hmm, it's weird. Haven't ate any sweet stuff lately, due to my motivation to get fitter. Sweet stuff...white rice, that's the best I can think of as sweet and I'm consuming it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, I just had to explain my Blood Test result to my mum. She has to know as she paid for it and she's my mum. Yay. Awarded constant nagging about my diet. More organic diet coming my way. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah! Next. Gym training as scheduled. Love it! As usual, only Birdy turns up. Best trainig buddy ever, i guess, excluding being late as usual. Haha, but at least he turn up. Swimming canceled, Boo! (Mum just said she's gonna brew china barley for me everyday, I'm honoured. Nooo...she mentioned Brown Rice...I dread it more than anything else.)Looking forward to tomorrow's training. :) Training: Speed Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*From What I heard, soya beans decrease testosterone level, which is pretty serious for us. 100% Pure genuine male&lt;/span&gt;. x) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3947989464374811027-7634187129466988425?l=nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7634187129466988425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947989464374811027/posts/default/7634187129466988425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerves-of-iridium.blogspot.com/2007/07/quite-some-stuff.html' title='Quite Some Stuff.'/><author><name>Kai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17791553963595968936</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>
