<?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-7725611440466761849</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:31:56.271+08:00</updated><category term='heartless'/><category term='babies'/><category term='6 feet'/><category term='abandoning hope'/><category term='reminiscing'/><category term='public hospital'/><category term='private hospital'/><category term='blink 182'/><category term='match'/><category term='hope'/><category term='regrets'/><category term='travel'/><category term='first post'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='society'/><category term='movie reviews'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='labour day'/><category term='seeming'/><category term='rude'/><category term='expatriates'/><category term='my love is gonna drown'/><category term='whatever.'/><category term='focus'/><category term='crossing the line'/><category term='drama'/><category term='angst'/><category term='john scott'/><category term='personal'/><category term='elitist'/><category term='ocean avenue'/><category term='politics'/><category term='intro'/><category term='mistakes'/><category term='random'/><category term='distraction'/><category term='music'/><category term='hate'/><category term='start the machine'/><category term='cruel'/><category term='mack'/><category term='lemonfruit'/><category term='life'/><category term='lost alice'/><category term='&apos;For you I will&apos;'/><category term='interests'/><category term='outings'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='chinese'/><category term='wonderland'/><category term='hospital'/><title type='text'>ANA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-943210262797165426</id><published>2008-06-06T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T11:23:29.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>regrets</title><content type='html'>There are only 2 regrets which i always think about&lt;br /&gt;and those are my two addictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wouldnt life be different if I never stepped foot into ACS International&lt;br /&gt;Yea it would&lt;br /&gt;But the question is would i be happier?&lt;br /&gt;Or would i have to rely on induced happiness to get me through the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one things for sure; i aint and prolly aint gonna be happy for the next year? mayb 6 months&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn the IB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heres another regret; the party&lt;br /&gt;WHY oh WHY did we decide: hey! I know lets all get nice and drunk so we can do some really stupid things with our friend's friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;bickering; incessant bickering, fighting, emo-ness, threats, betrayal, hate.&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all losing a mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You know to an outsider, this is all actually and probably quiet entertaining in the whiny teenish kinda way. Seriously I think its to much telly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lemonfruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'dissapointments and regrets'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-943210262797165426?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/943210262797165426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=943210262797165426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/943210262797165426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/943210262797165426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/06/regrets.html' title='regrets'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-2855388346163267743</id><published>2008-06-03T10:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:16:26.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3somes never last&lt;br /&gt;people always leave&lt;br /&gt;bros before hoes? I guess some ppl shld learn tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lemonfruit; it hurts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-2855388346163267743?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/2855388346163267743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=2855388346163267743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2855388346163267743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2855388346163267743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-1553020669456281147</id><published>2008-06-02T13:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:59:31.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I shot an arrow into the air,&lt;br /&gt;It fell to earth,&lt;br /&gt;I knew not where;&lt;br /&gt;For so swiftly it flew,&lt;br /&gt;the sightCould not follow it in its flight.&lt;br /&gt;I breathed a song into the air,&lt;br /&gt;It fell to earth,&lt;br /&gt;I knew not where;&lt;br /&gt;For, who has sight so keen and strong&lt;br /&gt;That it can follow the flight of song?&lt;br /&gt;Long, long afterward, in an oak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the arrow, still unbroke;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys pubis is dead- his blogging career is over.&lt;br /&gt;how strange is it that a friendship once though unbreakable falls apart so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its my fault but what could i have done. this is goodbye from a broken pube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-1553020669456281147?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/1553020669456281147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=1553020669456281147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1553020669456281147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1553020669456281147'/><link 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ANA won't include Mack anymore. I gotta move.&lt;br /&gt;So there shall be a new Mack blog coming up. Look out for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause our December Sun has set&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-8864672250995244475?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/8864672250995244475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=8864672250995244475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8864672250995244475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8864672250995244475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/06/last.html' title='Last'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-4186279747374204262</id><published>2008-05-31T13:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:28:31.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>Powerful Sunset Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206406352516997154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SEDe_i4c4CI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XEBsmYwvnwI/s320/30-05-08_1853.jpg" border="0" /&gt; East Coast Parkway, Singapore &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206406348222029842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SEDe_S4c4BI/AAAAAAAAAMs/K4nFFO5EIrY/s320/12-07-07_1925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bedroom window&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Mack&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause our December Sun is setting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-4186279747374204262?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/4186279747374204262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=4186279747374204262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4186279747374204262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4186279747374204262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/powerful-sunset-pics.html' title='Powerful Sunset Pics'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SEDe_i4c4CI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XEBsmYwvnwI/s72-c/30-05-08_1853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-8863922396415171445</id><published>2008-05-25T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:12:51.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;For you I will&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wondering the streets, in a world underneath it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As what I can't have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh 'For you I will' a very nice song&lt;br /&gt;was remembering all the old music i used to listen to when i was in sec 2&lt;br /&gt;this ones special&lt;br /&gt;its like i dunno&lt;br /&gt;i guess il let the lyrics speak for themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgive me if I stutter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From all of the clutter in my head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz I could fall asleep in those eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a water bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i really could)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'For you i will'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-8863922396415171445?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/8863922396415171445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=8863922396415171445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8863922396415171445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8863922396415171445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/wondering-streets-in-world-underneath.html' title=''/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-6366142461136679409</id><published>2008-05-25T14:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:36:09.