<?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-9337317</id><updated>2012-01-11T01:30:31.890+08:00</updated><category term='Emo'/><category term='F1'/><category term='Photos/Videos'/><category term='TV'/><category term='MSN'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Comics'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='Geek'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Happenings'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>POЯNOGRAPHR.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>354</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-9003896609501420518</id><published>2011-08-29T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T15:08:03.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Unemployed :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-EsIL68lmg/Tls6fOew6NI/AAAAAAAADA4/mWC-p3aAqts/s1600/2010-07-07-Leslie-Unemployed.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 525px; height: 705px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-EsIL68lmg/Tls6fOew6NI/AAAAAAAADA4/mWC-p3aAqts/s800/2010-07-07-Leslie-Unemployed.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646170865976535250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-9003896609501420518?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/9003896609501420518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/9003896609501420518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/08/unemployed.html' title='Unemployed :('/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-EsIL68lmg/Tls6fOew6NI/AAAAAAAADA4/mWC-p3aAqts/s72-c/2010-07-07-Leslie-Unemployed.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4146406080725348275</id><published>2011-07-21T18:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:25:47.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Hurry Up, We're Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mU6TB8jet-Q?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think M83's fucking brilliant, because not only can his music conjure emotions, they also paint vivid imageries. Ace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Btw, my life is at a very stagnant stage right now. So I've nothing to share here, except for my awesome taste in music LOL.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4146406080725348275?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4146406080725348275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4146406080725348275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/07/hurry-up-were-dreaming.html' title='Hurry Up, We&apos;re Dreaming'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mU6TB8jet-Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-1599922014907552530</id><published>2011-06-21T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T02:48:54.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>There's a moment to seize everytime that we meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OCtvP0pdPoA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another soulful song by Robyn here, because I want to push Rebecca Black's video off the main page. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-1599922014907552530?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1599922014907552530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1599922014907552530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/06/theres-moment-to-seize-everytime-that.html' title='There&apos;s a moment to seize everytime that we meet'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OCtvP0pdPoA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4879429336838440355</id><published>2011-05-02T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T03:00:00.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Hang With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/13643546?portrait=0" width="640" height="360" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus! Another video by Robyn! Looks like you guys are on a roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING LOVE HER STYLE. She made me redefine what I find sexy -- short platinum blonde hair. (Ok, actually it was Agyness Deyn who opened my eyes to the sexiness of peroxide bleached hair. But Robyn totally owned it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMQJEkBit8E/TbnCmg4lCvI/AAAAAAAADAI/T__Oxa9dxJo/s800/Robyn%2BHWM%2B1.png.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRaU5nvz2ZI/TbnCm1ea1lI/AAAAAAAADAQ/ta6AUsaUM2g/s800/Robyn%2BHWM%2B2.png.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8YaK3kpSm0U/TbnCnPCqnZI/AAAAAAAADAY/jPf8Yf9ph6g/s800/Robyn%2BHWM%2B3.png.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wf2ipGA64Kk/TbnCsHlNXPI/AAAAAAAADAg/uE0RGfxm3HQ/s800/Robyn%2BHWM%2B4.png.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0z7T41BS4w/TbnCsU9d2iI/AAAAAAAADAo/uqrF7VvJ8Gc/s800/Robyn%2BHWM%2B5.png.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vill du gifta dig med mig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4879429336838440355?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4879429336838440355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4879429336838440355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/05/hang-with-me.html' title='Hang With Me'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMQJEkBit8E/TbnCmg4lCvI/AAAAAAAADAI/T__Oxa9dxJo/s72-c/Robyn%2BHWM%2B1.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-142431667867632555</id><published>2011-04-29T02:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T03:44:40.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Indestructible</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16464657?portrait=0" width="640" height="360" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog feels neglected, so here's an update for update's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know no one cares much about blog posts with music videos, but you should definitely check this one out cos it's oooh HOT! It's virtually soft porn, in fact. (Bonus: There are 3 chicks making out with each other in it!) I realise it's very apt for this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly though, the song's by Robyn, of whom I'm seriously digging. I actually thought of featuring &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZYbEL06lEU" target="_blank"&gt;Lykke Li's 'I Follow Rivers'&lt;/a&gt; instead (incidentally, they're both Swedish), but ultimately, SOFT PORN &gt; weird abstract music video which I don't get. Also, Glee just recently featured that song, and that kindda irks me because brilliant artistes like them should never be introduced to the tastes of the masses, and especially to people who watch Glee. They don't deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yeah, I'm a total music snob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-142431667867632555?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/142431667867632555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/142431667867632555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/04/indestructible.html' title='Indestructible'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5244174931134632541</id><published>2011-03-27T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T01:27:53.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src='http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lil9lfJSNR1qbmw02o1_500.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abed&lt;/span&gt;: Well I'm new at this, so can we start a real conversation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;: I believe there's no such thing. Conversation was invented by humans to conceal reality. We use it to sweet talk our way around natural selection. You know who has real conversations? Ants. They talk, by vomiting chemicals into each other's mouths. They get down to brass tacks -- BLUEARGHHHHH Which way's the picnic? BLUEARGHHHHH That way! -- Human's are more evolved. They lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abed&lt;/span&gt;: Not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;: That's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abed&lt;/span&gt;: We don't lie when we're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;: Biggest lie ever. 9 out of 10 lies occur 6 inches away from our bathroom mirror. We do MOST of our lying alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abed&lt;/span&gt;: How is that even possible to lie when you're alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;: You can call a phone sex line. That's lying to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abed&lt;/span&gt;: No that's being honest with a stranger about being lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;: What if you're being dishonest about why you're being lonely. What if you're a good-looking guy who calls a phone sex line and tells them he weighs 400 pounds just so he can hear a woman say she's attracted to him anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abed&lt;/span&gt;: I don't believe that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;: WRONG! That's me -- I did that last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abed&lt;/span&gt;: Wh--Why would you pay a woman on the phone to think you're fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;: Because I'm scared if I were overweight that no one would like me. God, that feels good to admit.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Community, Critical Film Studies (S02E19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5244174931134632541?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5244174931134632541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5244174931134632541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/03/conversation.html' title='Conversation'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3502671657359193986</id><published>2011-03-14T14:27:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:28:19.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>It's fried egg fried egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CD2LRROpph0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, this whole music video is just excruciatingly BAD. And not even in the so-bad-it's-good way! (You can't stop watching it nonetheless.) They decided to go overboard with the autotune, that she almost sounds like a female Stephen Hawking. And the songwriting? Oh-so-utterly-brilliant, it puts Black Eyed Peas' songs to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Gotta make my mind up / Which seat can I take?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Partyin partyin' (YEAH!) / Partyin' partyin' (YEAH!) / Fun fun fun fun'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the seriously EPIC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Yesterday was Thursday / today is Friday / tomorrow is Saturday / and Sunday comes afterwards'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I encourage all of you to give it a watch. It's still rather fucking hilarious, after you get past your bleeding eardrums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's funniest though, are the comments people leave. I literally ROFLMAOUIARUPU (Rolled on the floor laughing my ass off until I accidentally rolled until Pulau Ubin)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6xgVShNYOg/TX2kY6sQqnI/AAAAAAAAC_g/rJ8PJsw7dmY/s800/comments1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUS46sb6jh4/TX3krVRiS2I/AAAAAAAADAA/kdDMWLkVqAE/s800/comments.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3502671657359193986?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3502671657359193986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3502671657359193986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/03/yesterday-was-thursday-today-is-friday.html' title='It&apos;s fried egg fried egg'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CD2LRROpph0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3100470569970466993</id><published>2011-02-25T03:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T03:43:13.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Veganism</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDjnC5dwdN4/TWaxvq1LOtI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/Kifj6Gy-7iQ/s800/vegan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can last being a vegan even for a day, what with my constant ravenous appetite for meat and other animal-products. (And vegans are also not supposed to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;use&lt;/span&gt; animal-products like leather etc.) But I'd really like to try being one, cos I feel that it's one of my hipster callings, along with being a fair-trade coffee connoisseur and indie snob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I think I exaggerated a little about my meat cravings. I actually really love all-veg-and-mushroom Yong Tau Foo. And deep-fried broccoli lok-lok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3100470569970466993?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3100470569970466993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3100470569970466993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/02/veganism.html' title='Veganism'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDjnC5dwdN4/TWaxvq1LOtI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/Kifj6Gy-7iQ/s72-c/vegan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2461162723699228469</id><published>2011-01-29T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T02:43:15.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Perfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src='http://img716.imageshack.us/img716/4385/tumblr500.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I present to you, not my scary face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2461162723699228469?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2461162723699228469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2461162723699228469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect.html' title='Perfect.'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3933462225850263870</id><published>2011-01-22T03:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T03:46:56.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Chestnut Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TTnVncSivuI/AAAAAAAAC_A/WqWADekKuVM/s800/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-01-19%2Bat%2B17.59.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BOOM! BIGASS SCARY PICTURE OF ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, sorry if I startled away what's left of my 2 readers here, ROFLCOPTER. It's been so long since I posted pictures of myself on this blog. Well anyway, if it isn't already obvious from the picture (which actually isn't), I did something quite exciting to my image! I DYED MY HAIR -- Yet another act of spontaneity since... I dunno, since I pierced my ear? But what's the big deal, you say? It'd be quite the big deal for pre-2010 Arthur, who's super hesitant to any changes to his image. But post-2010 Arthur says &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FUCK YEAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I already decided that my next act of spontaneity will be to pop by David Gan's hair salon at Palais Renaissance and demand that he style my hair personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I've got no more dramatic news for now. Sigh, I really ought to be more disciplined and just sit through all my assignments, instead of popping by my nearest Guardian pharmacy downstairs grabbing DIY dyeing kits on a whim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm craving for Pulut Hitam now with lots of Santan oh gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3933462225850263870?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3933462225850263870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3933462225850263870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/chestnut-brown.html' title='Chestnut Brown'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TTnVncSivuI/AAAAAAAAC_A/WqWADekKuVM/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-01-19%2Bat%2B17.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4792906982999804234</id><published>2011-01-14T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:50:00.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>I'm giving it my all / But I'm not the guy you're taking home</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/11925060" width="640" height="360" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heartbreak song of 2010 -- even its relentless synths and the thumping beats bleed emotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4792906982999804234?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4792906982999804234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4792906982999804234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-giving-it-my-all-but-im-not-guy.html' title='I&apos;m giving it my all / But I&apos;m not the guy you&apos;re taking home'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2752810414182267352</id><published>2011-01-11T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:20:11.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>23 years old is too old</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I don't even know what's the point of having this blog here anymore. I no longer have anything worthy to post, and even if I do, it's like I seldom even bother. And then, there's the readership, or rather, lack thereof. Give a virtual shoutout if you're here, bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;!  It's already 10 days late, I know, but I guess it's customary to start off every new blog post of the year with that greeting. I didn't make any New Year's Resolution this year, cos looking at the ones I made last year, man was it embarrassing. None of them were even close to being achieved :( Sad. But if I were forced to make one this year, it'd be &lt;u&gt;to procrastinate less&lt;/u&gt;. Then again, knowing me, why bother coming up with one when I'll definitely procrastinate to put that resolution into action till next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TSsr1CLYA_I/AAAAAAAAC-4/mkKfuCMBeU0/s800/TRON_wallpaper_bluecycle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unrelatedly, I have this sudden want to get a bike license! I think it's from watching those lightcycles in action from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tron: Legacy&lt;/span&gt; and me subconsciously desiring to ride one (complete with a neon tight-fitting suit and Daft Punk's epic score blasting in the background). Besides, it wouldn't hurt to update myself with a slightly more bad-boy image, which is often associated with guys with bikes. This ear-piercing thing just isn't cutting it anymore already, tsk tsk. It's old and all-too-common already. Lollerskates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd want to own my own ride one day (along with my own swanky bachelor pad and maybe a thriving business empire). Realistically, it's financially impossible for me to get a car though, especially considering my pessimistic job outlook. (Graduating this year! Madness.) So I guess a motorbike is a much more attainable goal, unless God of Fortune decides to bless me with a Toto/4D windfall this year, in which case, scrap a bike, I'm going for the new Jaguar fuck yeah! But I might have to rethink that option, what with Singapore's perpetually ridiculous bike-riding conditions -- It's always either raining or it's too hot! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all I have to share for today. I have to get back to my due assignments. And you, you have to get back to paralysing anticipation for my next blog post. Watch this space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2752810414182267352?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2752810414182267352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2752810414182267352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2011/01/23-years-old-is-too-old.html' title='23 years old is too old'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TSsr1CLYA_I/AAAAAAAAC-4/mkKfuCMBeU0/s72-c/TRON_wallpaper_bluecycle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-1220763634285757484</id><published>2010-12-05T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:09:57.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>This is hardcore; and I'm indestructible</title><content type='html'>I've decided to protect my tweets because my tweets are too awesome to share with just anyone. Yeah, that's how fucking exclusive I am. So if you wanna read the mind-blowing tales of my dramatic life in 140-characters-or-less, I guess you'll just have to &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;follow me&lt;/a&gt;, bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-1220763634285757484?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1220763634285757484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1220763634285757484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-hardcore-and-im-indestructible.html' title='This is hardcore; and I&apos;m indestructible'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2644371092255549126</id><published>2010-11-29T00:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T00:50:14.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>December Distractions</title><content type='html'>3 more days till December! Fuck, can you believe 2010 just flew by like that?  Well, at least every year ends in a merry mood. Here are the things I'm looking forward to this December! (Besides, obviously, Christmas.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOP CHEF ALL-STARS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TPJ-mZdL-JI/AAAAAAAAC-k/-L2XGClTG84/s800/top-chef-all-stars.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TPJ-lTzlBpI/AAAAAAAAC-U/AlhxdcHhLCo/s800/Harry-Potter-and-the-Deathly-Hallows.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing the tradition of watching the Harry Potter films with my primary school mates. We grew up together with the books and films! But frankly, this is the one I'm least looking forward to because the the films since &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Goblet of Fire&lt;/span&gt; have all been major disappointments.&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LET ME IN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TPJ-lmu7kHI/AAAAAAAAC-c/za4UTzGrqS8/s800/let-me-in.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hollywood remake of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Låt den rätte komma in&lt;/span&gt;. From what I read, apparently the remake is even better than the Swedish original. Obviously, I'm skeptical beyond skeptical, because the original is so fucking flawless. (And it's not even like it's directed by some acclaimed Hollywood director like David Fincher, who's directing the remake of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Män som hatar kvinnor&lt;/span&gt;. Pssh, what's the deal with Hollywood remakes, by the way?) So this, I gotta check out by myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE VOYAGE OF THE DAWN TREADER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TPJ-lKiJvbI/AAAAAAAAC-M/ukDmWyg5K08/s800/Dawn-Treader.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to expect of this 3rd installment. Different director, different composer. And after watching &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt; for the 23241098th time tonight, I have to admit it's actually really horrible :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRON LEGACY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TPJ-3L7HFfI/AAAAAAAAC-s/aCd7XTeB22Q/s800/tronx3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A TRON GEEK/FANBOY. THANKYOUVERYMUCH! OMG THE WAIT IS KILLING ME.&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/9337317-2644371092255549126?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2644371092255549126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2644371092255549126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/december-distractions.html' title='December Distractions'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TPJ-mZdL-JI/AAAAAAAAC-k/-L2XGClTG84/s72-c/top-chef-all-stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-7289403247028261973</id><published>2010-11-25T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T14:43:33.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Young Sartorialist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TO4EXCRzBjI/AAAAAAAAC-E/I8O2EA6Bab0/s800/satorialistbaby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7289403247028261973?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7289403247028261973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7289403247028261973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/young-sartorialist.html' title='Young Sartorialist'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TO4EXCRzBjI/AAAAAAAAC-E/I8O2EA6Bab0/s72-c/satorialistbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-476563201218461762</id><published>2010-11-16T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T02:17:17.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><title type='text'>Stuff Pseudo-White People Like Me Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INDIE MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you want to understand white people, you need to understand indie music. As mentioned before, white people hate anything that’s “mainstream” and are desperate to find things that are more genuine, unique, and reflective of their experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, they have independent music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . But BE WARNED, talking about indie music with white people is perhaps the most dangerous subject you touch upon. One false move and you will lose their respect and admiration forever. Here are some general rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bands that have had their songs in an Apple ad are still marginally acceptable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bands that have had their songs in ads for other companies are not acceptable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you mention a band you like and the other person has heard of them, you lose. They own you. It is essential that you like the most obscure music possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/01/30/40-indie-music/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;APPLE PRODUCTS&lt;/span&gt; (Partly applies to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Apple products tell the world you are creative and unique. They are an exclusive product line only used by every white college student, designer, writer, English teacher, and hipster on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . When you ask white people about Macs they will say “oh, it’s so much better than Windows,” “it’s just easier to use,” “they are so cutting edge,” and so forth. What’s amazing is that white people NEED to meet people who use Windows to justify themselves spending an extra $500 for a pretty looking machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also important that white people are reminded of their creativity, and remember you need a Mac to creatively check email, creatively check websites, and creatively watch DVDs on planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . You then need to drive to a local coffee shop (Starbucks will do in a pinch) and set up your Apple for the world to see. Thankfully, the Apple logo on the back will light up! So even in a dark place, people can see how unique and creative you (and the five other people doing the exact same thing) truly are!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/01/30/39-apple-products/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-476563201218461762?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/476563201218461762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/476563201218461762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/stuff-pseudo-white-people-like-me-like.html' title='Stuff Pseudo-White People Like Me Like'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-1628277663292705113</id><published>2010-11-12T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T18:24:26.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>The Broken Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14098847?color=cfcccc" width="640" height="360" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-1628277663292705113?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1628277663292705113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1628277663292705113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/broken-code.html' title='The Broken Code'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2125166501959325711</id><published>2010-11-05T01:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T02:02:27.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><title type='text'>Midnight Hunger Pangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TNLwoSwCCRI/AAAAAAAAC98/_wbh956X8oM/s800/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[05/11/10 AM 01:34:14] Arthur Chin: &lt;br /&gt;oh anw, the 126 dim sum place has deep fried pig's intestines man&lt;br /&gt;[05/11/10 AM 01:34:45] Arthur Chin:&lt;br /&gt;back in jb i'd sometimes have those with porridge (cos my parents from ipoh, and they always have fried intest porridge)&lt;br /&gt;[05/11/10 AM 01:35:03] Arthur Chin: &lt;br /&gt;and i have to say, the 126's fried large intestines was OMG SO GOOD&lt;br /&gt;[05/11/10 AM 01:35:21] Arthur Chin:&lt;br /&gt;like, so full of the intestine flavour.&lt;br /&gt;[05/11/10 AM 01:35:27] Arthur Chin: &lt;br /&gt;and crispy! and lardy omg&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2125166501959325711?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2125166501959325711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2125166501959325711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/midnight-hunger-pangs.html' title='Midnight Hunger Pangs'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TNLwoSwCCRI/AAAAAAAAC98/_wbh956X8oM/s72-c/IMG_0270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-7213098721317374695</id><published>2010-11-01T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:49:00.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>You shut your whore mouth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TM2djGjSr5I/AAAAAAAAC90/FRTtdr6tsRo/s800/whoremouth.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7213098721317374695?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7213098721317374695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7213098721317374695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-shut-your-whore-mouth.html' title='You shut your whore mouth!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TM2djGjSr5I/AAAAAAAAC90/FRTtdr6tsRo/s72-c/whoremouth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6998189696277157205</id><published>2010-10-14T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T02:01:17.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>I've been practicing nudging a meatball across the table with my nose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img715.imageshack.us/img715/4713/brittanymeatball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6998189696277157205?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6998189696277157205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6998189696277157205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-been-practicing-nudging-meatball.html' title='I&apos;ve been practicing nudging a meatball across the table with my nose.'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4209486556258211400</id><published>2010-10-12T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T01:04:22.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>"What kind of people can you love?" "Any kind."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7s2PG0gfDU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7s2PG0gfDU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4209486556258211400?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4209486556258211400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4209486556258211400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-kind-of-people-can-you-love-any.html' title='&quot;What kind of people can you love?&quot; &quot;Any kind.&quot;'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2418667090740086770</id><published>2010-10-04T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T22:15:46.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Patronise</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been updating lately. I know all of you are starved of my potentially Pulitzer-winning blog entries. But gosh, I am just too lazy to type anything here man. Well anyway, It's my 2 1/2 week using a Mac, and I'm really mostly indifferent. Birthday was, for the most part, very uneventful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, here ends my very patronising post. You guys reading this are the most awesomest ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2418667090740086770?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2418667090740086770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2418667090740086770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/10/patronise.html' title='Patronise'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5334236084225122633</id><published>2010-09-18T23:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T02:21:10.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Top Chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0b5394;"&gt;AЯTHUR says: (AM 01:33:31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i think the show needs more appreciation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#38761d;"&gt;Hj with an I says: (AM 01:33:42)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0b5394;"&gt;AЯTHUR says: (AM 01:34:06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how come there are big fans of project runway here in sg, but no one has heard of top chef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0b5394;"&gt;AЯTHUR says: (AM 01:34:23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sg is more 'forward' in the food scene than in fashion lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0b5394;"&gt;AЯTHUR says: (AM 01:34:50)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wld think sg audiences wld prefer a show like top chef to proj runway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0b5394;"&gt;AЯTHUR says: (AM 01:35:18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst thing is, top chef actually came all the way over to showcase sg in their finale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#38761d;"&gt;Hj with an I says: (AM 01:35:26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0b5394;"&gt;AЯTHUR says: (AM 01:35:31&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;and there's not even a shoutout to anyone remotely sgrean in proj runway&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do think Top Chef seriously needs to gain more attention from audiences in Singapore. Anyway, I wasn't trying to imply that Project Runway is inferior to Top Chef in that conversation -- They are both avant-garde, educational and highly-entertaining reality competition shows (by the talented people at Magical Elves). (But then again, Top Chef was the one who broke Amazing Race's streak at the Emmys for Best Reality Competition Program.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, it's really puzzling to me why Top Chef doesn't share the same popularity status as Project Runway here in Singapore. It's a shame Channel 5 is currently still at Season 2 (Top Chef's recently ended it's 7th Season; there are already 2 successful seasons of a spinoff, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Top Chef Masters&lt;/span&gt;; and it's currently airing a second spinoff, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Top Chef: Just Desserts&lt;/span&gt;.), and airing it at some weird timeslot like 4pm or 12midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5334236084225122633?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5334236084225122633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5334236084225122633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/top-chef.html' title='Top Chef'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-642281779309009567</id><published>2010-09-13T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:12:00.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Feels like Christmas already!</title><content type='html'>But it's more like my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brought forward a week. AHEM AHEM HINT HINT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TI33_WIh40I/AAAAAAAAC88/MEpKPC-ylZw/s800/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to Singapore to find my Printer and iPod delivered! And just as I was meddling around and setting up my printer, the DHL guy arrived early with my MacBook Pro! I thought I had to wait till Wednesday for me to get my hands on it. Now I know how it feels like to be one of those kids on Christmas morning, eagerly ripping apart their presents (or in my case, opening them carefully cos I have mild OCD) under the Christmas tree. HAPPY MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, baby Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TI33_-Uup3I/AAAAAAAAC9E/fbJvbbXnRvY/s800/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TI34APYzVUI/AAAAAAAAC9M/M8agt2SYKIs/s800/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ORLY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now at the stage of plugging in the beauty that is my MacBook Pro to the power socket, but I think I shall save it for when I come back from my dinner appointment. Then I can have all the time in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH IT LOOKS SO PRETTY! It feels like I'm actually violating and tainting it when I touch and caress its smooth (aluminium uni)body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK GTG! Will update more later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I actually dread the part where I have to transfer all my stuff from PC to Mac. All 100GB of it are actually stored in my external HD, but in order for my Mac to be able to write into it, I have to reformat my HD, which in the process, will erase all my files inside! Groan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-642281779309009567?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/642281779309009567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/642281779309009567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/feels-like-christmas-already.html' title='Feels like Christmas already!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TI33_WIh40I/AAAAAAAAC88/MEpKPC-ylZw/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2938618350140030492</id><published>2010-09-05T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:19:13.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Wish List (Part Deux)</title><content type='html'>For the fervent loyal readers of my humble blog (all 500,000 of you imaginary people), I'm sure my &lt;a href="http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/wish-list.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wish List&lt;/a&gt; post I blogged last year must have left a rather deep impression, what with all my shamelessness and shocking material wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to announce, that one year later, I've FINALLY attained &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; of the items in my wish list! HAPPY FACE! And while at it, got myself majorly broke-ass in the process. BIGSADFACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following this logic, I think I should aim for more expensive and seemingly-unattainable material wants this year, so I may hopefully achieve those one year later. BENTLEY CAR THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was one of the things I clamoured for last year -- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Canon S90&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TIPLr4QN4uI/AAAAAAAAC8M/n1jj7dmWBWU/s800/S90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And behold, what I got myself for an early birthday present today! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*erm OMG major unsubtle hint! cough cough.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TIPLsF5NyCI/AAAAAAAAC8U/MdrKm3BObxk/s800/s95.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5616665/canon-powershot-s95-our-favorite-point+and+shoot-gets-720p-video" target="_blank"&gt;Canon S95&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, successor of the S90, just released 2 weeks ago! AWESOME CAMERA TO THE MAX MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's something I lusted for last year, the iMac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TIPLrpcitzI/AAAAAAAAC8E/nrtQwBz7spk/s800/imac-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna order this tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TIPLsgmCCDI/AAAAAAAAC8c/zK33Jo3qN00/s400/mbp-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking advantage of the educational discount to get the MacBook Pro, which comes with a free iPod Touch and a printer after rebate. I actually held off on my purchase, in hopes that they'd give away the NEW iPod Touches after the refreshment of the iPod Touch series which was announced only a few days ago. But alas, the rebate only applies to the old iPods. SADDED TTM MAN! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a major Apple Fanboy. Well, I just want to clarify that I'm totally not, okay. Or maybe I am, albeit a closet one. But MOSTLY not, cos I don't have a thing for iPhones. I'm waiting for the awesomeness that is Windows 7 Phone Series to be out! Soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to get a MacBook Pro instead of the iMac because it's a shame to buy an Apple product and not lug it around to show it off (unless you're &lt;a href="http://147xxxx.tumblr.com/post/114001161" target="_blank"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt; who actually brought his iMac desktop out around). I mean, no one's gonna visit my room, so there's no one to appreciate the beauty except me. With the MacBook Pro, I can carry it around and like, chill in Starbucks while strategically placing my laptop such that everyone who enters the store can see the holy-white Apple logo glowing right in their faces, and then I go on to pretend like I'm all creative and artsy-fartsy and too cool for this planet, while all I'm doing is actually surf blogs written by tweens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a Mac user, I have just perfectly described you in my previous sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! I'm so mean! But at the same time, it's so spot on right?! Walk into any Starbucks and you'll see it infested with hipsters posing with their chio Macs. Mac-users and Starbucks is akin to moths to a flame. It's one big giant gathering of poseur-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I hate Mac-evangelists. I think I'll chronicle my experience with my MacBook with &lt;u&gt;objectivity&lt;/u&gt;, and see if using Macs will really blow your shits, rectums and colons off like they claim. My previous experiences with Macs wasn't exactly enjoyable. I'm only getting one because it looks pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, seeing that I've got most of the things I wanted, I don't really have much that I'm lusting over now. I intend to get new bedsheets from Ikea, and maybe a laptop sleeve (&lt;a href="http://www.fabrixcases.com/sg/shop/laptop/black-denim-laptop-sleeve1/" target="_blank"&gt;like&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fabrixcases.com/sg/shop/laptop/gingham-blue-delux-laptop-case/" target="_blank"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;). Those are necessities. As for things I don't really need, I could really use a new watch. I'm still using the same watch, which has almost disintegrated. New shoes. Definitely a new bag, like the vintage English schoolboy kind. And a wardrobe update! Haven't bought any new clothes for a year already! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be best if money can just rain down from the sky on me. Yes, that'd be best indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, if you think this is a bragging post, well, YES IT IS DUH. Why would I spend all my fortune on these things, and then keep mum about it?! Siao one.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2938618350140030492?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2938618350140030492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2938618350140030492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/09/wish-list-part-deux.html' title='Wish List (Part Deux)'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TIPLr4QN4uI/AAAAAAAAC8M/n1jj7dmWBWU/s72-c/S90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-390968061496825907</id><published>2010-08-25T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T22:56:22.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Tron: Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="351"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ay_H0p2YDk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ay_H0p2YDk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="351"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post here these days. So here's the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OMG-MOST-AWESOMEST-AND-COOLEST&lt;/span&gt; trailer for Tron: Legacy to entertain you guys. Can't freaking wait man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the trailer for the official game, which I'm not really interested in, but wow the action looks damn exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="351"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ZLONRreKAI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ZLONRreKAI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="351"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am seriously loving the soundtrack for this film already. By Daft Punk! It has a very 80s retro-futuristic electronic feel to it. Fucking rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of soundtracks, I don't get why people who don't usually appreciate/give a flying shit about a film's score, are suddenly taking a huge interest in Inception's soundtrack. I mean, yeah it sounds cool and intense and all. But in the end, the whole thing's just like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BURRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!&lt;/span&gt; (the horn sound), repeated over and over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-390968061496825907?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/390968061496825907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/390968061496825907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/08/tron-legacy.html' title='Tron: Legacy'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4803324977234051066</id><published>2010-07-26T00:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:50:37.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Cousin Henry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TExlvlqC9RI/AAAAAAAAC7w/Lx2TTzM3JWE/s800/25072010405.jpg" style="border-bottom: #000066 3px solid; border-left: #000066 3px solid; border-right: #000066 3px solid; border-top: #000066 3px solid;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CUTEST COUSIN EVERRRR HOMGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry hails from London, and speaks with a cool British accent, which sometimes lapses into the most funky Hong Kong accent. Upon tasting Durian Ice Kacang for the first time, he cringed and exclaimed disgustingly, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GUM CHAO GEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?! (Cantonese for WHY SO SMELLY ONE?) Fucking funny x1000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes me alot! :D Hope to see him again real soon before he loses all his precious child innocence. But I've to travel all the way to London to do that :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4803324977234051066?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4803324977234051066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4803324977234051066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/cousin-henry.html' title='Cousin Henry'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TExlvlqC9RI/AAAAAAAAC7w/Lx2TTzM3JWE/s72-c/25072010405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3173398395587497968</id><published>2010-07-25T01:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:17:56.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Voyage de la Vie</title><content type='html'>So this week was rather happening for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night was spent celebrating fuck buddy Shaun's birthday at Velvet Underground + Mambo. Unfortunately, I was the only JC classmate who turned up (EVERYONE ELSE PANGSEH WTF, Shaun now you know who your true friend is!), and I felt rather awkward around his friends. But they were all super enthusiastic drink-buyers, so I wasn't complaining. And in case you think I'm a freeloader, I also did my share in buying a round of drinks okay! Yeah basically, my wallet died that day. It was fun though, and I got home really tipsy that morning, but not drunk and wasted, so it was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a work day, but it totally didn't feel like one, what with Aaron and Ben around for company. Watched a movie (Sorcerer's Apprentice was the shittiness max), and ate Italiannies, which was rather decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I guess this is the part where I begin to sound like I'm bragging, and you'll have to forgive me for doing so. But oh man, it's impossible to keep all these to myself and not share with the whole world mans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so today (Saturday) was spent with my Uncle who came to visit from London, and my Aunt (who is a Puan Sri, wife of a certain Tan Sri, who is the CEO of a certain G Resorts), and several other much much distant relatives whom I've never met before. Anyway, the whole lot of them went to Universal Studios without extending an invitation to me, cos they thought I had to work today. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEART SHATTERED TO ONE MILLION PIECES&lt;/span&gt;. And I later found out that they actually had 2 extra complimentary tickets, and everyone had &lt;u&gt;EXPRESS TICKETS for EVERY RIDE&lt;/u&gt;, so all they had to do before each ride was to casually saunter past the long queues while everyone else was dying in the merciless heat of Singapore. (Ok maybe not, since today's weather was perfectly cool.) Wow, that was a FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so anyways I met them for dinner, which we had at this Italian restaurant called Palio at Hotel Michael, which was really just mediocre. And then we head on to watch Voyage de la Vie, and we were seated in the VIP box! Atas coolbeans much?! The show was actually kinda awesome, and it didn't hurt that I didn't had to pay to sit in the prime VIP spot. There's this super cute contortionist boy, whom I later found out is 15 years old but looks more like 10. And whoa, many hot bods in tight skimpy clothing galore! Very very good distractions from Jonathan Leong, who was super awkward all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, the adults decided to enter the casino for, I guess, a VIP tour or something. And regret x2, cos I stupidly forgot to bring along my passport along with me when I left the house. OH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still all rather exciting though, especially when this certain staff there could still recognise me from a volunteer work that we did together. Later on, I found out that she was actually the wife of the CEO of the XXX Resort. And she exchanged numbers with me! OMG. NETWORKING SKILLS PWNAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, after a night of atasness, I guess it's time for me to go back to the poor and boring life of a hoi polloi :( Time to plonk onto my IKEA bedsheet, and dream that I'm sleeping in Egyptian high thread-count cotton instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3173398395587497968?