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Philosphy That'll Change Your Life</title><content type='html'>Wrong. Is not an opinion, answer or view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone who refuses to accept help when he or she needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in your life someone may reach out to you and offer help, with a sincere aim to make a positive impact in your life. Do yourself a favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't push them away. In this day and age, we keep a lot of distance between each other. When someone takes the courage to break that distance and reach out to you, hear them out. You owe them the right to have your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do push them away, you risk permanently erecting a barrier with them, jeopardizing that relationship. They will numb themselves from you and your life, which means stop caring. You will be reduced to "Facebook friend" status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Their advice may not always be right. &lt;em&gt;They themselves may be misguided.&lt;/em&gt; Problem with people is, when they get into a debate/argument, they focus on their side of the story and mentally categorize the other guy's view as INCORRECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it possible that the guy giving you advice isn't thinking properly? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it possible YOU'RE not thinking properly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Both are possible. The only way to find out is to give others a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The following phrases mean you don't care for finding out what is the right view: whatever, shut-up, mind your business, this is MY problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't insult people when they care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-6366142461136679409?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/6366142461136679409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=6366142461136679409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/6366142461136679409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/6366142461136679409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/philosphy-thatll-change-your-life.html' title='Philosphy That&apos;ll Change Your Life'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-3519674212366312643</id><published>2008-05-24T17:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:36:34.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandoning hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distraction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crossing the line'/><title type='text'>why we should abandon hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to look forward to with desire and reasonable confidence/the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear the word 'hope' so very often so i decided to check up its definition. Hope seems to be an important part of many peoples lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="000492"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allan K. Chalmers believes that&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the Grand essentials of happiness are: something to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;do, something to love, and something to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and according to Christopher Reeve &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Once you choose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anything's&lt;/span&gt; possible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... hope is apparently something great huh! Very often we are consumed by hope; hoping for the best, hoping for an outcome. Ironically hoping does not get us anywhere nearer to getting or earning what we are hoping for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally i feel we are often consumed by hope to such an extent that we loose track of our goals and are solely dependent on hope alone instead on the fact that our own efforts are enough in achieving our goals. So i guess there is some sense in the phrase &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;abandon hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; realised- this phrase is often used when we are in grave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;peril&lt;/span&gt; or when the 'end' is near and i believe there is a reason why. This is because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hope is a distraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and by abandoning hope we are able to focus and direct our energy into what truly matters and from that we will find that we are more effective and more able in achieving our goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; given up hoping or feeling for anything except for 5 people that matter and i feel it works. I find myself more focused but i just hope this feeling of emotionless doesn't consume me completely to the extent that i loose the people that matter( already i find myself disconnected from them). But for all of you out there who hope for the best-stop hoping and focus in getting it by means that are within your grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note: abandoning hope can only be done by letting go of emotion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I came across this poem and i want to share it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDf81C4c39I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Sp7t80RUd3k/s1600-h/10993849_a317b67e66_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only a few will remember these songs&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDf9OS4c3-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/e_9xji2Erbw/s1600-h/10993849_a317b67e66_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDf9Wi4c3_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/6MFY8YGfdHU/s1600-h/10993849_a317b67e66_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203906458212425714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDf9Wi4c3_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/6MFY8YGfdHU/s320/10993849_a317b67e66_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a handful of people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who sit in a room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Occasionally,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between mornings,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And always the road…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can be faithful To their breadcrumb existence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whose home is nowhere in particular&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save the womb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the catacomb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of the spiderweb mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which is never here and never there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a few will remember these words,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will take the path that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt; nowhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always going onward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While looking back in wonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And bewilderment;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between the starlight evening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the cock-crow morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever tumbling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In no order really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDf9jC4c4AI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UkZ9wLe0-K4/s1600-h/hope03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203906672960790530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDf9jC4c4AI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UkZ9wLe0-K4/s320/hope03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a few,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be kind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for they are part of you…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a few,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who will never see each others faces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But who know and understand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That there is a power&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which sees &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which frees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mind from darkness and pain;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The thought which directs the hand upon the wheel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The secret voice that says; “all is not in vain”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a few, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who will always be together only in thought,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For their thoughts seek each other out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And mingle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And therein is truth born&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And therefore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey need never come too close.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The eagle flies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from the centre crown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At a point where the lines cross&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the eyes are vacant”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-crossing the line by john &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; ( i was reading poems and this poem touched me- the affinity i feel with this poem is scary and shocking at the very least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to soar on wings like eagles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to run and not be weary &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to walk and not be faint&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Pubis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7725611440466761849-3519674212366312643?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/3519674212366312643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=3519674212366312643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/3519674212366312643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/3519674212366312643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-we-should-abandon-hope.html' title='why we should abandon hope'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDf9Wi4c3_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/6MFY8YGfdHU/s72-c/10993849_a317b67e66_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-1418503801968676869</id><published>2008-05-24T13:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:53:41.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>Sightseeing In Singapore II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDevmy4c38I/AAAAAAAAAME/6uEye6HUdjE/s1600-h/24-05-08_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203820975478333378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDevmy4c38I/AAAAAAAAAME/6uEye6HUdjE/s320/24-05-08_1159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Let me take you around The Civic District of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or see Part I first, although it's unrelated:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/tourist-in-my-own-country_11.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/tourist-in-my-own-country_11.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/tourist-in-my-own-country_11.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203811865852698386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDenUi4c3xI/AAAAAAAAAKs/U66tbQfEDpY/s320/24-05-08_1116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203811865852698402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDenUi4c3yI/AAAAAAAAAK0/WV9BPyUpz-0/s320/24-05-08_1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First place I took pics of was colonial-style Raffles Hotel, circa 1887, built by a quartet of Armenian brothers. The hotel is patronized by nobility, both the real and the &lt;em&gt;soidisant&lt;/em&gt;. Queen Elizabeth II, Ava Gardner and Rudy Jiuliani have all checked in before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Trivia: Singapore's last tiger was shot and made extinct here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203815641128951602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDeqwS4c3zI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bsdtkDq5b3g/s320/24-05-08_1137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203815645423918914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDeqwi4c30I/AAAAAAAAALE/8-zYrmRZzpg/s320/24-05-08_1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Next, I popped by St. Andrew's Cathedral. 1862, Anglican, Gothic and Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The first Cathedral was closed because of 2 (not 1) lightning strikes to the building!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203817230266851170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDesMy4c32I/AAAAAAAAALU/iEVIvao7gu8/s320/24-05-08_1134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203817234561818482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDesNC4c33I/AAAAAAAAALc/9vCjrTMTB3g/s320/24-05-08_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I went inside. The Nave is &lt;strong&gt;grand&lt;/strong&gt;. Visitors are welcome and thye have guided tours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203818359843250066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDetOi4c35I/AAAAAAAAALs/sH-sPzLEqsM/s320/24-05-08_1200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203818355548282754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDetOS4c34I/AAAAAAAAALk/mV6QTal7BUg/s320/24-05-08_1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singapore effortlessly blends its the old and the fresh. Glass corporate towers and colonial monuments share control of The Civic District.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203819506599518114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDeuRS4c36I/AAAAAAAAAL0/fiy5gxvnhMk/s320/24-05-08_1154.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203819506599518130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDeuRS4c37I/AAAAAAAAAL8/8T-Jm2h9EaI/s320/24-05-08_1152.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We end with the old Supreme Court. The new building, unfortunately, is modern and stale. The old one is flanked by massive pillars, adorned by statutes and oozes authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Civic District. Home to governments, former and present; corporate empires and architecture lost to this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-1418503801968676869?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/1418503801968676869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=1418503801968676869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1418503801968676869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1418503801968676869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/sightseeing-in-singapore-ii.html' title='Sightseeing In Singapore II'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SDevmy4c38I/AAAAAAAAAME/6uEye6HUdjE/s72-c/24-05-08_1159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-1350302122313705495</id><published>2008-05-20T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:10:25.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my love is gonna drown'/><title type='text'>Overload</title><content type='html'>i swear&lt;br /&gt;its like my school waits for the holiday&lt;br /&gt;and right before it&lt;br /&gt;they make your life a fucking hell&lt;br /&gt;and the worst bit its the second last day&lt;br /&gt;and im fucking swamped&lt;br /&gt;ANGST!!!&lt;br /&gt;i fucking just spent the last 2 hours writing bloody TOK and trying to understand the garb i wrote&lt;br /&gt;and im still 400 words of target&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG&lt;br /&gt;and to add on, i skipped remedial chinese to fin the fucking essay&lt;br /&gt;and just got an email from her, asking why i did not attend&lt;br /&gt;omg for fucks sake i also have coursework along with than alien language&lt;br /&gt;ohh and its sooo not over there&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole of bloody recess doing chinese&lt;br /&gt;so i effectively had 3 chinese lessons non stop on an empty stomach&lt;br /&gt;fucking great&lt;br /&gt;hahahah cant wait, bloody hell cant wait to see the retribution for skipping econs earlier (FOR MY TOK ESSAY)&lt;br /&gt;tommorow should be a blast&lt;br /&gt;yep cant fucking wait&lt;br /&gt;and YES THERES MORE WHINING&lt;br /&gt;arghh i am listenin to always while thinkin of u&lt;br /&gt;nd tml is the LAST day to make a move&lt;br /&gt;yep cant wait for tommorow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lemon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-1350302122313705495?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/1350302122313705495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=1350302122313705495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1350302122313705495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1350302122313705495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/overload.html' title='Overload'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-2673738842345907372</id><published>2008-05-19T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:57:50.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Reviews: What Happens In Vegas; Made of Honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It's a good movie if you enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Happpens In Vegas. 4 stars. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that the critics are up in their own towers of pretense. This is a good movie, unfairly blasted by movie critics. This isn't your standard romantic comedy. The jokes are actually funny, the plot isn't half bad and the actors- Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher- are a refreshing break from the whiny, weepy regulars that infest the rom-com genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the movie is in the &lt;em&gt;romantic comedy &lt;/em&gt;genre. It promises both comedy and romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comedy is genuinely good. It is not (limited to) the standard off-colour fart-humour you'd expect from an Ashton Kutcher movie. There is a decent amount of (laugh-out-loud variety) wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The romance here is administered in healthy doses- something dudes can appreciate (tolerate?). It isn't too mushy and it's more teen-like, which I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie will make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made of Honor. 2 stars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like My Best Friend's Wedding, except gender-reversal. And maybe more fun to watch. But this rom-com was disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline was sickeningly cliched and ridicuolously unrealistic. Highly predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comedy was stale, like in Two Weeks Notice. Worse still it was desperate comedy. Think jabs at fat people and bespectacled dorks. Not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, the predictable and fairy-tale-like plot disappoints too much to provide any warm fuzzy feeling a rom-com might provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to add: Starbucks and Scotland Tourism went all out in getting themselves advertised in this movie. Lots of frappucino sipping in this movie, and the Starbucks logo always prominently on display. Half of the movie is also set in Scotland, with prominent focus on scenery, nightlife and people. But it truly is a beutiful country and watching the Scottish countryside feature so prominently was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is time-pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A meaningless movement... A movie script ending...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-2673738842345907372?