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3173398395587497968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3173398395587497968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/voyage-de-la-vie.html' title='Voyage de la Vie'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3821582047153037630</id><published>2010-07-01T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:59:30.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Office Mischiefs</title><content type='html'>So I've managed to get myself meaningfully employed for the remaining 2 months of my vacation, thanks to my incredible power of networking! The unfortunate thing is that I could have actually started this job waaaay earlier, if only I hadn't went back to JB on the fateful day the HR person decided to contact me to schedule for an interview. Like seriously man, why the fuck am I always that suay? This is not the first time I missed a job opportunity thanks to a missed call. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I introduced this job to another friend of mine (so I wouldn't be working alone), and in the end, he got hired earlier than me instead. Which means he has earned ALOT, since this job pays relatively well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to make matters infinitely worse, I didn't win the $5.5million TOTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the 财气. Very very sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perspective Man never gets old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="514" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TCyrLVgkJEI/AAAAAAAAC7o/gKnpMlLAWa4/s800/perspective+man.jpg" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is pretty alright so far. I'm not supposed to divulge anything regarding what I'm working as, cos it's all supposed to be pretty top secret, and I'm lazy to type it all here anyway. Well, today's my second day into the job, and I'm finding office life here really quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many interns and student-on-holiday temp staffs here, which is baffling to me, because it seems like the department isn't even understaffed in the first place. In fact, I think they are seriously overstaffed, judging from my observations of how the interns basically do absolutely nothing but play Ninja Wars on Facebook, and constantly raiding the pantry of chocolate-wafer biscuits (one whole tin in HALF A DAY) and Milo powder. Like seriously, I don't even really like the chocolate wafer biscuits that much, but seeing everyone grab for them made me want to eat too, which I did of course. And someone even had the free time to scoop store-bought vanilla ice cream for everyone, and then generously POUR Milo powder from the pantry over each scoop of ice cream as topping. The resulting Milo Vanilla Ice Cream, needless to say, was a genius idea and a delight to my blessed tastebuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have anything to do in the office on my first day, since my supervisors weren't around to assign me any tasks to do. So my job was to act like I have a job to do. And thus, the whole first day was spent (together with the other interns and temp staffs) Facebooking and MSN-ing, with 2 fingers strategically placed on the Alt + Tab keys, in case any of the bosses decide to spring a surprise walk-past. Well, that's my tactic anyway. Some people scale their Ninja Wars window to a microscopic size to escape any unwarranted attention. All these are kind of thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temp staffs and interns here are all nice and friendly. They've worked here much longer than I do, and are already happily accustomed to the slackness around. Oh, and it's very amusing to me how they bitch, or rather, gossip behind other colleagues' backs over lunch breaks at nearby kopitiams. Who would know they have so much juicy office affairs to share when all they seem to do is Facebooking? Okay actually, the perm staffs here are also of the same nature, always laughing at other colleagues behind their backs. Tsk tsk. The whole environment isn't actually much different from high school, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry for the buzzkill, but I suddenly don't feel like typing anymore. I've been facing the computer for the whole of the past 2 days, and frankly it's getting abit sickening. To think I have to face the same computer screen for the next 2 months. Shall blog more in the near future! Most probably when I'm skiving at work. HAHAHA ROFLCOPTER LOLLERBLADE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3821582047153037630?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3821582047153037630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3821582047153037630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/07/office-mischiefs.html' title='Office Mischiefs'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TCyrLVgkJEI/AAAAAAAAC7o/gKnpMlLAWa4/s72-c/perspective+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5463593316547328356</id><published>2010-06-23T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:08:42.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TCHlzl49gPI/AAAAAAAAC7g/R3qm1Zi1T1A/s800/humanworldmess.jpg" style="border-bottom: #000066 3px solid; border-left: #000066 3px solid; border-right: #000066 3px solid; border-top: #000066 3px solid; margin: 2px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5463593316547328356?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5463593316547328356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5463593316547328356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TCHlzl49gPI/AAAAAAAAC7g/R3qm1Zi1T1A/s72-c/humanworldmess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5870368266943527651</id><published>2010-06-19T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T04:30:50.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>The Voyage of the Dawn Treader</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hrJQDPpIK6I&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hrJQDPpIK6I&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just realised I didn't include &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;/span&gt; in my 'Favourite Films Friday' post, but yeah, Chronicles of Narnia is like one of my favouritest movies ever! I even watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt; twice in the cinema despite it not being really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I read that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Voyage&lt;/span&gt; is the most popular book of the series, so this movie should be interesting. It even has the most awesome badass White Witch (TILDA SWINTON is WIN) and also Peter and Susan in the trailer, even though I'm sure these 3 characters shouldn't make anymore appearances cos they weren't mentioned in the book. The film director and score composer's changed too, which makes me a little sad cos the previous composer did a pretty good job. And the film's no longer produced by Disney! Which kindda takes away some of the magical qualities from the film, since you know, Disney films = magic. Oh, and I read somewhere that this would be the last movie franchise of the series. SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digressing, I WANT TO WATCH TOY STORY 3 in 3D! Oh, and I also read that the trailer for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Voyage&lt;/span&gt; will be attached to Toy Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG CAN'T WAIT! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5870368266943527651?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5870368266943527651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5870368266943527651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/voyage-of-dawn-treader.html' title='The Voyage of the Dawn Treader'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5200819501161340677</id><published>2010-06-13T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:45:51.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Once in a Lifetime Groove</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Faeroplane%2Faeroplane-500th-essential-mix-live-from-circus-liverpool&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=131328"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Faeroplane%2Faeroplane-500th-essential-mix-live-from-circus-liverpool&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=131328" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;   &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/aeroplane/aeroplane-500th-essential-mix-live-from-circus-liverpool"&gt;Aeroplane - 500th Essential Mix (Live from Circus Liverpool)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/aeroplane"&gt;Aeroplane (Official)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked to this FAWESOME mix by my favourite Belgian deejays. I'm embedding it here to share the love, obviously. But honestly, I don't know if there's anyone out there reading this who digs electronic/80s disco like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my favourite bits of this 59-minute mix are from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;00:00 to 15:40 (very nice 80s groove there)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;21:18 to 27:49 (not 80s, but Aeroplane's remix of Friendly Fire's Paris, mashed up with Flight Facilities' Crave You, is just genius!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;27:50 to 34:45.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm guessing this post will bore people, cos as usual, no one shares my supreme taste in music. Oh well, sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5200819501161340677?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5200819501161340677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5200819501161340677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/once-in-lifetime-groove.html' title='Once in a Lifetime Groove'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6189260257000679789</id><published>2010-06-11T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T05:17:00.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Favourite Films Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADGg8JxbI/AAAAAAAAC6A/nPsN4HEWBqc/s800/lettherightonein.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADHUGbokI/AAAAAAAAC6I/y9Y29bjiVFk/s800/goodbyelenin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADHxzoY3I/AAAAAAAAC6Q/_-aMw4uFdS0/s800/doubt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADIvP-TiI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/M7gcFtf1sgc/s800/divingbell.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADPGIw3lI/AAAAAAAAC6g/EKTxvRemnPE/s800/whatseatinggilbertgrape.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADQA8EoWI/AAAAAAAAC6o/3A7IaYcSLmo/s800/devilwearsprada.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADRAfOqEI/AAAAAAAAC6w/jmkKyJgydIQ/s800/panslabyrinth.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADSEeg_GI/AAAAAAAAC64/pSuC_veoC2s/s800/bigfish.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADYzZeK-I/AAAAAAAAC7A/eT41OBJWx_M/s800/meangirls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADZX0EaMI/AAAAAAAAC7I/7QMtQaUcGGs/s800/daslebenderanderen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADZ_93-eI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/caT_1zRVBSI/s800/hairspray.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADabtTSnI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/3jcoCJsN3Zw/s800/killbill.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6189260257000679789?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6189260257000679789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6189260257000679789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/06/favourite-films-friday_11.html' title='Favourite Films Friday'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/TBADGg8JxbI/AAAAAAAAC6A/nPsN4HEWBqc/s72-c/lettherightonein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8668332582920332179</id><published>2010-05-31T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:06:13.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Choa Chu Kang, Oi!</title><content type='html'>First post-exam update! I'm currently now on a 4-month break from the mundane life that is university. But alas, I don't see how my life meanwhile can be any more exciting either :( Holidays started on quite a bad note, considering how disastrous my last paper was. It's like the oil-spill and Justin Beiber rolled into one mega huge catastrophe. To think I was initially quite confident in it! In fact, I think I pretty much screwed up all my papers OMG FML ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel as if in the doldrums, aimlessly idling my time away. See, I didn't make any travel vacation plans due to the fact that I am perpetually broke (while ALL friends are all jetting off to different parts of the globe with, what I'm assuming, their parents' money. Filthy rich bastards!). Also, I failed to receive any replies regarding my internship applications, so that's uber pathetic. GOSH, what am I going to do during my holidays man. I need to spend my time meaningfully! I NEED awesome job lobangs! I NEED TO BECOME A YOUTUBE STAR AND SIGN MILLION-DOLLAR RECORD DEALS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm depressed by my own whining. Oh well, on to other relatively thrilling news. I just moved out of the hostel to my own room in Choa Chu Kang! Oh wait, I sounded quite excited there, but really, actually I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I'll miss from hostel-days:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;24/7 Air-conditioning! I don't have a fan in my room right now, and OMG I swear I nearly spontaneously combusted in my sleep last night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Convenience. It's just like a 15 minute bus ride to town!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I won't miss from hostel-days:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Greeted by unflushed pee (and sometimes &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; bits too) and urine-stained toilet seats everytime I walk into the cubicle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inedible hostel cafeteria food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A roommate who shouts when he sleeps LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things in CCK I'm loving:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The apparent abundance of FOOD downstairs! Plus, I think I'm within walking distance to a MacDonald's somewhere. No more $3 delivery charge! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean toilet! But I have to keep the toilet seat down though, since I'm staying with 2 ladies. I do this voluntarily because I'm a gentleman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a room to myself. YAY!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Not loving...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bloody inconvenience of this God-forsaken ulu place. There's no transportation to everywhere! Super far from town too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lack of supper kakis! SK stays around here, but she's always super busy, not forgetting the fact that she doesn't eat anything. Not fun!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staying under the same roof with my sister. I'd love to spill more, but she reads this blog. Hello sis! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's it so far. I've suddenly lost all inspiration to blog further. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8668332582920332179?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8668332582920332179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8668332582920332179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/05/choa-chu-kang-oi.html' title='Choa Chu Kang, Oi!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5699381123792273785</id><published>2010-05-16T03:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T03:24:42.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Duluth Hiking Pack</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S-70CTcz3zI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/vvbOunkYFT4/s800/duluth+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duluth Hiking Pack, from &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=18275081&amp;amp;itemdescription=true&amp;amp;navAction=jump" target="_blank"&gt;UrbanOutfitters.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5699381123792273785?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5699381123792273785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5699381123792273785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/05/duluth-hiking-pack.html' title='Duluth Hiking Pack'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S-70CTcz3zI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/vvbOunkYFT4/s72-c/duluth+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-840848155945267452</id><published>2010-05-14T10:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:05:01.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Thunderbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFKRUR9imQc&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFKRUR9imQc&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite digging this song, which is somehow reminiscent of the 70s. The video is rather weird and creepy though. Like, very pagan-voodoo-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick update of my life -- you know, just in case anyone is concerned or interested, which I highly doubt so, but I'll blabber on anyway -- I'm still in the midst of exams! :( And I'm trying very hard to fight off all sorts of temptations that will lead me to procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am also feeling rather depressed, knowing that my summer holidays will be very unhappening, with all my friends spending their awesome time overseas! The worst thing is, I don't think I can get any internship to preoccupy my time with. Well, actually I came close to scoring a position in one of the Big 4 thanks to my awesome powers of networking (ok maybe not, I'm just lucky). But OMGFML, I missed the important call from the HR like FIVE CONSECUTIVE TIMES, just because I happened to be away from my phone on these five occasions. And when I called the person back, the person rejected my calls! YOU TELL ME GOT SO SUAY OR NOT?! I effectively threw away any chances I have of a prestigious stint at a Big 4 firm because I didn't manage to pick up their calls. FML big time, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S-zLpTvsDgI/AAAAAAAAC3o/kCSouGgkPrI/s800/followers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Justin Bieber is now following me on Twitter! Hahaha, but only because I managed to take advantage of the 5-minute window period when the Twitter glitch happened, which allowed anyone to force celebrities to follow their tweets. (I also managed to make Ellen Degeneres follow me. LOL) Don't ask me why I chose Justin, of all people. I don't even like him in the first place, holy crap. I guess I wanted him to see my insult tweets to him. Well anyway, him following me has resulted in a 300% spike in my list of followers, cos all his fans are now following me too. Like, can you say EWWWWW? I'm very allergic to tweens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, that's all. Got nothing else to say. BYEBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-840848155945267452?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/840848155945267452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/840848155945267452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/05/thunderbird.html' title='Thunderbird'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S-zLpTvsDgI/AAAAAAAAC3o/kCSouGgkPrI/s72-c/followers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-1768450775299157873</id><published>2010-05-01T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T01:40:19.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>CUPCAKE CANNON</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/v4JbPLItex4/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4JbPLItex4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4JbPLItex4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" width="580" height="352" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-1768450775299157873?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1768450775299157873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1768450775299157873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/05/cupcake-cannon.html' title='CUPCAKE CANNON'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8903436756292162308</id><published>2010-04-25T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:03:08.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I hate globetrotting friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S9Rmg9smZvI/AAAAAAAAC3g/br0IjrPfzQY/s800/Fullscreen+capture+4252010+115451+PM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8903436756292162308?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8903436756292162308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8903436756292162308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-globetrotting-friends.html' title='I hate globetrotting friends'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S9Rmg9smZvI/AAAAAAAAC3g/br0IjrPfzQY/s72-c/Fullscreen+capture+4252010+115451+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4403586418660105979</id><published>2010-04-08T20:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T02:09:42.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>ANTICIPATE</title><content type='html'>Well, by right, the previous post was meant to be the last one I was going to post in quite a while, as I devote myself in preparation for my finals meanwhile. Plus, I really wanted to let that pretty picture stay at the top of the page when I'm gone hahaha. But I just have a couple of things I want to blog about and remind myself here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals hasn't even started, yet I'm already looking forward to the things I want to do after that! Because of this damned exam period, I have to miss out on shows like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TOP CHEF MASTERS Season 2&lt;/span&gt; which premières (auto spell-check suggested that I put the French spelling with the è) tonight. And of course, others like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt; (resumes this week from their long hiatus, and by the way, I started watching Glee way before the current craze hor! I don't follow trends! Now I'm kindda irked that I'm watching something that has gotten so mainstream -- like how Kings of Leon has gotten -- but oh heck it's good TV.),  The Big Bang Theory, Desperate Housewives and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;. But honestly, I think I'll still continue watching Ugly Betty despite, because there's only like what, 2 more episodes till the series concludes itself? SADDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, &lt;u&gt;VERY EXCITES TO THE MAXIMUM INFINITY&lt;/u&gt; because &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Futurama&lt;/span&gt; will be back on air this June with 26 more episodes (and hopefully much much more)! And also, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Weeds&lt;/span&gt; will be back for its 6th season too. That's what I call TV Orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first I need to find an internship or some other job ah. Not getting my hopes high about scoring an internship actually, considering the insane amount of competition. :( I need to find an exciting high-paying job as a back up! My goal is to splurge on whatever salary I may get on a new laptop, so I can get back to downloading TV shows without constantly worrying about lack of drive space / deleting the shows right after I've watched them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an ideal world, I'll be interning at a prestigious accounting firm while at the same time, receiving a ridiculously high pay for just being an intern. (Dunno where I heard it from, that interns working at Barclays get something like $3000!) But then of course, in an ideal ideal ideal world, I won't even have to worry about things like internships and what not, cos I will be earning shitloads of money just by blogging alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay wake up your idea Arthur. Anyway byebye everyone, I want to hit the books already. (Literally. Hit them.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4403586418660105979?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4403586418660105979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4403586418660105979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/04/anticipate.html' title='ANTICIPATE'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-7084366857835049936</id><published>2010-04-05T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:01:08.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's goodnight, not goodbye."</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S6t5O8Wk_8I/AAAAAAAAC2I/fP11NBCmM6I/s800/nulookbook+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7084366857835049936?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7084366857835049936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7084366857835049936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-goodnight-not-goodbye.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s goodnight, not goodbye.&quot;'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S6t5O8Wk_8I/AAAAAAAAC2I/fP11NBCmM6I/s72-c/nulookbook+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-587971532416430672</id><published>2010-03-25T22:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:14:21.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Filemografi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhAao_Wa0C8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhAao_Wa0C8&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHOA!&lt;/span&gt; I wanna catch this movie when it's out! Loving the aesthetics and feel of the movie, PLUS it's in 3D! Also, the soundtrack of the film's by Daft Punk = &lt;u&gt;OMGDNESS&lt;/u&gt;. Very retro-futuristic -- I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the prequel to this film was made in the 80s, and I watched excerpts of it here and there on Youtube. Well, I can only marvel at the advancements of CGI over the past 20 years, cos back then the special effects were considered ground-breaking, but now they're just downright tacky. And not even in the good way. I think I can come up with a PowerPoint Presentation that's more ground-breaking hahaha! But oh, I still love everything about the 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the topic of films, I've also been regularly catching up with movies online during my free time recently! (Okay, technically I don't have alot of free time, but I always somehow convince and delude myself that I do FML.) And I don't anyhow watch crappy mindless blockbuster flicks okay! I am an atas cultured person, so I only watch Oscar-nominated foreign films hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S6t9ozvimGI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/Uy9Rmg5qFdE/s800/dasweisseband-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm serious! HAHA. I've watched French film '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Un prophète&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;', German film '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Das weiße Band, Eine deutsche Kindergeschichte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' (I love German films. They have this certain je nais c'est quoi about them.), and others such as '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. Not really interested in '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hurt Locker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' cos bombs don't intrigue me. Then watched most of the rest long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But truthfully, except for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Julie and Julia&lt;/span&gt; which kindda also made me want to take on Julie's task of going through Julia Child's 500-odd recipes in a year, I didn't really find the other films that fascinating. I mean, they were all very good, but meh I've seen better Oscar-nominated films. But anyway, fun fact: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Das weiße Band&lt;/span&gt; is the first black-and-white film I've watched in its entirety! Not counting Sin City la. That effectively makes me 100x more atas and cultured than everyone else. Fuck you Transformers 2-loving audiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I confess! I also watched this B-grade horror film called '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Mist&lt;/span&gt;'. I only watched this because I heard that there's some wicked twist at the end, and I'm awfully interested in twists. Well, the premise of the show is seriously craptacular (something about monsters from another dimension entering our world when a military experiment went wrong), but I gotta say, it did deliver some slight scares here and there. BUT OMG THE TWIST AT THE END WAS LIKE ONE BIG SLAP TO THE FACE! SHITTY TO THE MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna reveal the sucky ending here, so beware of spoilers ahead! Basically, at the end of the movie, this group of 5 people managed to escape in their car, hoping that they can find rescue / find a place of safety where there are no monsters. Alas, their car ran out of fuel amidst the thick mist, and it was at that point when all of them lost their hopes of ever surviving, and would much rather end their lives themselves than being cruelly eaten by other-worldly creatures. And the thing is, they have a pistol, but there are only 4 bullets left, yet there are 5 people who wants their lives ended. So the main lead "sacrifices" and shoots the other 4 (one of which is his SON) dead, thereby leaving him as the sole survivor. Traumatised and obviously more suicidal than ever, he alights his car to invite monsters to feast on him in a bid to end his miserable life. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BUT HERE COMES THE SHOCKER. JENG JENG JENG!&lt;/span&gt; A military tank approaches instead! Apparently, rescue has arrived -- Just 2 minutes after he has killed his own son and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have just stuck with Oscar-nominated movies sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TRIVIA*: The lead actor of Tron, Jeff Bridges, won the Oscars for Best Actor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-587971532416430672?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/587971532416430672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/587971532416430672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/filemografi.html' title='Filemografi'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S6t9ozvimGI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/Uy9Rmg5qFdE/s72-c/dasweisseband-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8841356508401205783</id><published>2010-03-12T04:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T04:52:33.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geek'/><title type='text'>The Passing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lO4V3l_JI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/k3CY03uEFDM/s800/500x_l4d2-poster_thepassing_lyrs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WOOOOOOH! So I was surfing some gaming website (which is very untypical of me hahaha), and I learned that there'll be new a downloadable content pack for L4D2 coming this March! Okay, it's actually quite old news, but AWESOMENESS OR WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, there'll be a new campaign, with the introduction of a new weapon and melee weapon, new uncommon infected, PLUS the gang from L4D2 will get to meet up with the gang from L4D. Wah, I wonder what they'll do to each other! Speaking of which, I've played L4D on my neighbour's computer -- not spectacular if you've already played the second one. Melee weapons FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lO5M8dArI/AAAAAAAAC1g/oqwIClkMC4Q/s1600/l4d2_thepassing_00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lQJyYrB7I/AAAAAAAAC14/bqQjncWP9Ps/s800/l4d2_thepassing_00002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellis with the new bigass M60 machine gun. I think. Anyways, he's like my most favourite character! Obviously cos he's the best-looking of the bunch, hahaha. No one likes Coach cos he's morbidly obese, which makes him easily mistaken by others to be a Boomer. Zoey from L4D is my 2nd favourite character, but she has not much of a personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lO4xpCblI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/YWII6T-0rMU/s1600/l4d2_thepassing_00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lQJkp_LRI/AAAAAAAAC1w/impCkFBKthQ/s800/l4d2_thepassing_00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stylish, classy looking zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lO5RCGP0I/AAAAAAAAC1o/UbwqxoZLQ0I/s1600/l4d2_thepassing_00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lQKSqDb8I/AAAAAAAAC2A/X6ip8gQCkHw/s800/l4d2_thepassing_00012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greeted by a mass of zombies once you exit the safe house. This is going to be thrilling to the maximum infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok pseudo gaming-enthusiast out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8841356508401205783?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8841356508401205783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8841356508401205783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/passing.html' title='The Passing'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S5lO4V3l_JI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/k3CY03uEFDM/s72-c/500x_l4d2-poster_thepassing_lyrs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8347467897982306836</id><published>2010-03-03T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T01:38:03.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Temptations &amp; Distractions</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S407gsaomyI/AAAAAAAAC0U/o5d6lDYZs6k/s800/Robbie+Wadge-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHPIANGWAY! Operation Disconnect-Myself-From-the-Internet = Major Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to force myself to seriously focus and concentrate on my revision, I did the drastic action of unplugging and stowing away my laptop, so as not to distract myself from very distracting things like Facebook, Twitter and erm, McDelivery.com.sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I, however, still had access to the almighty internetz meanwhile, with my iPod and mobile phone. And speaking of which, 'smartphone' is a serious misnomer. In actual fact, it's the BIGGEST PRODUCTIVITY KILLER! All it does, is make me compulsively check all forms of digital communication. I can't get anything smart done with a smartphone around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, all it took was 4 days for me to succumb to the temptations of diving right back into the online world. FML! Also, it's not as if the 4 days without proper internet access made me any more efficient in my revision :( Here's the #1 cause: I sleep like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, I'm fucking hungry now at 1am (cos I had super early dinner just now at 5pm), and that means I'm most likely going to cave in into another temptation -- MCDELIVERY. Too bad CNY's over, which means they no longer offer Mega Prosperity Burger &amp; Twister Fries, and by extension, means there's no longer meaning to my existence. Any-o-how, I'm now in a dilemma whether I should order RIGHT AWAY, or wait 3 more excruciating hours till McBreakfast (hotcakes saturated with butter!), or even order at all cos I'm broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm wait, I have to choose between 3 undesirable options, so technically, it's not called a dilemma. And I sound like Sheldon Cooper. But then, Sheldon would know what the term for having to choose between 3 courses of action is called, while I don't. So there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions, decisions. Distractions, distractions, distractions. Temptations, temptations, temptations. Mega Mac, Desperate Housewives, twitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8347467897982306836?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8347467897982306836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8347467897982306836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/03/temptations-distractions.html' title='Temptations &amp; Distractions'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S407gsaomyI/AAAAAAAAC0U/o5d6lDYZs6k/s72-c/Robbie+Wadge-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2872665120318893543</id><published>2010-02-25T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:29:18.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Blue and White Horizontal Stripes</title><content type='html'>OMG. Damn annoyed to the maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, I saw a particular shirt in some shop, which looks very similar to the ones from H&amp;amp;M which I happened to LIKE ALOT. Plus, they were freaking on sale! I was so elated that I was prepared to do some African tribal dance to give thanks to the Gods right there and then, but I found out that they ran out of my size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEKCEK x 10000000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today I specially went down to another bigger branch, feeling hopeful that they might still have the shirt in my size. And guess what?! ALSO DON'T HAVE. Hopes and dreams dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEKCEK x 10000001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, as advised by the sales staff, I have to wait and see if they will replenish new stocks. And even if they do, I won't know exactly when the news stocks will arrive, and if I'm able to get hold of one of my size before they get sold out again. And also, if they will still be priced at the sale price :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just hate this feeling -- knowing that something you want is finally available, but for some unfortunate reason, you still just can't have it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2872665120318893543?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2872665120318893543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2872665120318893543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue-and-white-horizontal-stripes.html' title='Blue and White Horizontal Stripes'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5778120965755600674</id><published>2010-02-25T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T01:14:58.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Cinnamon Doughnuts</title><content type='html'>Random Fact #3781: I love cinnamon doughnuts. I find it extra awesome that cinnamon can help prevent prostate cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5778120965755600674?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5778120965755600674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5778120965755600674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/cinnamon-doughnuts.html' title='Cinnamon Doughnuts'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-7436961653804649067</id><published>2010-02-21T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:50:35.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Seconds of Fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S4Eb1aNUOmI/AAAAAAAAC0M/WKIkC5IMgRE/s800/miyagiretweet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the day -- &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/miyagi" target="_blank"&gt;@miyagi&lt;/a&gt;, one of my favourite and the few local bloggers I actually read, re-tweeting my tweet to his 2000+ followers! Awesome or what?! And his previous RT before mine was Xiaxue's tweet. Wah, it's as if only tweets of the same high calibre as hers can only be deemed worthy of re-tweeting by him!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, look how elated I am by such fleeting 2 seconds of superficial fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7436961653804649067?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7436961653804649067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7436961653804649067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-seconds-of-fame.html' title='2 Seconds of Fame'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S4Eb1aNUOmI/AAAAAAAAC0M/WKIkC5IMgRE/s72-c/miyagiretweet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3721586698094785860</id><published>2010-02-20T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:28:36.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>History's Greatest Recalls</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S3677oO9EoI/AAAAAAAAC0E/rgdPIKZFTFU/s800/bfw_449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3721586698094785860?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3721586698094785860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3721586698094785860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/historys-greatest-recalls.html' title='History&apos;s Greatest Recalls'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S3677oO9EoI/AAAAAAAAC0E/rgdPIKZFTFU/s72-c/bfw_449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8654945571962138732</id><published>2010-02-10T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:09:47.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I still hate 5-cent coins, by the way.</title><content type='html'>Money's really tight for me for the past couple of weeks, no thanks to my dismal low income from tuition, which is obviously never enough to sustain my wild spending habits due to my rampant appetite for food. Like seriously, ALL I ever spend on is food. Kindda pathetic, I didn't even get myself any new clothes for Chinese New Year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, knowing that I have to be extra careful with my spending (though &lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt; hardly means I did anything about it), I made an effort in keeping track of my cash outflows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how while you're paying up for something and you realise you're like a few cents short from the amount, so you 'borrow' that shortfall from the person next to you? Well, maybe I'm just sensitive cos I'm broke, but I realise I've been the 'person next to you' quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I mind any bit -- I don't care the least for that measly immaterial few cents. But it gets irritating when people take it for granted that I'm always generous in supplying the deficits, and people take advantage of that. Okay, maybe I wouldn't use the term 'take advantage', but I don't know how else to describe the way I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, XXX owed me say, $10. And XXX offers to return that debt by paying for my meal, which costs $8. Normally, I would just let it slide. But seeing that as I am now broke, I totally feel like it's somewhat of an injustice. And then, just the other day, my roommate was doing his laundry and he needed coins, and I happened to have lots of coins lying around my table. So he asked if he could borrow a dollar coin, and I lent him, but I guess it was never a case of borrow-lend, cos my dollar never came back!&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I sound like a miser, being so calculative all over these trivial transactions. But I'm really not like that when I am relatively more well-off than how I am right now. I guess I'm just whining because I hate being broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite certain I will never survive with a pay less than $5000 a month when I enter the working world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, steering away from the depressing topic of money... I've been watching lots and lots of good films lately! (Watched online, of course. No way do I have funds for opulent state-of-the-art cinema theatres anymore.) I think I'm a really discerning film connoisseur, and I don't mean to brag. But seriously, while my peers desire to catch the latest action blockbusters (OMG Michael Bay to the core) / distasteful horror shows, I only yearn to catch a drama showcasing acting talents and brilliant storytelling. And these are the kind of shows my peers absolutely detest and avoid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me, my taste mature or not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew yucks, this has been an incoherent entry. Gonna end this now. BYEBYE! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;招财进宝 to the infinity, everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8654945571962138732?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8654945571962138732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8654945571962138732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-still-hate-5-cent-coins-by-way.html' title='I still hate 5-cent coins, by the way.'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-987834353058793995</id><published>2010-01-29T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T02:27:40.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><title type='text'>Swissôtel Helipad</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S2HR_V1HcbI/AAAAAAAACxs/ZRdGFhVEBxo/s800/28012010258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-987834353058793995?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/987834353058793995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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models</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S2HSZUGG62I/AAAAAAAACys/C9tTIx3dmko/s800/Photo+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S2HSY0so98I/AAAAAAAACyc/jQUlSGa5zWo/s800/Photobooth+(10).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S2HSYjUyITI/AAAAAAAACyU/dPgoyLfJiL8/s800/Photobooth+(9).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S2HSPD5WvcI/AAAAAAAACyE/E5wOCncy7rk/s800/Photobooth+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S2HSPTnFbaI/AAAAAAAACyM/5olkvoyDB7g/s800/Photobooth+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7198899402931415229?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6390462778246215922</id><published>2010-01-24T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:40:00.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the toilet police, striking fear in everyone's hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S1wsnAYFNFI/AAAAAAAACxE/2mAZMFWlh50/s800/Toilet+Notice+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S1wsms0XOdI/AAAAAAAACw8/AAuXaq-hyW8/s800/Toilet+Notice+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6390462778246215922?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6390462778246215922'/><link rel='self' 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term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Free Tacos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S1Xtqqe4bnI/AAAAAAAACw0/bsytiz79ZB0/s800/freetacos-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(today only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Bakerzin for dinner today and Maddy, Clemens and I had Creamy Mushroom Linguine, Braised Pork Belly with Japanese Rice, and Spaghetti Aglio Olio with Ham and Bacon amongst us. Oh man, so good! But on hindsight, I shouldn't have happily accepted all the Pork Belly fats Clemens threw at my plate and then proceed to finish an entire big tablespoon of leftover greasy bacon bits from Maddy's plate. OPERATION ELIMINATE TUMMY -- MAJOR FAIL! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet's right, I'm getting old and my metabolic rate is not as what it was before. Sigh, I'm expecting Osteoporosis setting in any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Maddy is still very easy to bully and make fun of! She can totally tolerate our ungentlemanliness to the max man! Guess what, we made her sit on the hard wooden chair in Starbucks while we lounge in the comfy couches. And all she does is just whimper and relent. K la, she's learning how to fight back now, by doing the flicking thing with her fingers. But if it were SK, she'd not hesitate to puncture our skulls with her 13-inch bling bling gold "Gucci-inspired" heels lor, that scary woman. Maddy FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we told her that Yangtze cinema is this spanking new cinema in Chinatown with state-of-the-art technology, and is the latest cool and trendy hangout place for artsy-fartsy movie-goers... and she totally bought the story and said she wants to check it out someday. OMG. So gullible can? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh weather damn nice to sleep now and I am seriously sleep-deficient cos I was chiong-ing my Financial Reporting assignment last night into the wee hours of the morning. Okay, more like multi-tasking between Facebook and assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLP NOW BYE./&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6924167355234475745?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6924167355234475745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6924167355234475745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/free-tacos.html' title='Free Tacos'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S1Xtqqe4bnI/AAAAAAAACw0/bsytiz79ZB0/s72-c/freetacos-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-616581115454149109</id><published>2010-01-16T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:42:15.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Pepe Le Pew x Johnny Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/S1CY39t_2TI/AAAAAAAACwc/ARtQIf5-Cy0/s800/pepelepewjc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've concluded that CNY is just yet another celebration of consumerism. And I want to consume this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-616581115454149109?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/616581115454149109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/616581115454149109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/pepe-le-pew-x-johnny-cupcakes.html' title='Pepe Le Pew x Johnny Cupcakes'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuck-my-shitty-life.html' title='Fuck my shitty life'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-7145137713666932071</id><published>2010-01-09T02:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:44:14.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><title type='text'>Lazy + Nothing to Blog = Here are more MSN conversations to entertain you</title><content type='html'>Of useless marathons, disgusting toilets, and shit.&lt;blockquote&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;im determined to go running tmr!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY EVERYONE ARND ME WANNA RUN TMR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;becuz its the new yr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ok maybe i shld do sit ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;im gg to run a marathon this yr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;im gg to start training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;walau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;serious la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i hate ppl who run marathons la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;they like to brag abt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i dun find anything brag worthy abt marathons lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i mean like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;big deal la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;so what if you can run long dist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;who brags abt it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;those who ran the stan chart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I DONT LOR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;flooded my whole facebook la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I NEVER SAY YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;eh but i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;aft completing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;they r so triumphant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;they have to tell everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;its the endorphins la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;u go complete it n u'll feel tat way too la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;what's so useful about running long distances lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;its just abt beating urself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;n challenging urself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;well it's a stupid challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;hahaha so judgemental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;just let ppl b la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;they like to challenge themself right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;why not challenge yourself in stuffing 10kg into your stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i think that one more useful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;buffet can eat all your money's worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;thats unhealthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;rmb diabetes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;running can get heart attack lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;and DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;thats if a person who often indulges in buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;suddenly decideds to run a marathon w/o trg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;AIYAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;YOU WIN LAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;nt like im promoting marathon lor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;just tat ur thrashing marathon like its useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ya i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;eh i wanna go shit first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i hope no one peed on the toilet seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;eeew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;EXACTLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;can u spare me the details!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i am going to come back and describe my shit to you later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i'm expecting undigested bits of crab and prawns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;no ladies finger seeds though, cos i didnt' eat any ystd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;u'll prob have blood in the stools too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;thats the only worthy thing i want to listen to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;so if there isnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;dont bother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;WHY YOU SO MEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet--- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;i learn from u one leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;FUCCCCCKKKKKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;the toilet is freaking gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;FML TO THE MAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of AC Boy conversing in Mandarin.&lt;blockquote&gt;shaun says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;see ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;shaun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lunch with grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;shaun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then meeting -censored- lee for coffee at holland v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;shaun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then possibly study with u for a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;shaun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before attending a birthday party at holland v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;shaun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swee lah,  kill 1 million birds with 1 aye trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hahaha okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me when you're free then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaun says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;hen hao wo ai ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xie xie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Bakerzin's Braised Pork Belly, and the real reason why we ask SK out.&lt;blockquote&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;where did u eat the braised pork belly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;bakerzin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;are u serious?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;they sell chinese food?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i wanna go!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ya they have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;which outlet??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;every outlet also got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;same menu mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;is there one in town?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;paragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;rmb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh is it nice??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;yeah it's not bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kae&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clems Ü says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;can we go there and eat next week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;bring sk along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;so we can eat her portion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;but she pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7145137713666932071?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7145137713666932071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7145137713666932071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/lazy-nothing-to-blog-here-are-more-msn.html' title='Lazy + Nothing to Blog = Here are more MSN conversations to entertain you'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2341520356170953329</id><published>2010-01-05T01:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:37:09.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><title type='text'>Bad Karma</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Kaiyin and I gossiped over MSN about how a mutual friend of ours attempted a fashion style but totally failed at it, and then proceeded to laugh at her pictures which were posted on Facebook. And then I told her how I found out on Facebook, about this guy who was seriously good looking back in secondary school, but is now majorly fat and unrecognisable. Damn juicy conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I'm paranoid that people have been talking negatively about me also! Can you imagine, you wear something you think is totally chic and hot, and when photos of you get posted on Facebook, people laugh at what you wear behind your back? Or you may think you're perfectly fine and decent-looking now, but people are actually scrutinising how ghastly and ogre-like you've become over the years. SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm so insecure about my ownself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, juicy conversation bits! Don't say I never share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;http://lookbook.nu/files/looks/large/425432_Untitled-1.jpg?1262522220&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i like that girl's look&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;damn chic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i donlike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;makes her hips look big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;she can afford to tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;imagine i wear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shudder*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;anw &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;CENSORED&lt;/span&gt; tried to wear sth similar before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the baggy baggy high waisted pants kinda look&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and some loafers or plimsoles or wadever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;looks mega weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;saw on fb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;really?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i would think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;CENSORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; can pull it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i think really tall ppl only can wear that look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wah but i really do think she looks chic leh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;maybe she can la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but i tot she looked weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;try n find for u to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Facebook Picture Link]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;maybe she shd have worn a black cardi or sth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;she looked like this baggy grey sack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;CENSORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; does look a lil weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i think it's because her waist and hips like got no difference like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;[Another Facebook Picture Link]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;this picture is damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;sorry i cnt help it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it IS funny!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;like some fat man's trousers like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;hhahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dno where she got tt from&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;damn funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;sorry cnt help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ANYWAYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;omg you know who's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;YYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;and then went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;ya i noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was browsing facebook today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and i chanced upon his profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he used to be good looking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;but HE'S SO UNRECOGNISABLE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;yeayea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;RLY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;OMG SHOW ME THE LINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Facebook Profile Link of Said Person]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i feel like i have hope lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ppl last time from gd looking become erm... yah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;then maybe that means i have chance to be gd looking from ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;k la&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;maybe not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;unless i go for extensive plastic surgery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FACEBOOK IS DAMN EVIL LAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;SEE WHAT WE'RE DOING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST WE LAUGH AT &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;CENSORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;THEN NOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;WAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;FUG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;are u sure they are the same person!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;hes like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;i dno siah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;why is he fat???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;u be glad ur skinny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;STILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;0okokokokokokok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;WAKE UP CALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;im gna start jogging every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;whether i like it or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;hahahhahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;OH NO, now i paranoid some juniors/random sch mates go: hey you rmb arthur? used to be so cute. wah i chanced upon his profile on fb. he is freaking fat now la!!!!!!!!!!!!!! pukEZz t0 tHe maX loRxXXxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I CAN GO DIE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;stop being so self-obsessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;like who will wna talk abt u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahaha how i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;maybe have leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;what a pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AЯTHUR says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;UNRECOGNISABLE RIGHT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;but i have reached a verdict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;its cos of his fatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;n disregard for feyshen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple flamingo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;so serve him right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Okay, maybe it's not that exciting to you guys cos you don't know who we are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, we also lamented at how people join the most stupid groups on Facebook. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I WET MY TOOTHBRUSH BEFORE I PUT TOOTHPASTE ON IT&lt;/span&gt;, anyone? What an amazing revelation that people actually do that! (rolls eyes madly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd invent a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;THE FIRST THING I DO WHEN I WAKE UP IS TO OPEN MY EYES&lt;/span&gt; group to entertain these bored souls and let them have yet another meaningless group to join and proclaim to the world to. But alas, I'm afraid there are people who will think I'm serious if I invent such a group, which thus spells social suicide for me. People nowadays are sorely lacking in the sense of irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2341520356170953329?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2341520356170953329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2341520356170953329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-karma.html' title='Bad Karma'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-1964379896007067429</id><published>2009-12-30T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:21:38.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARTHUR, PLEASE WAKE UP YOUR IDEA! SERIOUSLY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-1964379896007067429?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1964379896007067429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1964379896007067429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/arthur-please-wake-up-your-idea.html' title='ARTHUR, PLEASE WAKE UP YOUR IDEA! SERIOUSLY.'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2039255348137528031</id><published>2009-12-28T02:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T03:24:38.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>My 2010 New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>My New Year Resolution is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;10.0 MEGAPIXELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lame joke to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went to pee just now, and as usual, was greeted by the sight of stale &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;brown urine&lt;/span&gt;, which means the fucking disgusting 中国人s have not been flushing the toilets once again. And guess what? That is not their gravest offence, cos I'm sure they are also the ones who fucking &lt;u&gt;pee on the toilet seats&lt;/u&gt;. And before you act all holier-than-thou and accuse me of discrimination, well it's gotten pretty darn obvious that they are the culprits behind all these crimes of unpardonable nature. See, everyone in my level is back home for the holidays, except for the aforementioned 中国人s (tickets back to China expensive or what?) and me (cos I'm the only sad one still having lessons FML). I know for a fact that I don't pee on toilet seats then leave them to mellow, so who else could have done it. Any idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH THEY MYSTERIOUSLY CONTRACT SYPHILIS OR GONORRHOEA OR SOMETHING, SO THAT EVERY TIME THEY PEE, IT FUCKING BURNS THE INSIDES OF THEIR PENISES. HAHA SERVES THEM CUNTS RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'll see if I can design an eye-catching poster to encourage them to stop their vile and unsanitary toilet habits. I'll keep everyone posted here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, erm, but I digress. Back to the main point of this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was peeing, an idea came to my head to make New Year's Resolutions for myself, and so I did. And now I'm here typing them down lest I forget any next time. Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be absolutely devoid of social life or whatsoever, at least till 25th May 2010, when my academic year officially ends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gain 10kg. Work out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going for 2010 Summer School is a long shot considering my family's financial abilities. But I'm gonna do my best to MAKE IT WORK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forgot the rest, but I think they are rather inconsequential ones. So these will do first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nothing more. HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE :) May 2010 bring loads of awesomeness to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2039255348137528031?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2039255348137528031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2039255348137528031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-2010-new-year-resolutions.html' title='My 2010 New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3969464258983351481</id><published>2009-12-25T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:29:17.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SzOj9dejQ1I/AAAAAAAACu8/GhIUjzumxVg/s400/candhchristmas-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SzOj9k_KhLI/AAAAAAAACvE/EbvWz501g24/s400/candhchristmas-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SzOj94fOyAI/AAAAAAAACvM/aJ9MoN1pd1g/s400/candhchristmas-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SzOj-HalJbI/AAAAAAAACvU/2SH-WJ7nDRY/s400/candhchristmas-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3969464258983351481?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3969464258983351481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3969464258983351481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SzOj9dejQ1I/AAAAAAAACu8/GhIUjzumxVg/s72-c/candhchristmas-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5064592183432239630</id><published>2009-12-16T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T06:46:18.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Infected</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sByyd5M2vYk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sByyd5M2vYk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="352"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest adrenaline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5064592183432239630?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5064592183432239630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5064592183432239630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/infected.html' title='Infected'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2869235388592809743</id><published>2009-12-05T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:32:23.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Meet Me on the Equinox</title><content type='html'>So within 3 days, I've watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Twilight: New Moon&lt;/span&gt;, and both were horribly torturous to sit through, especially the former, which garnered favourable reviews but turned out to be an utter snooze fest. As for the latter, it only reaffirmed my hatred for whiny emo people. I was like wishing for Bella to just get over her love troubles by cutting herself already. And why do tweens go so crazy over Edward Cullen? He's such a wishy-washy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; had a redeeming quality, which was its rather generous use of indie rock in its soundtrack. I'm proud to say I can recognise Thom Yorke and Lykke Li's songs when they played in the movie, even though I've never heard of the songs before! Haha, does this up my cool factor or what?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2869235388592809743?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2869235388592809743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2869235388592809743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/12/meet-me-on-equinox.html' title='Meet Me on the Equinox'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6092096010734932450</id><published>2009-11-29T02:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:30:52.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>$ummer $chool!</title><content type='html'>I desperately wanna attend &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LSE Summer School&lt;/span&gt;!!!11!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, I sound so studious, but it's actually a thinly veiled excuse for me to go travel around Europe, preferably &lt;u&gt;ALONE&lt;/u&gt; (OMG EXCITING THRILLING OR WHAT?! I've always wanted to travel alone!). But my attendance at a prestigious institution renowned for it's excellence in Economics must also count for something too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how am I going to fund myself for summer school?! Tuition fees alone probably costs S$3000+. Accommodation and transport would probably cost another S$2000? Then what about my dream to travel around Europe! :( It's times like this when I feel that I would be much much happier if I'm born into a richer family. Sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW?! Should I take a student loan? Or sell myself into prostitution? Sell my kidney, perhaps? :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD, MAKE ME STRIKE TOTO/4D! (But first, must encourage me to buy.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6092096010734932450?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6092096010734932450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6092096010734932450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/ummer-chool.html' title='$ummer $chool!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-264144857914485338</id><published>2009-11-23T16:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:54:25.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes!</title><content type='html'>Received a couple of packages over the weekend. One from US, the other from UK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwpGm6R5X0I/AAAAAAAACt8/O27Rp1p_djk/s800/IMG_6042-1.JPG" style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwpGnGH6snI/AAAAAAAACuE/5o8t7jXQ2xA/s800/IMG_6045-1.JPG" style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwpGncU4nCI/AAAAAAAACuM/94DOs_-oPjU/s800/IMG_6049-1.JPG" style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwpGnn0OkKI/AAAAAAAACuU/Zkm441oHP_k/s800/IMG_6054-1.JPG" style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-264144857914485338?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/264144857914485338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/264144857914485338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwpGm6R5X0I/AAAAAAAACt8/O27Rp1p_djk/s72-c/IMG_6042-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5383439944070040141</id><published>2009-11-20T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T03:58:23.