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/2673738842345907372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=2673738842345907372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2673738842345907372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2673738842345907372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/movie-reviews-what-happens-in-vegas.html' title='Movie Reviews: What Happens In Vegas; Made of Honor'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-4466406952510475208</id><published>2008-05-17T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:57:13.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Goeie Dag</title><content type='html'>Whoa, Mack! Third post in 2 days... Awesome stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw, I was just scrolling through ANA's SiteMeter when I saw that we have our first visitor from the Dark Continent. From South Africa. I got excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just South America that hasn't experienced ANA. But you guys are still kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are roads left in both of our shoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-4466406952510475208?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/4466406952510475208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=4466406952510475208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4466406952510475208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4466406952510475208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/goeie-dag.html' title='Goeie Dag'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-8818474841573668069</id><published>2008-05-16T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:56:56.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Feeding Humans vs. Fueling Cars</title><content type='html'>It is heralded as the next big thing, languished and slathered in praise by the gurus, environmentalists, politicians, magazines and celebrities. A wonderfully clever way to make nation's energy needs greener, sustainable and domestically supplied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Corn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; becomes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ethanol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;Very clever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not really. Fact: the corn required to distill enough ethanol to fill your tank just once could instead feed someone for a year. Trees versus Human Beings. Save the human being or save the world. At this point, I'd like to refer you to my post "Tree Hugger Are Morons".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is morally depraved to fuel a car &lt;em&gt;at the expense&lt;/em&gt; of feeding a human being. It's a vital factor in global hyperinflation in food prices. I say hyperinflation because that's what you call a 25% rise in the price of wheat. Rice is at its highest price in 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for renewable energy, but let's get our priorities straight. There are more efficient ways to produce clean and renewable fuel. Solar, wind, tidal, geothermal are all excellent ways to go. Pick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Misguided by the 405 'cause it led me to an alcoholic summer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-8818474841573668069?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/8818474841573668069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=8818474841573668069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8818474841573668069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8818474841573668069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/feeding-humans-vs-fueling-cars.html' title='Feeding Humans vs. Fueling Cars'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-689845707892140166</id><published>2008-05-16T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:56:33.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hello, Korean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SC1wdbvGy_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Nsrb5TEiz-c/s1600-h/South+Korean+flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200936795646643186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SC1wdbvGy_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Nsrb5TEiz-c/s200/South+Korean+flag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm checking out the blog's &lt;a href="http://www.sitemeter.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SiteMeter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I see that we get a number of visitors from Seoul, Korea. Not sure why that is. Does ANA mean somehting in Korean maybe? Anyway, I just wanted to say "Sup" to our Korean readers. Also, I love Kimchi (bet you get that ALL THE TIME, eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not really culturally ignorant. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from camp, hence this post. Right now I'm chilling to MTV with Lemonfruit. Here's a thought to the 9 people (on average) who visit poolside-ana.blogspot.com daily: Add a comment on &lt;strong&gt;what you're doing right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm running out of things to say. I don't get newspapers at Boot Camp (no politics), there aren't any girls there (or girls) and I'm hacking tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish we could open our eyes and see in all directions at the same time&lt;/em&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/7725611440466761849-689845707892140166?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/689845707892140166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=689845707892140166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/689845707892140166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/689845707892140166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-korean.html' title='Hello, Korean'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SC1wdbvGy_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Nsrb5TEiz-c/s72-c/South+Korean+flag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-1810374975015699814</id><published>2008-05-13T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:30:56.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public hospital'/><title type='text'>Hospitalised</title><content type='html'>Hospitalised! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what happened to me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;! learnt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; from that experience and i kinda realised that sometimes public hospitals can be better then private hospitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i woke up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; with just a light headache so i popped 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;panadols&lt;/span&gt; went to off to school. i kinda fell asleep in the bus (no.14) and woke up feeling super dizzy and nauseous. I got off the bus and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know where i was. i threw up by the side of the road and flagged the first cab i saw and told him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; and shockingly he knew where it was. When i reached school i was so disorientated that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know what i was doing. Thank heavens the student councillor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;in charge&lt;/span&gt; was a good friend of mind and rushed me to see the matron. The matron called my form tutor and they decided to send me to the hospital. Upon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;arrival&lt;/span&gt; i had a temperature of 38.2 and had high blood pressure and a high heart rate- so they rushed me into emergency. At this point i lost consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCliebvGy-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IYoDmcf0QO8/s1600-h/Image199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199795519756880866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCliebvGy-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IYoDmcf0QO8/s320/Image199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woke up 2hrs later and apparently 2 injections later. my nurse was really really really nice and pretty and she said i have nice hands! but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; besides the point. After taking my heart rate again the doctor decided i needed to go on a drip. when they first wanted to drip me on my right-hand my veins receded into my body cause of my fear of needles, eventually after 2 tries on my right hand( it swelled) and they decided to get me on the drip on my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since i was now not in an emergency position they moved me to the recovery area. This is where my public hospital experience began. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Generally if i need to go see a doctor or go to the hospital i generally visit private doctors and hospitals. The visit to a private hospital is generally quite quiet. There is minimal interaction between patients and you get to see a doctor in under 30 minutes. There is no talking to the nurses and the doctors are generally dressed in the latest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Zara&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Luis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;vitton&lt;/span&gt; and these hospitals have a doctors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;car park&lt;/span&gt; that can make a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;motor show&lt;/span&gt; proud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However while i was waiting in the recovery area there were 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;soldiers&lt;/span&gt;, a man involved in a accident and policeman flanking him and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bangladeshi&lt;/span&gt; worker and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; worker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man who was supposed involved in the accident spoke to everyone, he spoke in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Tamil&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hokkien&lt;/span&gt; to both the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; workers who were apparently hurt in industrial accidents. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;soldiers&lt;/span&gt; remained quiet but i did learn that 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;soldiers&lt;/span&gt; were from rangers and the other 2 were from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;artillery&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;their ranks are as follows: Rangers:leftanant (2nd officer rank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;                                                              Sergeant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              Private&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;                                              artillery&lt;/span&gt;: Private&lt;br /&gt;                                                              Private &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During my time in the recovery area 2 military policemen came,cuffed and removed the guys from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;artillery&lt;/span&gt; and i can only guess that the guys from rangers were involved in a training accident.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The man who was involved in the accident apparently was some kind of gangster and he had to pick a fight with one of the nurses and the policeman removed him. I then decided to ask the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Bangladeshi&lt;/span&gt; worker beside me what his thoughts were and he was like he is afraid he will have to sent back home. At this point in time the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;nurse&lt;/span&gt; came ruffled my hair and told me i will be going to my ward- i was initially expecting a normal ward but because of my dad and stuff i ended up in a class A ward and it returned to like being in a private hospital again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A guess what i learnt is that doctors at the public hospital &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; drive such fancy cars but yet they seemed more human- they have compassion and patience to be able to deal with the wide range of patients. that is truly respectable! Their interaction with you makes you feel more comfortable and it seems that they really care but then again eventually these doctors will end up in a private hospital when they realise that money comes first. The sad reality eh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hold,touch, feel, kiss, taste&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i'm well aware i'm dying&lt;br /&gt;you are one thing i wont regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-conflicted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-pubis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-1810374975015699814?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/1810374975015699814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=1810374975015699814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1810374975015699814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/1810374975015699814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/hospitalised.html' title='Hospitalised'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCliebvGy-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IYoDmcf0QO8/s72-c/Image199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-8953783276492241157</id><published>2008-05-12T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:05:47.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seeming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blink 182'/><title type='text'>6 feet</title><content type='html'>hold me now, I'm 6 feet from the edge'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep me and sam are 6 feet, and weve already fallen&lt;br /&gt;so let me say; maybe 6 feet aint so far down..nope we could do worse yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related issue the reason i'm 6 feet is, well not you, my pride.&lt;br /&gt;And know what&lt;br /&gt;i dont think your that special, twas a crush thats it..yea well knowing my fickle self&lt;br /&gt;come next week, i'l be listening to blink 182' always thinkin of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just hold me now, i feel the cold rushing through my veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another this time unrelated issue, let me just ask you this 'X', honestly how would you like it if I was trying to steal your best mates? Yea it would suck cuz u know there just that blind and stupid and get impressed if you done shave for a week. And we all know no one will beleive that immature, lesson skiving, joming...(yes its a long list) paki, but have some godamn soul. Your a good guy, overrated in mine and alot of our opinions, but you cant have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lemonfruit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-8953783276492241157?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/8953783276492241157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=8953783276492241157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8953783276492241157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8953783276492241157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/6-feet.html' title='6 feet'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-8824151578643519822</id><published>2008-05-11T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:56:17.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Sightseeing In Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCaoA7vGy9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/9R-YA5vgUiE/s1600-h/10-05-08_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199027553834552274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCaoA7vGy9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/9R-YA5vgUiE/s320/10-05-08_0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a university interview yesterday at SMU. My parents dropped me there and on the way while passing Stamford Road, I was taken by the sight of Stamford House's Venetian Reneissance facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went on a history trip today and collected some pics of Singapore's colonial heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCajJLvGy1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/C6Zxu12KaCg/s1600-h/10-05-08_1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And after that I went straight to check out the Armenian Church on Coleman Street. It is an immensely beautiful church with somewhat simple architecture. The Armenian community is now too small so the church is used by the Coptic Christian community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199023752788495218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCakjrvGy3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2xtMrJ42hvE/s320/10-05-08_1133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the church, I took this pic of Central Fire Station's Italian-looking building. It was built in the early 1800s in reponse to a devastating fire in the area, which was the British government's administrative centre. See how I spell "centre"? That's their legacy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199024487227902866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCalObvGy5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/c7SuOhJ9o1M/s320/10-05-08_1141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Next I ventured into Fort Canning, an old British fort intended to defend Singapore from an invasion, which they concluded would invariably come as a maritime invasion from the south. The fort never helped when the Japanese invaded from the north... But it makes for a pretty awesome picture... That there below be "The Gothic Gate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199026299704101794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCam37vGy6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Kf7KkF7Pirk/s320/10-05-08_1155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I ended my trip with the Singapore History Museum. The building oozes this stately, imperial vibe that's sooo good to soak up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199026982603901874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCanfrvGy7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/lixfkwxAMsY/s320/10-05-08_1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199026986898869186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCanf7vGy8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/mhjaWt56ke8/s320/10-05-08_1206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wierd how you can be a tourist in your own country... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Mack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere when the water filled every hole...&lt;/em&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/7725611440466761849-8824151578643519822?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/8824151578643519822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=8824151578643519822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8824151578643519822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8824151578643519822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/tourist-in-my-own-country_11.html' title='Sightseeing In Singapore'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SCaoA7vGy9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/9R-YA5vgUiE/s72-c/10-05-08_0933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-5356814922563165021</id><published>2008-05-11T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T11:18:49.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='start the machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><title type='text'>shake it of, get up</title><content type='html'>yes I cant beleive i did something so stupid&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm an idiot&lt;br /&gt;and YES I know the outcome was bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know whats really really weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lemonfruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I see the stars, they're in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;A playful kiss, can you tell I'm excited?