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Fences in a row</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm up at an unearthly hour of 3:06am to blog. That's because I took a nap at 11pm. And I had intended to get started on my Financial Reporting 2500-word essay after the nap, since the whole day has been spent doing nothing but sleeping, sipping hot milo, and household chores like sweeping, mopping and laundry, and I feel awfully guilty about not doing anything academically productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any-o-how, after god knows how long, I went to to surf my favourite indie music-blogs to check out if there are any new worthy songs. And there was a Friendly Fires remix of a song by Phoenix. And fyi, those are two of my FAVOURITE BANDS OF ALL TIME. And so I downloaded it, but was throughly DISAPPOINTED TO THE MAX! It was a really trashy and cheesy remix, I found. Now I feel like a parent who just found out that his prodigal son got 249 for his PSLE. Super let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwWa548IS7I/AAAAAAAACs8/ZOD4rJhCoLU/s1600/2009-11-12-TheMouseSong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwWa6BeYv3I/AAAAAAAACtE/BnVFHgujufA/s800/2009-11-12-TheMouseSong-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other disappointing news of the day includes Kimi Raikkonen being forced to take a gap year from Formula 1 because he failed to secure a drive with McLarens. BUT IT'S OKAY, YOU'RE TOO GOOD FOR THEM ANYWAY, KIMI. And I got to know of this piece of news from SY's nick on MSN. And when I googled, this random website who reported on the news ended with a weird quote in the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Recently stars such as Sir Ian McKellen, Ian Rankin and Jennifer Aniston have all taken career breaks.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, huh? What has Jennifer Aniston's career break got to do with Raikkonen's? Super no link please. Ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder aches like crazy now, and I think I ought to go back to sleep. Got lunch appointment tomorrow with Janet! Which means I have to wake up super early. And the word 'early' is relative, cos early = 12pm to me. BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Update:&lt;/u&gt; ANW, apparently, &lt;a href="http://themoment.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/09/25/what-a-stud-the-return-of-mens-earings/" target="_blank"&gt;Men's earrings are back&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5383439944070040141?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5383439944070040141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5383439944070040141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/fences-in-row.html' title='Fences in a row'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwWa6BeYv3I/AAAAAAAACtE/BnVFHgujufA/s72-c/2009-11-12-TheMouseSong-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2009448152533721815</id><published>2009-11-19T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T01:46:02.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>KitchenAid</title><content type='html'>Was blog-surfing (blurfing?), when I came across this guy's livejournal. (Btw, I have this impression that people who use livejournals are awfully pretentious.) I'm like super super envious now, cos it seems like he's living an awesome life la -- clever enough to study law, has frequent sinful suppers and expensive meals at atas places, rather good-looking, active in his social life, possesses a decent sense of humour, cooks with a KitchenAid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. FUCKING. KITCHENAID. He owns a KitchenAid at the age of 21 years old?! KitchenAid is tmd expensive lor! Like $800 or more?! (K la, I think he got it as a birthday present. BUT STILL! *hyperventilates* Great to have fucking rich friends or what?!) FYI, KitchenAid is a stand mixer. You know, the sexy gadget Martha Stewart uses to mix her cake batter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwQvKbM9ZKI/AAAAAAAACs0/5IP5-loVWdU/s800/10268074-kitchenaid-mixer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare my fucking loser life to his can? FML!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH SO SAD AND EMO NOW :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, freaking tired now also! I slept at 5am the night before (this morning, technically), and woke up at 730am for lecture, then nua-ed and shopped a little in town, then stood in a packed bus during peak hour traffic for almost an hour, then ate carcinogen-rich barbecued food at a rather uneventful alumni gathering, which reminds me... MINI HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY: I ate 2 durian seeds, albeit pathetically small ones with little flesh! In fact, finger still stinks! :D Wah shiok man, durian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, I realised this post doesn't really have a point. Maybe I intentionally wrote it to illicit sympathy towards my meaningless life. GAH, I'm so totally going to cut myself now. And then post Evanescence song lyrics here. And then sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2009448152533721815?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2009448152533721815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2009448152533721815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/kitchenaid.html' title='KitchenAid'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SwQvKbM9ZKI/AAAAAAAACs0/5IP5-loVWdU/s72-c/10268074-kitchenaid-mixer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-7655631582389069482</id><published>2009-11-12T07:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:14:11.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Je veux ton amour; et Je veux ta revanche</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="307"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MsthwTUTylQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MsthwTUTylQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="307"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lady Gaga - Bad Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently can't get enough of this music video! So many 80's elements in it -- the 'Thriller' moves, the costumes, the beat... I LOVE 80's INFLUENCES! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds very similar to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PokerFace&lt;/span&gt;, though. But both are very catchy songs nonetheless. This will definitely be the next super popular song that'll be blasted through every tween's loudspeaker phones. You've been warned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lady Gaga seriously looks tranny here. A fierce one. But in a good way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7655631582389069482?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7655631582389069482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7655631582389069482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/je-veux-ton-amour-et-je-veux-ta.html' title='Je veux ton amour; et Je veux ta revanche'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4829307975361732824</id><published>2009-11-08T06:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T06:52:18.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Just a Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SvX4a-C9VyI/AAAAAAAACss/i-CEhmpI9Ro/s800/rt56-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, just thought I might do a quick update of this space. But really, there's not much to update about my life. It's as usual -- boring and monotonously uneventful, like a panda's sex life. (Hahaha, okay, I don't even know if that's a correct analogy.) Anyway, even if I were to have anything vaguely interesting happening in my life, I'd be lazy to come all the way here to type a prose about it. So if, for some reason, you must know all my inconsequential stuff, you might wanna peruse my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;tweets&lt;/a&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think the only thing that's mildly of importance recently, is the fact that I got an ear-piercing. *Cue wide-eyed stares of disbelief* Actually, I don't know why people find it shocking that I went and got one. I mean, am I really so predictable and boring in everyone's eyes, that everyone has to be all hoohah when I've done something like this out of the blue? Okay, when I say everyone, I mean &lt;i&gt;generally&lt;/i&gt;. Some didn't bat an eyelid, and I can empathise, cos it's not as if it's some big fat hairy deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason behind the ear-piercing was... actually there's not much of a reason. I just felt like doing it randomly. I was feeling rather empty that day, and thought an ear-piercing would add some cheap thrill to my life! Do I regret my whimsical decision? Hmm, alot of people told me I look like an Ah-Beng now. I don't really care much for that opinion. At least it beats being told that I look like a queer by some ignorant and quick-to-judge people. But whatever opinions they have are void to me anyway, just because it's &lt;i&gt;their opinion&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy that I look a little different now. I need some change in my life, and I figured this was one way to bring about it, albeit a very superficial one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I have a feeling of dread now, because I'm unprepared for the sociology test I'll be having like 3 hours later. (Yes, a test on a Sunday morning. How wonderful!) I intended to burn the midnight oil to study the last chapter, which is the important one, I haven't touched. So I went and bought my go-to coffee drink from Starbucks (Iced Grande Americano Misto!), drank it to stay awake. But somehow, I promptly lost all motivation for revision. And I went to sleep! And I had some seriously surreal wacky dreams, cos my brain was like half-asleep and awake from the caffeine... It was like some sort of high. Ok, and now I'm awake typing all these instead of using the time wisely to hit the books :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in other news, I'm broke! Which is not really news actually, cos it's a well-known fact I'm always broke. The infuriating thing is that I don't even spend on material things, like most people would expect me to, if I have the money. All of my money was spent on FOOD. And come to think of it now that I'm broke, that money spent wasn't totally satisfying. I mean like, food eventually becomes shit anyway. And shit is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamadekaninachaocheebyelanjiao. I realise I like to scold ching chong vulgarities nowadays. Oh gosh, I really &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; becoming an Ah Beng! YOU ALL BETTER NOT OWE ME MONEY HOR. Or I'll splash red paint on your door. And it'll look like highly-abstract art. And No. One. Likes. Abstract. Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;630 am! I hear birds chirping. Wow I haven't heard that since forever. I think it's seriously time I start studying now. (CHAO CHEE) BYE BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4829307975361732824?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4829307975361732824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4829307975361732824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-quickie.html' title='Just a Quickie'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SvX4a-C9VyI/AAAAAAAACss/i-CEhmpI9Ro/s72-c/rt56-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6618091875895910202</id><published>2009-10-20T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:15:14.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>CURSE YOU.</title><content type='html'>I just found out from my mum that some burglars broke into our house over the Deepavali weekend and got away with our LCD TV, a few thousand bucks worth of cash, and some jewellery. This pisses the fuck out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, I wish karma exists, so that those motherfucker sons of bitches who stole our valuables get their deserved retribution, which hopefully, will be no less than getting their kneecaps shot, skins peeled while alive, and then left outside for crows to devour on their vile remains. All these happening in front of their elderly mother, wife and kids (assuming these beasts are capable of reproducing - oh the horror!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, if karma exists, why the hell did such misfortune fall upon us? What horrid deed have we done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckity fuck. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my roommate's applying a shitload of talcum powder. I have a sensitive nose. Fuck you. It fucking stinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6618091875895910202?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6618091875895910202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6618091875895910202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/curse-you.html' title='CURSE YOU.'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8044974061090134366</id><published>2009-10-14T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:12:34.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Les Chronicles du la Roommate - Part Deux</title><content type='html'>So as I was beginning to feel eternally grateful to my roommate (henceforth simply known as &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, because auto-spell check keeps underlining the word 'roommate' in ugly red squiggly lines) for being so generous to lend his iron and ironing board to me -- so I may neatly press my shirts and make Martha Stewart proud -- he struck up a conversation (in Mandarin, no less) that reminded me the fact that horridly ignorant people are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he tucked himself to bed, he casually said to me, "&lt;i&gt;Do you know, rumour has it that &lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt; from the room above us is gay!&lt;/i&gt;". Enticed by the prospects of juicy gossip, I probed further to find out who exactly this V person is.  Alas, his description of "not-bad looking" and "Myanmar-rean(?)" left me even clueless than before. Apparently, it seems that V and I are not fated to be even acquaintances, seeing as how we fail to meet each other even once during the one month since I've been here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then asked R, what interesting thing it was about V that made him brought up this hearsay --Was V caught red-handed by his roommates while wanking off to gay porn? WAS V FOUND DOING THE BANGLA CLEANER?! I needed to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But R merely said, "&lt;i&gt;Oh nothing&lt;/i&gt;", then gave a little shudder. "&lt;i&gt;Just feeling scared.&lt;/i&gt;" And with that, he promptly fell to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Which is, once again, why I'm safe to blog about him now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... Scared? Just because of the presence of ONE (rumoured) homosexual amongst us? Can you say RIDICULOUS? I'm curious to know what exactly his impression of gays is that invokes such fear in him. Does he think that gays go around sexually violating EVERY heterosexual in their vicinity? Does he think homosexualism is contagious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. My dears, the world is not filled with hatred, but IGNORANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, the sun was shining quite strong late-morning today, and I went swimming! And by swimming, I mean just &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt;-ing at the poolside absolutely not moving and soaking in the sun's rays. I was in quite a lovely shade of tan when I left the pool, but unfortunately, I'm now &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;. Which is a sign that I'm about to peel :( A new layer of skin that's unkissed by the sun will replace the sunburnt tan skin. How sad is that? Instead of becoming tanner, all my efforts goes to waste, and I become fairer instead. Fuck my life, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to sleep and let my skin rejuvenate! Sociology lecture tomorrow morning! It's the only lecture I enjoy and actually look forward to. Bye bye peel peel bananas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8044974061090134366?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8044974061090134366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8044974061090134366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/les-chronicles-du-la-roommate-part-deux.html' title='Les Chronicles du la Roommate - Part Deux'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-278056343582251505</id><published>2009-10-06T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:39:15.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Gem of Life</title><content type='html'>Just realised I didn't update anything about how the rest of my 21st birthday went, after my last entry... Well, I'm not going to go in great details of how it went, because I think I ought not to type so much from now on, since I feel so old already and I'm afraid rheumatism might just set in anytime. Also, and more tragically, I do not have the pictures to blog about/flood Facebook with, because &lt;u&gt;no one gave me the &lt;b&gt;Canon S90&lt;/b&gt; for my birthday present&lt;/u&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in summary, I had lunch at an atas French bistro in Holland Village, and then had an awesome intimate BBQ dinner. So in all, it was kind of a great birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just thought I might complain a little here regarding my roommate, since he's asleep and I feel safe now typing it here -- He's a little too cheena for my preference (I realised I can't handle simple conversations in Mandarin anymore! AND TO THINK I GOT AN A2 FOR HIGHER CHINESE!), but that might be an understatement, cos, goodness, he plays HOKKIEN songs and Chinese Pop using his laptop speakers! Like, for reals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm judging, or have any prejudices against people who aren't proficient in English. In fact, I think it's great there are still people embracing their culture. But I wish he'd embrace it in a more considerate manner. Come on, no loudspeakers please! Hokkien songs = sandpaper to my ears. And Chinese Pop is only okay in KTVs... when I'm the one singing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't force others to endure my obscure (most might say questionable but they are wrong) music selections by blasting it out loud, so please don't do unto me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he will read this. Cheena people don't usually surf blogs which consists of 90% English words. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[citation needed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I guess it's really bitchy of me to blog something unpleasant behind his back, but I need an outlet to complain after all. There's a chance he might stumble upon this post, since my Facebook account links here. And if he reads this, well I want him to know that I have nothing against him personally, but his choice in not investing in earphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I'm catching a HK drama serial called &lt;i&gt;Gem of Life&lt;/i&gt;, which is quite good (or I wouldn't be watching it). And speaking of HK dramas, I think Chinese-dubbing shouldn't even be an option to the viewers, for the sake of not butchering the show. Every show should be aired in the original language, ie Cantonese for HK dramas. I watched Heart of Greed, and Moonlight Resonance, in Cantonese, and then watched the horribly Chinese-dubbed version on Ch8, and gosh, it was totally different la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm going to sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-278056343582251505?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/278056343582251505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/278056343582251505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/10/gem-of-life.html' title='Gem of Life'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-927677710080366758</id><published>2009-09-21T04:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:12:26.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>TURNING 21 ON THE 21ST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me! :D&lt;/span&gt; (And er, Selamat Hari Raya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, my birthday has been pretty fun. The day before, I had a rather casual and nonchalant birthday lunch with my family in JB, which has always been the tradition. And then I came back to Singapore for Janet's birthday celebration in the evening, where I hung out with a few others till after midnight. So at least I didn't start the day of my birth anniversary being sad and alone, haha! I remember quite vividly (it was only a few hours ago haha) that I was walking down some steps at Holland V with Kaiyin, Janet, Sky and Sheryl, and I went like, "&lt;i&gt;Guess what? Happy Birthday to me!&lt;/i&gt;", and then they all wished me happy birthday. Quite shameless actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sky drove us all to Telok Blangah park to see some spooky-looking house, which was really quite spooky cos some China girl's hacked body was found in the woods there a few years ago, and her vengeful ghost might still be roaming around there. So, yeah. Then, we went to Orchard Road where Janet and I did a rather lame act of singing the birthday song out loud to each other with the windows wind-down. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had DIM SUM SUPPER at Geylang! Highlight of the day thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now I'm back at my hostel, and I find out that the electrical box exploded or something while I was out. And everyone's air-conditioners can't freaking work! OMG, why of all things, the air-con?! Why can't make the lights not work? I can't sleep without AC. (Ha, amazing how humans don't consider light a necessity now.) So, it's now seriously stuffy in my room. And I refuse to open my door, cos when I left it open just now, it was practically an invitation to all sorts of creepy crawlies to fly into the room. Sick shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel like coming up with a reflective post about my life thus far, you know, since it's my 21st, and it's an oh-so-significant event. But, lazy ah. Maybe later. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5 in the morning of my birthday now. 19 more hours to go, and I hope it's gonna be even more exciting later! And also, may the air-con work!!! But first, I have to sleep, which might be a problem cos of the stuffiness I'm experiencing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-927677710080366758?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/927677710080366758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/927677710080366758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/turning-21-on-21st.html' title='TURNING 21 ON THE 21ST!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5887330175778465747</id><published>2009-09-17T07:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:54:42.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I'm sorry for him</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SrFwmbt_7iI/AAAAAAAACsE/bc6TaxgskEw/s800/fbfriends.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scrolling up my Facebook news feeds (because I always read the feeds from the bottom, ie. in chronological order), and what do I see? A classic Friend-Padder bragging about his X number of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was instantly turned-off by the kind of douchery displayed. There he was, proudly displaying to the whole world his collection of online "friends", but it only made me feel more like removing him from my friend list so that a) his friend count falls back to 999 and, b) there's no point in having such people around in my list anyway, since he probably adds his neighbourhood mini-mart owner's 3rd cousin as his "friend" also, thus seeing me no differently from other random strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I scrolled a little further up, and what I saw made me feel a little better. Someone (unrelated to the previous guy) posted, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The amount of friends you have on Facebook forms a positive relationship with the number of quizzes in your homepage!&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDEED! So, instead of feeling disgusted by the Friend-Padder, I should feel sorry for him -- Imagine being inundated with lots of asinine quiz results and other related spam from 1000 people everytime he logs into Facebook! It'll totally suck all the joy and purpose of social-networking from him man, like a Dementor's Kiss... but worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUAKUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so I decided to just continue and have him as my Facebook friend, that poor thing. And also, I think he's studying SMU Law or something, and who knows I might need his help one day? Always better to have such contacts around. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, read the other &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/TECH/08/20/annoying.facebook.updaters/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;annoying types of Facebookers&lt;/a&gt; by CNN.com. So totally true and funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5887330175778465747?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5887330175778465747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5887330175778465747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-for-him.html' title='I&apos;m sorry for him'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SrFwmbt_7iI/AAAAAAAACsE/bc6TaxgskEw/s72-c/fbfriends.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-42032591747143820</id><published>2009-09-10T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:45:53.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>Okay, at least there's some good coming out of this blogging hobby (besides being able to satisfy my need for attention), cos guess what? I just found out that I &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.sg/blog/2009/09/07/nuffnangcommunityupdate-7sept09/" target="_blank"&gt;won 2nd prize&lt;/a&gt; for the &lt;a href="http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/play-that-funky-music_29.html" target="_blank"&gt;Nokia Comes With Music Nuffnang Contest&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FREE PHONE!&lt;/b&gt; WOOOH! Just in time for my birthday coming soon :D *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, hello to the sudden explosion of traffic. (I suddenly feel so exposed and self-conscious, now that people are &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; visiting this space.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-42032591747143820?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/42032591747143820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/42032591747143820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4852910360540368134</id><published>2009-09-02T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T04:23:25.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>WISH LIST</title><content type='html'>So, I was supposed to work last weekend, but the company I was working for cancelled the project on me last minute. Which means, I no longer had the chance to earn some money and thus, am now as broke as ever. (Ya, I know I say that all the time, but I'm really perpetually broke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I really envy my peers sometimes. Okay, actually not sometimes, but all the time. I mean, they get to travel, spend lavishly on whatever they want, eat expensively, wear nice clothes etc, all without any worries on their wallet. Lucky or what?! I mean, of course, life isn't defined by the material possessions you have. But seriously, I think that's just how people console themselves for being poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Guess what? I have this theory that people who are rich in this life will become poor hungry Africans in their next lives, and vice versa; while people who are neither rich nor poor will continue being that for all their lives -- hence making life fair after all. HAHA! This makes me somewhat comforted as I'd rather be neither rich nor poor forever, than be mighty rich in one life then suffer in agony in the next. But of course, all this is naught but a ridiculous story that I came up with. Haha, I don't even believe in reincarnation!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so I'm really tired of always pining for but not getting the things I want! Thus I'm coming up with this wish list, so I can just sit around being a lazy bitch and still get the things I want without having to work for it. I know it's seriously shameless and desperate to the maximum to broadcast material wants and expect them to come your way. But I'm sure there's a rule that all would-be-21-year olds are entitled to this just once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, MAJOR UNSUBTLE HINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I seriously hope wish lists are effective, or else there's really no justice in this world, hahaha. Wokay, be prepared for shamelesness ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;iMac 24"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowxTnB8SjI/AAAAAAAACoU/TLK5rVeGpE4/s400/imac-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting and shocking everyone with my most expensive wants first! I know I contradict myself when I say I dislike Apple fanboys and fangirls, yet I myself lust after their products. Well, I just can't help the lust, cos the iMac is total eye-candy. It's so pretty and zen-looking! I can just sit in front of it all day and pretend to be all creative and stuff, even though the only thing I'll probably do with it is plainly surfing the web -- which is not exactly creative at all. Haha, I think my previous sentence aptly describes 70% of mac-users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Canon G11 / Canon S90&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowyfeF1PmI/AAAAAAAACpE/5HzDMLMrzI4/s400/G11-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like pansy point-and-shoots! But neither do I want a hefty DSLR, which screams "LOOK AT ME! I'M A POSER PROFESSIONAL PHOTOG WANNABE!". Prosumers are my kind of thing. It's small enough to tote around, but capable of good-quality shots. I used to want a G10, but Canon just recently refreshed the series a few days ago, and now it's a G11. Gosh, the advancement of technology these days! But anyway, I no longer like the G-series as much now, cos there's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sowyf40_CJI/AAAAAAAACpM/aJZqyz-4-4M/s400/S90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... the S90! The &lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5340815/canon-powershot-s90-pocket-pro-point+and+shoot-hands-on-yes-pleeeeease" target="_blank"&gt;S90&lt;/a&gt; seriously looks much more neat, simple and handy right?! And did I mention it's a prosumer? Well, it is! HOLY MOTHER CRAP! I think this one's gonna cost a bomb though. Probably around $900 when it comes out? OMG kill me. Or, let me strike 4D? Or, why not you give one to me? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fuel for Life Fragrance by Diesel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowxT5-O1JI/AAAAAAAACoc/oJbpHm7x9XU/s400/diesel-men.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, moving on to reasonable wants. This fragrance came out like dunno how long ago already, and I think it's very popular. Not that I mind alot, cos I really like how the fragrance smells. It's not too masculine, but not feminine also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the thing: A couple months back, my sister told me she had already bought me my 21st birthday present. I had a hunch she bought this for me since she knows I like it. But she then asked me what if she bought Hugo Boss instead? Which leads me into thinking that she bought that, which I totally don't like. But then again, I don't even know if she really bought me anything, so she could be just lying after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Backpack&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SpftxvamdVI/AAAAAAAACq8/chNd2AMcRhQ/s400/lexbackpack-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what was with my fascination of big bags, cos all my bags (read: two) are quite big. So it has become a nuisance when I have a couple of things to bring out, yet I don't have a small-enough bag to carry them in. Coincidentally, these small backpacks are now back in vogue, as seen by the many tweens carrying them around. But I actually think they are quite cool (the bag, not the tweens). I mean, these fit my stature nicely, and I see US kids use them in college/uni in movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want one in a plain neutral colour like the one above, or black. Hopefully no obvious brand label, which I think is tacky. And certainly no fancy polka dots or lightning bolts or crazy patterns please! Those are hideous and unclassic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the picture above from &lt;a href="http://men.style.com/theupgrader/style/features/buyers_guide_fall_2009/slideshow/073109BUY?loop=0&amp;amp;slideshowId=slideshow59820&amp;amp;iphoto=26&amp;amp;nphoto=87&amp;amp;play=false&amp;amp;cnt=1" target="_blank"&gt;men.style.com&lt;/a&gt;, and that bag costs like a crazy US$275! There are also similar looking ones available at &lt;a href="http://store.americanapparel.com.au/rsanc501.html#i target="&gt;American Apparel&lt;/a&gt;, but I don't know why they have to price it at a high price of AUS$68 as well. Urgh, how come the things I like so expensive one ah? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hoodie/Jacket/Sweater (or whatever's the correct term)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SphhreI9vII/AAAAAAAACrk/rUSZSG5YJ5E/s400/wish4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I need one (or more) cos lecture rooms are hypothermic cold and I have no body fats. Since everyone sources their hoodies from the usual places, ie Topman et al, I guess I'm fine with cardigans as an alternative, if they are as nice. I especially like the above one in blue, cos it has a shawl collar, sort of like a lapel, which looks quite dandy. Alas, it's no longer available in my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SphhrKTvHvI/AAAAAAAACrc/dA6a5YKqBuo/s400/wish3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pictures ripped off from &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Asosman/Asos-Ribbed-Button-Through-Hooded-Cardi/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=702835&amp;amp;cid=7617&amp;amp;Rf-800=-1,40.000&amp;amp;sh=0&amp;amp;pge=0&amp;amp;pgesize=20&amp;amp;sort=-1&amp;amp;clr=Black" target="_blank"&gt;asos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;T-shirts, Polo shirts, button shirts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy can never have enough of t-shirts and polos. I usually go for white, cos they're the most easy to be paired with, with simple graphic prints. Bonus, if they are &lt;a href="http://www.johnnycupcakes.com/design/721/CrossbonesClassicGuys" target="_blank"&gt;food-related&lt;/a&gt;/80s themed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowxS4txjXI/AAAAAAAACoM/iSd3DwGAi2Q/s400/whiteshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;I also lack this very basic wardrobe staple -- plain white shirt. In fact, I don't really have any formal attire. I have a nice black knitted wool tie now though, but it currently goes with nothing.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shorts &amp;amp; Pants&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like shorts. Though it's hard to find one that fits me. I also need long pants, like slim-cut chinos from GAP or something. Something made of cotton and not denim. Not that I mind owning another pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shoes &amp;amp; Slippers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes I have now are all unsuitable for running in, which is my lame excuse for not exercising for the past 3 years (HOMG!). I have an Adidas Goodyear shoe, but it's old and I don't wanna spoil it further. So I need new sneakers! Or maybe another Adidas Goodyear? I don't like Nike because I think they have an ugly logo. And also, I want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowyLzSbo0I/AAAAAAAACo0/5i0W9c8i2Po/s400/havaianas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Black havaianas with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lettering, size 9! So fetch! I have a pair of silver-greyish havaianas, and it looks too plain, plus I think I bought it at a size bigger :( So I kindda dislike it now. I saw this at the store at ION, and I'm thinking of getting it.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Got it! Murdered my bank account in the process.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Watch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have one watch, and I've been wearing it almost everyday for the past 3 years. The strap is almost disintegrating, and I no longer get comments regarding how nice it looks. I hope to upgrade from my current Fossil brand to something more atas, like Tag Heur? Argh but that's wishful thinking, cos I don't even have the status to wear it... YET. I definitely do not want a Swatch though, cos their cartoon designs somehow reek of secondary school student to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sigg bottle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowyLp_SryI/AAAAAAAACos/TMUV877zvT4/s400/8202.20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to use one that I got on my 16th birthday, until oxidation started occurring on the inside, which was not supposed to happen. From then on, I've been using, gasp, PLASTIC bottles! I hate how un-environmentally-friendly that is, so I wanna go back to using aluminium bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Swatch, Sigg's bottle designs are at least rather nice. But if you know me, I always go for plain-jane ones. Like the one above. Wow, black with gold logo. (How predictable.) Can go very well together with the Havaianas flip-flops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also go for unique designs. Especially personally &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com.au/designer/sigg/index.aspx?src=hph2" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;customized&lt;/a&gt; ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowyMbOoFOI/AAAAAAAACo8/l59IKpJkS-k/s400/siggcustom-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a normal 0.5l one, and maybe a &gt;1.0l one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;French press&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Spfj5ATYZuI/AAAAAAAACqc/I2cDRPQOxls/s400/bodum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A french press, to me, is superfluous. But I wanna start drinking great self-brewed coffee. Plus, the french press itself looks ornamental and classy. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Headphones &amp;amp; Speakers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not something I really NEED. Just that the current stock earphones that came with the iPod sucks noodles -- very painfully high-pitched, and the bass is practically non-existent. If I have the money, I'd get a decent Sennheiser or even a Bang &amp;amp; Olufsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #e6e6e6; background:#a0c4d2; font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mobile phone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;My current mobile is almost 4 years old! Can you believe it? If there's ever a record for 'Most Orbit-Obiang Phone owned by someone under the age of 21', I guess I can qualify right away. Everyone's using a state-of-the-art stylish touchscreen/qwerty smartphone nowadays, but I'm still using a numerical keypad phone that can't even play mp3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though, I don't really need a smartphone with all its savvy features. I mean, I can already access wifi with my iPod. And I'm too cheap to pay for 3G and its data plans anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want a good-looking phone! Which is bloody hard to come by nowadays. That day while I was working, an uncle customer came up to me with his &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Motorola Razr V8 (not the D&amp;amp;G one) to help him configure something. Wah, that phone was the CHIONESS man.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WON a free phone from Nokia! YAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I want not that ridiculous and unattainable right? (Of course, with the exception of the camera and iMac lah.) I can still add more items on this list though, since I'm moving to the hostel and I'm sure there are more necessities that I will need to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till then, I guess THAT'S ALL. GOOD BYE EVERYONE, and hopefully, HELLO WISH LIST ITEMS! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4852910360540368134?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4852910360540368134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4852910360540368134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/09/wish-list.html' title='WISH LIST'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SowxTnB8SjI/AAAAAAAACoU/TLK5rVeGpE4/s72-c/imac-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5163790170625014538</id><published>2009-08-31T02:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:13:39.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>You brought me home to this happy house / You're the reason for the width of my smile</title><content type='html'>Moving to the hostels this Thursday! I feel kindda sad that I'm leaving the comforts of my own house :( I'll miss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;hogging the plasma TV,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blasting music out loud like no one's business,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;digging my nose and farting out loud like no one's business,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;comfort of own toilet,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lounging around in super-duper shabby clothes,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;privacy,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;home food,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mummy, cos she washes my clothes and makes me morning coffee/milo. Also, she buys me...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;awesome supper. *heart melts*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived totally by myself for 2 years when I was JC, and now I wonder how I managed to survive without all these comforts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also worrying how my room mate will be like. What if he's someone I won't like? I'm totally fussy please. Plus, imagine the living expenses of having to eat out frequently! Oh the horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I won't miss though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;travelling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I think that's it, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go to Ikea to furnish the room soon. Money, please drop down from the sky now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5163790170625014538?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5163790170625014538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5163790170625014538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-brought-me-home-to-this-happy-house.html' title='You brought me home to this happy house / You&apos;re the reason for the width of my smile'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4712413892224622381</id><published>2009-08-27T02:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:35:37.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Circadian rhythm</title><content type='html'>I was going to start on my "Total Badass WISH LIST" blog post, but it's about 230am now, and I feel like I ought to go sleep now even though I just woke up at 8pm, so that I can revert my biological clock back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read/heard from somewhere, that 9pm - 3am is the time when the liver starts our body detoxification process when we sleep. Hence, if you do not sleep during that period, your liver can't detox properly and thus toxins will start accumulating in the body, which might lead to the &lt;b&gt;MOST HORRIBLE DEATH EVER&lt;/b&gt;! Okay, exaggerating too much. Maybe pimples? I now have 2 gargantuan pimples just beneath my left nostril, and it bloody hurts when I have to clear my nose in the morning. Curses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you guys have heard of the above 'fact', or its similar variations, before. But don't you guys find it rather dubious? Like, what if I say I'm living in the US timezone, since I'm following their sleeping patterns, ie waking up at night and sleeping in the day local time? I don't think my liver will still insist on adhering strictly to the 9pm - 3am window period for detox right? Even wikipedia says that we can reset our rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I call bullshits on having to sleep early to be healthy. It is &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt; to sleep in the day and wake up at night, but only if you make it a regular pattern. Just say you're following the US timezone la! Why must people undermine our body's capability to adapt to an unorthodox sleeping schedule?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, don't totally trust me though. I am no qualified doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a short unrelated note, I was watching &lt;i&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/i&gt; (I just typed 'How I Met My Mother', hahaha! Luckily I googled and realised my silly mistake), and I find it utterly &lt;u&gt;not funny&lt;/u&gt;! The unfunniness is along the same vein as &lt;i&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt;, though I have to say &lt;i&gt;Two and a Half Men&lt;/i&gt; takes the cake for the lamest "comedy" ever. I don't know why Americans think these 3 shows are hilarious. Absolutely baffling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think generally, comedies which have to rely on laugh tracks to indicate to the audience of a funny moment, are major epic failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, zzzZZZ time. Might blog wish list when I wake up :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4712413892224622381?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4712413892224622381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4712413892224622381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/circadian-rhythm.html' title='Circadian rhythm'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6111383002873397085</id><published>2009-08-21T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T04:40:06.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HP Space</title><content type='html'>So here's the 411: STAR TV's gonna recruit a blogger to be involved in their new reality TV series, &lt;i&gt;HP Space&lt;/i&gt;. (HP, as in, the computer. Not Harry Potter. At first I was like, woah? Harry in space? But I digress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;About HP SPACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HP SPACE is cool reality television series, online community platform and empowerment program that encourages youths to achieve their dreams.The television series will bring twelve contestants from India, China, South East Asia, Taiwan and Korea to Singapore. Over the eight, one hour episodes the contestants will need to brainstorm and work as teams to generate creative solutions. They will be supported by a "Mentor", who will guide them in the execution of their ideas. The final presentation would be made to a panel of judges who will reward the winning team, reshuffle the team members and on certain episodes eliminate the lowest scoring contestants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicking off HP SPACE, will be online recruitment of the potential contestants who will be selected from the fields of multi-media design, film production, product design, music, fashion or publishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Perks &amp; Benefits:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You will be remunerated a total salary of SGD $5,500 for 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You will have firsthand scoops to behind-the-scenes information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You will be featured on the show’s official site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Expectations &amp; Responsibilities:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Must be able to commit for a total of 4 months (from late August to end December)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You are expected to cover a total of 80 blog posts during activity period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You are required to be based in Singapore during activity period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You will have to work closely with the show producers and editors to extract the relevant and engaging information from the daily shooting of the series and prepare the news, gossip and stories for blogging release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You have to possess a keen eye for entertainment and gossip news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You will need to assist in advising the television producers and online content producer on the most suitable video content to release online in order to maximize audience engagement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You need to be fluent in both English and Chinese (Ideally both Simplified / Traditional, else just Simplified)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I won't deny. THEY TOTALLY HAD ME AT &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PERKS &amp;amp; BENEFITS #1&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sold! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But erm, shamelessness and desperation aside (hey, at least I'm fine enough to admit I'm cheap), I sincerely want to be a part of this production!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, even though the above description of the show is quite vague -- like, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) what kinds of problems are the contestants required to "&lt;i&gt;generate creative solutions&lt;/i&gt;" to? I'm hoping, since some contestants will be selected from the field of music, they'll be asked to think of solutions to creatively stop that irritating tween from sharing his questionable taste in music through his handphone's loudspeakers in the MRT. But I'm sure STAR TV can think of more meaningful problems to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) why is the word &lt;i&gt;mentor&lt;/i&gt; in inverted commas? It's as if the person filling out the role as the mentor is just some phoney guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii) who are the panel of judges? Will there be a controversial British judge like all reality TV shows do? I'm assuming not. Thus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv) can I take over the role as the faux-British blogger judge, dispensing witty outrageous one-liners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I'm quite intrigued about the show's concept nonetheless. I wish I was encouraged to achieve my dreams... by a reality TV show! I used to dream about pursuing Communications for my further studies actually, but I wasn't confident enough in trying. (Not that I don't like what I'm studying now btw.) So I hope this time, I can be given a chance to dabble and experience what it's like being in a production of a meaningful TV production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for meeting expectations as an official blogger, well, I'm a reality TV connoisseur (albeit self-proclaimed, hah), so I know what makes entertaining reality TV! I can probably provide some suggestions on how to make one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Keen eye on entertainment and gossip news&lt;/i&gt;"? I don't know what gossip has got to do with empowering youths, but if I have to draw funny-looking shapes on other people's photos with Microsoft Paint and then post them, I'm mightily happy to do so, and I'll do a good job out of it! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjBFruxlt5w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjBFruxlt5w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, this video is irrelevant, but I thought I might as well just post it here since it's also HP-related. Cute video I chanced upon on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've exceeded the word limit already... So in all, I'M INTERESTED! Call me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6111383002873397085?