&lt;br /&gt;A fast escape in the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;You lost your wish, can I help you find it?&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knee, to sworn to start&lt;br /&gt;A fresh new start, to be undecided&lt;br /&gt;If love’s the word, that you say&lt;br /&gt;Say and I will listen'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-5356814922563165021?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-5769717218815881819</id><published>2008-05-09T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:54:53.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Dabblings With Heavy Metal</title><content type='html'>I'm an indie person. But Black Sabbath is some good shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right. Although I normally listen to dreamy, lyrical, AWESOME indie, I also rock to Ronnie James Dio and company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just Black Sabbath. Alice Cooper, Led Zeppelin, Delain and Motley Crue score pretty high on my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's prolly cos I enjoy something HEAVY and LOUD and freaking out of control to balance the sweet indie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly cos my high school/secondary school friends are heavy metal nuts who feed me the stuff and I've joined the dark side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleep with the devil and then you must pay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-5769717218815881819?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/5769717218815881819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=5769717218815881819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/5769717218815881819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/5769717218815881819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/dabblings-with-heavy-metal.html' title='Dabblings With Heavy Metal'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-2027593716140137298</id><published>2008-05-07T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:15:51.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocean avenue'/><title type='text'>Ocean Avenue</title><content type='html'>Lemon here. I kinda hate life right now, every little detail, every aspect, it sickens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could find you now&lt;br /&gt;things would get better&lt;br /&gt;we could leave this town&lt;br /&gt;and run forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'when will it be my turn? when?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lemonfruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side not&lt;br /&gt;People i hate at ACS International:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REDS: I just hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Sylvanas: I hate how I cant stop thinking bout you, even as I try and study for that major econs test tommorow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-2027593716140137298?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/2027593716140137298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=2027593716140137298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2027593716140137298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2027593716140137298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/ocean-avenue.html' title='Ocean Avenue'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-2490770821139475504</id><published>2008-05-04T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:58:23.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elitist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expatriates'/><title type='text'>the cruel singaporean- are you one?</title><content type='html'>They say there is good out there in the world-but why dont i ever see it. The world is hard and cruel and we should accept it. Just ytdy i went to the post office to pay my cousin's phone bill and there was this elderly man about 5 people in front of me in the queue and he was paying his electricity bill- his electricity had apparently been cut and he didnt have enough money to pay  his bill. He was 9 dollars short and he started to cry- i mean wtf  the 5 ppl in front of me just ignored him and this man with his family told his kids to look away. I was just so pissed and saddened. I walked over to the man payed his bill for him and i'll never forget the hug or the look of gratitude he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all i'm disappointed. Disappointed at my countrymen. what kind of society has my country become. Heartless,cruel, impatient bastards is what i believe my countrymen are. Even at the bank when i'm taking out my wallet before walking over to the teller the guy behind me pushes and exclaims loudly for me to move( never mind the matter that i can break his face).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget Singaporeans- my country has a hell lot of expatriates and foreigners and i believe that they are the worst. Forget the fact that the majority of them are from India and china. What i really hate about them is how they always criticise Singapore and how much better their homeland is and the way look so degrading at anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, if your homeland is so much better what the fuck are you doing in my country and secondly they should remember that perhaps they form the elite in their country but in this country they arent the elite and they should learn their place and they should really keep their sniveling sucking up to themselves cause it aint going to work on me nor my mum and especially not my dad. The government should really consider having some kind of Compatibility test to determine if these foreigners will be able to fit into society before allowing them to work or live here.( something like what perhaps Australia has)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may sound like some elitist arrogant toerag- well if u want to believe so its your problem. I just believe i'm privileged to go to a top school and have my parents trust me to have my own condo but what i cant stand are rude impatient dis-compassionate assholes. Singapore is a society, lets act like members of a society and help one another or perhaps even smile once in a while. I've never felt so ashamed to be Singaporean before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends who say i've changed-i'm still the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-pubis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-2490770821139475504?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/2490770821139475504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=2490770821139475504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2490770821139475504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2490770821139475504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/cruel-singaporean-are-you-one.html' title='the cruel singaporean- are you one?'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-4341147497697022251</id><published>2008-05-04T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:54:26.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Beach by Starlight</title><content type='html'>I'm an average guy. I'm disdainful of emo songs and emo observations, I prefer actiities to personal reflection and I don't care for tranquility and peace and yada yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I had an awesome time with Pubis and Lemonfruit at the beach tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://complex.umd.edu/wolf/starrysky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://complex.umd.edu/wolf/starrysky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt small and spiritual and awed by looking at the stars that adorn the sky that drapes the space above us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/40/116673541_788c0292e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/40/116673541_788c0292e5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm an asshole of an arrogant debater. But looking at the endless sea and feeling its waves lap at your feet threateningly is very humbling and daunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/See"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.pbase.com/g6/56/725356/2/76244389.Ndc7XoqB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i.pbase.com/g6/56/725356/2/76244389.Ndc7XoqB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooooh mannnn there is nothing like lying on the cool beach sand at night, listening to the waves lapping and hearing Soul Meets Body (Death cab For Cutie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cobalt/116673541/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf. This post doesn't sound like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe when I surf through this blog again, I'll cringe at the whiny tone of this post and delete it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm so stressed and tired from boot camp (P and LF from exams) that this natural setting just hit the spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, if you're reading this, next time you're thinking of what to do on a night, go to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or get outta your landlocked country. XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Mack.&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/7725611440466761849-4341147497697022251?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/4341147497697022251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=4341147497697022251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4341147497697022251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4341147497697022251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/beach-by-starlight.html' title='Beach by Starlight'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/40/116673541_788c0292e5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-4326741528590361070</id><published>2008-05-02T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:53:23.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>And Labour Day Came And Went...</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted in a while. I had stuff on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was labour day/may day/whatever the hell its called in your country. So I was off from camp for a day. I feel like calling us back on thursday (still a public holiday) has gotta be unconstitutional or smth... It was like an oasis in my week. And it came and went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friday. Tmr I go back for a physical fitness test. They're encroaching on my weekend. I can't tell you how much I don't appreciate that. I have a family and friends and LIFE to catch up with on my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Duty calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd talk about music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a huge Death Cab For Cutie fan. My obsession started (I'll admit) the O.C. on which the band was featured. the O.C. basically opened the door for me into the indie music world, where I currently reside, while making the occasional visit to the Heavy Metal world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="185" alt="" src="http://mixonline.com/mag/DCFC_Plans_CD.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other indie bands score my approval. See: Stars, Nada Surf, The Decemberists, The Format. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I introduced DCFC and indie into ana-poolside and now Pubis and Lemonfruit like them A LOT too. XD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shan't tell you about the partay. Atleast not now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Mack&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-4326741528590361070?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/4326741528590361070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=4326741528590361070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4326741528590361070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/4326741528590361070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-labour-day-came-and-went.html' title='And Labour Day Came And Went...'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-7286355699650675586</id><published>2008-05-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:32:47.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labour day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost alice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='match'/><title type='text'>may day/labour day</title><content type='html'>argh! played a match today. we only needed a draw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at half time we were winning 2-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full time we lost 3-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored one and&lt;br /&gt;i missed a penalty flick that could have drawn us at 4-4&lt;br /&gt;was fucking miserable( never missed a flick in 15 flicks in all matches played in my life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to coach my hockey babies- for some reason i play like crap around them- i hope they dont loose faith or trust in my coaching abilities. also thinking abt the potentially good players we will loose to the student council. sigh stupid council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about the next party- 3 weeks time should be good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics i have of the last party.(not all though- i was wasted rmbr)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195344034085830594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SBmR33Whf8I/AAAAAAAAACM/mVU72KqWMk4/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195344042675765202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SBmR4XWhf9I/AAAAAAAAACU/-aq1g0Dpb5Y/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195344051265699810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SBmR43Whf-I/AAAAAAAAACc/zoOH_jn6rmg/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;damn a'level spa tmr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;imgaine sparkling the world with what alice found&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-imagine wonderland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-pubis =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-7286355699650675586?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/7286355699650675586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=7286355699650675586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/7286355699650675586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/7286355699650675586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/05/argh-played-match-today.html' title='may day/labour day'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SBmR33Whf8I/AAAAAAAAACM/mVU72KqWMk4/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-5025664111094507563</id><published>2008-04-22T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:40:03.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a Crushed soul, a Broken body, a Shattered Spirit, a Spent mind and a wrecked heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh lord is there anything more you can take away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pubis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-5025664111094507563?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/5025664111094507563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=5025664111094507563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/5025664111094507563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/5025664111094507563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/crushed-soul-broken-body-shattered.html' title=''/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-9116606096149768176</id><published>2008-04-21T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:36:02.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so...</title><content type='html'>This posts completely random but dunno&lt;br /&gt;feel so lost, you know bad day (thanks a bunch IB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I swear that I can go on forever again&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know that my one bad day will end'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess it wont ever.&lt;br /&gt;And just staring at you dosent help either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you afraid of being alone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am, I'm lost without you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so perfect but as we all know fate always falls short&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn the IB and me for being so incredibly ball-ess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause yea, I'm lost without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lemonfruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea Blink 182 is the sex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-9116606096149768176?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/9116606096149768176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=9116606096149768176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/9116606096149768176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/9116606096149768176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-feel-so.html' title='I feel so...'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-2407278736712509861</id><published>2008-04-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T19:36:16.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lemonfruit'/><title type='text'>the fruit which is lemon</title><content type='html'>I'm lemonfruit. Haha took me like a week to get access to the blog cuz of some stupid reason.&lt;br /&gt;so yea XD&lt;br /&gt;Damn i had no idea our blog was sooo smexy nice one pube&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was pretty damn unproductive. And the IB was made by Nazi's.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously to everyone even thinking bout taking the IB on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE YOURSELVES AND RUN IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeeppp sigh&lt;br /&gt;Summary of the weekend would prolly be: green tea, ciggies, risk and poolside&lt;br /&gt;how very drole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sick of the mundane routines of every day life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Little death makes life more meaningfull'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-2407278736712509861?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/2407278736712509861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=2407278736712509861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2407278736712509861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/2407278736712509861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/fruit-which-is-lemon.html' title='the fruit which is lemon'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-3590994790179939802</id><published>2008-04-20T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:52:25.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>tree-huggers are morons</title><content type='html'>Yesterday in Borders book store I saw a book titled "How to Reduce Your Carbon Footprint". Omg. This whole Hollywood-soaked environmental shit is a pretensious irritant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what I dislike about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bigger issues. The environmnent is NOT the issue of our generation. Not when there are still HUMAN BEINGS dying of hunger... What pisses me off the most is when people expect developing nations to consider the environment. Retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Pretense. It's celebrity-infused bullshit. The environment is now everyone's conscience appeaser. Feel like your life is meaningless? Get behind a cause! Celebrities and others looking to feel good or companies and governments looking to look good. Hot button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SArPAvQwbNI/AAAAAAAAABc/AIdAb59-xes/s1600-h/shisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SArPX_QwbOI/AAAAAAAAABk/IGWEk4DTi4U/s1600-h/shisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To more important matters, yesterday I went out with friends for my birthday. It was not a very big group but it was a lot of fun. I seem ot prefer smaller groups. Lunch was good. Hookah followed. Strawberry smoke. Then at night I went out with other group of friends to Georges but didn't really drink. Don't feel like it. Also, kinda pissed they forgot to wish me even though I have chipped in for all their presents this year. AH well, too many kewl people have remembered for me to focus on those who didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More fun though was playing RISK with Pubis and Lemonfruit. Awesome stuff. Won 1, Lost 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the night you left I came over&lt;br /&gt;And we peeled the freckled from our shoulders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-3590994790179939802?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/3590994790179939802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=3590994790179939802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/3590994790179939802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/3590994790179939802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/tree-huggers-are-morons.html' title='tree-huggers are morons'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-6143332159278463696</id><published>2008-04-19T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:48:21.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatever.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>my very late intro</title><content type='html'>YO! mack just reminded me that i havent introduced myself. BTW in my earlier 2 posts mack is exxdee or exxdee is mack- depends on which way u look at it. Anyways i'm pubis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 17 now or 18 this year or whatever. I'm attending a junior college/high school. Main aim is to get through the A levels and do as well as mack did and try and get into the same university as him, its a long shot but i'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more about me: i'm male,single but confused, i play hockey for my nation. i play as a forward or as an occasional right half ( only one cap thus far though and thats in the combined schools youth team, the second tier team of the main national youth team ) i'm out 6 months with a shin injury. Other sports i play competively are tennis and swimming(butterfly). i also play soccer or i prefer to call it football and rugby(scrum half). I was also a debater, represented the nation in that too. i've stopped now cause debating is very taxing. I do enjoy the occasional debate. I dont smoke like my buddies though. I'm not generally very studious but i do fairly well in school-stepping up now though. I think death cab is probably the best band on earth and thats all about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190858715962567810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SAmif_QwbII/AAAAAAAAAA0/hOGYooq8_RU/s400/Image195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i'm doing massive catch up work to get back on track with school and enjoying being a coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah i forgot i support chelsea football club. i've been supporting them since april.1999 when they beat manchester united 5-0 at stamford bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pubis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-6143332159278463696?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/6143332159278463696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=6143332159278463696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/6143332159278463696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/6143332159278463696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-very-late-intro.html' title='my very late intro'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SAmif_QwbII/AAAAAAAAAA0/hOGYooq8_RU/s72-c/Image195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-8468331661261217410</id><published>2008-04-19T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T11:21:48.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interests'/><title type='text'>first post</title><content type='html'>Yeah i know this is the third post of the blog, but its the first post by me- mack. Pubis already posted the first two. Lemonfuit still has to. Reason I haven't yet is bootcamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 years obligatory national service to serve so I'll be serving the nation till March 2010. Then university I guess.I just finished junior college/ high school. Bootcamp is tough. Very tough. I just look forward to weekends when I can come home and just chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not talk more about bootcamp cos today is Saturday and Saturdays are for good thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about me... Hmmm lets see. I'm 19 as of recently. Very recently. Do give me a belated "comment"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More: Male, Single. Keep going: enjoys tennis and swimming (only when sunny). I'm a debater too. I really enjoy debating. I'm a light smoker, and dislike getting lectured for it. I'm fairly studious but hate the "nerd" label cos I'm friggin kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how I spell cool as kewl? That's kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm deciding on a future career and trying to survive bootcamp. I go back sunday night. Maybe another post before then. Or maybe next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I dont really enjoy usage of XD as net lingo. my usage of the word is ironic. Duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-8468331661261217410?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/8468331661261217410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=8468331661261217410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8468331661261217410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8468331661261217410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-post.html' title='first post'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-6759234621291038193</id><published>2008-04-17T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:44:12.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man builds island</title><content type='html'>Sorry nothing random just yet- its cause lemonfruit has IB to worry abt and well i have A'lvls and exxdee is stuck at bootcamp. Well u know one thing that sucks. People breathing down your back. Had to endure 30 mins of my physics teacher telling me that i should be doing better than what i'm doing now. After her BS i had to endure the level heads nonsence on how i've demonstrated the worst free fall they have ever seen.- my dear subject heads if u read this pls explain to me how someone is supposed to study when they train 6 times a week to play for their damn country. Well before i could get to explaining this to them i kinda threw up and they sent me home. Apparently when i wasnt in school ms temptation is going around telling ppl that i've gone crazy and that she is very worried abt me. Well BITCH U CAN GO F-OFF. Then when i reached home the damn security guard gives me a lecture on y i shldnt be driving-it kinda went in one ear and out the other so yeah. According to my friend i'm going through - man builds an island kinda syndrome- its basically like an isolation syndrome where i basically become emotionless. i think its kinda cool though. I've never been so productive in my life. T minus 8 days till our next party! Thats all the motivation i need to keep me going for the rest of my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pubis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-6759234621291038193?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/6759234621291038193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=6759234621291038193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/6759234621291038193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/6759234621291038193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-builds-island.html' title='man builds island'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7725611440466761849.post-8369701811343800498</id><published>2008-04-13T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:00:50.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>finally got the blog started.  Such a pity exxdee had to go back to bootcamp today. I guess we'll be using this blog to document our sheer randomness and random activities and our occational thoughts and stuff (wont be boring). Look out for more posts or videos. With this let me just share my week with a mix of lyrics from a death cab song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn the black night&lt;br /&gt;with all its foul temptations&lt;br /&gt;i've become what i've always hated&lt;br /&gt;when i was with you then&lt;br /&gt;and yet through the&lt;br /&gt;pain of whethered glass&lt;br /&gt;i held u closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-guess i'm just not over her yet.&lt;br /&gt;BTW turn our logo upside-down and u'll see her.&lt;br /&gt;-pubis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7725611440466761849-8369701811343800498?l=poolside-ana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/feeds/8369701811343800498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7725611440466761849&amp;postID=8369701811343800498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8369701811343800498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7725611440466761849/posts/default/8369701811343800498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poolside-ana.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>ANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05020204864323041582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_dtTpEGxXZw8/SApQ1fQwbMI/AAAAAAAAABU/ChLIRiA9eSs/S220/ANA+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