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6111383002873397085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6111383002873397085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/hp-space.html' title='HP Space'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4816992373034229099</id><published>2009-08-19T01:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T03:11:08.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Butter for my piece of bun</title><content type='html'>NI HAO, EVERYONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel obligated to update this dying space -- since the millions of my diehard fervent readers are tired of rigorously pressing F5 and seeing nothing new on this page -- so here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, nothing much to blog about, so I shall just briefly share my work experience so far. I'm currently working as a temp promoter during these couple of weekends for this big company! (HINT: I like to SING to my TELeportation machine.) The pay isn't anything to brag about. In fact, I took it up cos I heard it was a cool $14 an hour, but it actually turned out to be much much lower. Duped! KUAKUA :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M STILL FREAKING BROKE!&lt;/b&gt; Guess what? POSB decided to deduct $2 from my bank account monthly just because I have less than $500 in it. And it was only till recently that I realise their heinous, odious and utterly despicable crime against the poor and less privileged! I mean like, what the fuckity fuck? $2 leh! I could have used the $2 to buy 4D, $1 big $1 small, and win a maximum of $5000 you know?! Never mind the fact that the odds of winning are super slim, cos it still beats having $2 disappearing for nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm turning 21, doesn't magically make me rich all of sudden. So how can like that start robbing what meagre finance I have left, just because I have no $500? See, you take money from me cos I'm poor -&gt; I become poorer -&gt; You take more money from me. Vicious cycle! Where is the logic in this?! The rich gets richer. The poor gets poorer! RAHHH, I suddenly have lots to say for this GP Essay topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, erm sorry for the random outburst. Okay, back to sharing my working experience. Yeah, so basically, I'm supposed to promote and try to sell this new football-related product ONLY. And there I am, handing out flyers and introducing the product to walk-in customers. And probably 60% of the time, they'd swarm me with questions about the new iPhone 3GS instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, what's up with that man? Why are there so many people going crazy over this phone? &lt;u&gt;True story&lt;/u&gt;: there was this lady who literally went into this trance-like state at the sight of the iPhone demo set (mind you, the iPhone was all greasy-looking from collecting fingerprints all day, and also a likely a hot bed of happy bacteria), and went squealing loudly "&lt;i&gt;OMGG iPHONEE!&lt;/i&gt;", then promptly fell to her knees and began worshiping the iPhone booth. Hahaha, okay maybe the worshiping part isn't part of the true story, but the rest... Hardcore much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I think Singaporeans generally make pretty friendly and courteous customers. I didn't really get any unreasonably demanding or mean customers, except one who was a total bitch, but it was alright cos I was a total bitch to her in turn, so it was all fun. Yeah, so I don't really get why Singaporeans are known as tough customers to handle. I mean, the people I came across were all really polite and said thank you, even though I didn't really help some of them much. Maybe I look handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow! I have to say, the BEST customers are MALAYS. Like, seriously. ALL of them are super nice, always showing genuine interest and listening intently at whatever I'm pitching, and then declining really apologetically when they're not interested. Even the hardcore neighbourhood minah was really nice and stuff. Before she left the store, she took the trouble to search for me in the crowded store, just so she could thank me personally for helping her. Hmmm, I must be really handsome la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think I have anything much to blog further cos I'm suddenly very pissed at my financial state. And yet there's still so many things I wanna buy! Also, the fees are now flying in (ala 1st Harry Potter movie) even though school hasn't even started yet. It's all making me very mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is my final weekend as a promoter! Maybe I'll blog if something interesting happens, which is usually the case. And meanwhile, I seriously wanna be shameless and come up with a WISH LIST, so people can buy the things I want for me, then I wouldn't be so broke. But that is never the case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4816992373034229099?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4816992373034229099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4816992373034229099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/08/butter-for-my-piece-of-bun.html' title='Butter for my piece of bun'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2212380411303030847</id><published>2009-07-28T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:50:17.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>@AARTHURRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sm8Z7YYiXsI/AAAAAAAACnU/HPklP-LwG7E/s800/7282009-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooh! The Blog Queen herself replied my tweet to her! Hahaha, cheap thrill cheap thrill! Highlight of my tweeting experience thus far leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to entertaining and thrilling the thousands of imaginary followers who are following me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2212380411303030847?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2212380411303030847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2212380411303030847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/aarthurrr.html' title='@AARTHURRR'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sm8Z7YYiXsI/AAAAAAAACnU/HPklP-LwG7E/s72-c/7282009-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5667493131571613309</id><published>2009-07-27T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:55:58.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>LALALABISHBABOOM!</title><content type='html'>I think I'm totally losing my blogging bug! No wonder everyone finds tweeting so much more fun, cos all you have to do is to come up with a couple of witty lines, and you're all set to post. Blogging, in comparison, seems so much more tedious and cumbersome. Tsk!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I thought I might as well just blog whatever I can now, while waiting for my files to be transferred from my desktop to the laopok laptop. See, recently I sent my virused laptop for service, and the service man wiped out everything in the laptop and then installed rubbish software! GRR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I have to delete all the stupid stuff he decided to put in my laptop, and reinstall some of my old trusted softwares, and then transfer my files and songs from my desktop. OMG, the whole process is such a bitch! Cos all I have is a pathetic 4GB thumbdrive, and gosh, everything takes ages to complete. (Still wondering how I'm going to transfer my whole iTunes library!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much happening in my life recently. Mostly meeting up friends, nothing thrilling enough to blog about. Oh and I watched Half-Blood Prince, which I might do a review about here when I feel not so lazy. But in summary, that movie really did no justice to the book I consider the best of the series. Wah, damn mad I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna move to the hostels soon too, though I haven't decide when exactly I want to move in. Feeling a mixture of anticipation and dread about that. Anticipating not having to travel so much to school. Dreading the amount I'm gonna spend on my living expenses. Gah :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also looking forward to my 21st birthday! No plans about how I am going to celebrate, or if I'm even going to, in the first place. My birthday happens to fall on a public holiday (Hari Raya or something), so I guess it'll be a pity if I don't organise anything, since everyone will be free to attend. But I'm not like rich to just decide to throw a party in a hotel. Maybe just a simple meal with close friends will do just fine. I'm not particular about the celebration anyway. It's the PRESENTS I'm looking forward to HAHAHA. Sad, but true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, I think I might come up with a wish list. To do so would be shameless and rather despicable, but hey, it's a 21st birthday. You're only entitled to be thick-skinned that once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, blogger's block. Nothing more to post here. BYEBYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5667493131571613309?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5667493131571613309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5667493131571613309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/lalalabishbaboom.html' title='LALALABISHBABOOM!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4244471824914288230</id><published>2009-07-04T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T07:35:12.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>"I tawt I taw a puddy tat!"</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;L'Officiel&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Homme&lt;/i&gt;)! &lt;b&gt;I am on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; (But I'm not twittering. Yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've always thought I'd never jump on the &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; bandwagon, since it's the epitome of ultra-narcissism -- Constantly shoving bite-sized inconsequential mundane information about what you're doing 24/7 in 140 characters down everyone's throats is not my kind of thing. In fact, I kindda despise people who tweet (GOSH, what a stupid term!), as they try to desperately garner whatever few seconds of virtual attention they can get. Pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately, I'm beginning to think that maybe &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; can be quite fun. I mean, it's social networking! Networking is good, right? Being social is definitely better! Surely there's something good we can get out of it. Plus, if there's a place for all our necessary acts of narcissism and ego-feeding, there's no better place, and audience, than the good ol' internetz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I guess now, I've finally caught the ultra-narcissism fever too. (Emphasis on &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;, because &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; isn't the latest fad in town anymore, and all the hype has already died down.) But maybe it has all along been an innate characteristic of mine. More likely the latter, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently though, besides receiving tweet updates from the people I'm following, I am not broadcasting tweets of my own yet. Which means I haven't got into the core action of Twittering. Which means I can't really say if it's an enduring activity or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you haven't guessed from all the not-so-subtle links to my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; page that I've scattered all over this post, the main point I want to make on this blog post is... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;FOLLOW ME&lt;/a&gt; ALREADY WON'T YOU?! (You'll have to sign up for a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; account to do that. And you better do it, cos I say so.) I have no followers, and it can't get any more loser-ish than that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I just realised it's pointless to follow me since I'm not twittering. But then again, it's also pointless for me to tweet to non-existent followers! Hmmm, what a conundrum. Okay, why not all of you follow me first, and wait fervently by your savvy smartphones / computer screens pressing F5, till the hour I decide to tweet? Yes, yes... You all do that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AARTHURRR" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Happy 4th of July!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4244471824914288230?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4244471824914288230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4244471824914288230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-tawt-i-taw-puddy-tat.html' title='&quot;I tawt I taw a puddy tat!&quot;'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-5291148022609959922</id><published>2009-06-29T04:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:08:57.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>Play That Funky Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NUFFNANG CONTEST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SkfP8C4mnHI/AAAAAAAACkg/pHb57OffLRQ/s1600-h/nokia+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SkfP8T8BVcI/AAAAAAAACko/bsRwDZLUdG0/s800/nokia+2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit, I don't really know all the songs featured up there. That's why, I'm hoping to get my hands on one of those fancy &lt;b&gt;Nokia Comes With Music Headsets&lt;/b&gt;! Just imagine one whole year of free unlimited music downloads from the &lt;a href="http://music.nokia.com.sg/"&gt;Nokia Music Store&lt;/a&gt;! Awesome for a music junkie like me! (My eardrums just orgasmed.) Also, it's about time I ditch my seriously &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SQIaSgaGJ2I/AAAAAAAAB8U/24hs2MPDfoc/s800/IMG_5642a.jpg"&gt;outdated phone&lt;/a&gt; that hails from the Cretaceous era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, the final image above looks not bad huh? It wasn't even done in Photoshop! In fact, I think the '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Shake up with NOKIA Comes With Music&lt;/span&gt;' phrase in the image looks quite professionaly done. Hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Shake up with NOKIA Comes With Music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5291148022609959922?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5291148022609959922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5291148022609959922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/play-that-funky-music_29.html' title='Play That Funky Music'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SkfP8T8BVcI/AAAAAAAACko/bsRwDZLUdG0/s72-c/nokia+2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-1687132358888493961</id><published>2009-06-26T03:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:30:27.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Heart of Greed</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SkPVZFwgeQI/AAAAAAAACiw/mHwWtAYGCbo/s800/HeartofGreed-1.jpg" style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 3px solid; MARGIN: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 3px solid" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing so much praise about this show from several sources, I thought I had to check it out and hence I bought the series' DVD. Besides, there's not much TV shows from the US for me to catch at the moment anyway. And also, I'm unemployed, which means I'm very free and unproductive. I need to find something to occupy my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ya, I know I very slow. This show is so 2007. But I don't have cable TV, and neither do I follow HK drama serials!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what I heard from people, is that this show's mainly about an internal family feud (fighting for the family's inheritance), and thus, there's plenty of scheming and plotting against one another. WAH, I'm totally interested in that! All the evil-plotting reminds me of Dae Jang-geum, which I also love! (When the good vs evil plot arc was over in DJ-g, I lost a considerable amount of interest in the show after that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, I sound like I'm from the middle-aged housewife demographic -- Watching and liking shows like Dae Jang-geum and Hong Kong drama serials o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, back to topic. I'm currently at episode 18 or something (after 3 days!), and the plot hasn't really thicken yet. But I'm already quite irritated at the several sub-plots and extra characters that do not really tie well to the main plot! HELLO? I WAS PROMISED THAT THERE WILL BE PLENTY OF SCHEMING. SO I ONLY WANT TO SEE SCHEMING SCHEMING SCHEMING! DON'T TRY AND DISTRACT ME WITH LOVEY-DOVEY ROMANCE PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, so far, I'm also quite satisfied at the very-drama family bickering scenes! It's super shiok watching veteran HK actors act! Whenever there are such scenes, I get an intense feeling of satisfaction, cos I feel that my money spent on the DVD is well-worth. Hahaha! Bring on the drama man! More quarelling!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, I browsed through its article on wikipedia, and seems that its sequel is much more critically acclaimed and popular! WOOH! So gonna get it once I'm done with the remaining 20+ episodes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love scheming and evil plotting! MUAHAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, the family in the show owns an abalone-dealing business. In its indirect sequel, they sell mooncakes. WAHLAU, I also love shows that are food-related!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-1687132358888493961?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1687132358888493961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1687132358888493961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/heart-of-greed.html' title='Heart of Greed'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SkPVZFwgeQI/AAAAAAAACiw/mHwWtAYGCbo/s72-c/HeartofGreed-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2827430515117642765</id><published>2009-06-22T04:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:05:56.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Fashionigga?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Fashionista&lt;/i&gt; is a portmanteau of 'fashion' + 'sista'. So what's the male equivalent? Is it &lt;i&gt;Fashionigga&lt;/i&gt; (since 'sista' and 'nigga' are both ghetto language)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just looked it up on wikipedia, and apparently, the term &lt;i&gt;fashionista&lt;/i&gt; refers to fashion victims, and it's originally meant as an insult. Love these quotes from the article, by the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The labels have in many cases migrated from the inside of a garment to the outside... A fashion victim, able to recognize this phenomenon but unable to determine its boundary, may become a ‘walking billboard’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Fashion victims, by their characteristic inability to recognize boundaries, may aspire to the extreme end of what is available, seeking expensive products (or copies of these products), believing that the outward display of such items will draw admiration in proportion to their actual or apparent cost. Because of this, "the term 'fashion victim' became the ultimate insult to the aspirational&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SPOT ON CAN?! It totally suits the description of those brand-whores (not a complimentary term please) who blindly pursue big designer brands like LV, Gucci, Chanel, [insert ah-lian brand] etc. Sigh, these people have unknowingly brought those atas brands down to ah-lian level. Blasphemous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever wrote this wikipedia article definitely deserves +5 internet points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I heavily digress from what I really want to blog about today. A friend of mine is opening a blogshop for guys, and I feel kindda envious! Isn't it great to run your own business and be doing something you're passionate about at the same time, ie. Fashion + Making Money? I have to confess, I'm sometimes tempted to open my own blogshop as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't want to operate in Perfect Competition -- many buyers/sellers, low entry barriers, homogenous goods. No economic profit like that! Hahaha. But seriously, all the blogshops I've seen are all too similar, since they all probably source their stuff from the same few suppliers. It's too difficult to stand out from the rest of the competition! I'm not surprised that most blogshops fail, even at the get go. And I don't want mine to be associated with the rest of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought of designing my own brand t-shirts and apparels -- as opposed to sourcing decent-looking, but cheap and inferior clothes from someone else -- since I recognise my own super-creativity and flair for design. (I'm buay hao bai like that, haha!) K la, I was actually inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.johnnycupcakes.com/the_story/" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;. (Man, I'm very reluctant to share this gem and the idea! You all better not steal it!) Creative, original, and limited... I should be able to differentiate myself from everyone else right? And then, when my blog business amasses enough crazy hardcore diehard followers, I can set up my own shop at like, Haji Lane or Ann Siang Road or something. Total indie! It will be big man, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, they are all dreams at the moment :( I seriously believe that I have the business acumen and originality to make it all come through though. HAHA, I think I'm not bragging! So, any interested investors? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2827430515117642765?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2827430515117642765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2827430515117642765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/fashionigga.html' title='Fashionigga?'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-7172685892186301532</id><published>2009-06-18T18:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:15:35.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Things that went into my stomach during the past 52 hours:</title><content type='html'>(And also probably came out too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday's Brunch/Tea (3pm)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little India Banana Leaf's Masala Mutton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little India Banana Leaf's Masala Sotong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little India Banana Leaf's Chicken Kebab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garlic Naan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coconut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday's Pre-dinner Snack (6pm)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ah Chew Dessert Mango Pomelo Sago&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday's Dinner (830pm)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesian Mee Goreng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday's Supper (12am)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butterscotch Ice Cream with Granola&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday's Brunch (1pm)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bakerzin Mushroom Linguine in Cream Sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bakerzin Aglio Olio with Prawns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bakerzin Bailey's Irish Cream Souffle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday's Tea Snack (6pm)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tao Kae Noi Tempura Seaweed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday's Dinner (8pm)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Botak Jones Fish and Chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday's Supper (1030pm)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Al'Azhar Maggi Mee Goreng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Al'Azhar Satay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Al'Azhar Roti Tissue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Durians&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's Brunch (3pm)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old Town Ipoh Chicken Hor Fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old Town White Cofee (Gao)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today's Tea Snack (430pm)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Famous Mee Rebus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Durians&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I feel like I've been doing nothing but stuffing myself with food for the past 3 days, and spending a bomb on it at the same time! What's worse is, none of it has been reflected on my weighing scale -- Gained a miserable 0.5kg, which I'm sure will vanish once I shit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatevers. Going to go out for dinner soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-7172685892186301532?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7172685892186301532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/7172685892186301532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-that-went-into-my-stomach-during.html' title='Things that went into my stomach during the past 52 hours:'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6032727490477419566</id><published>2009-06-12T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:28:48.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>So recently, I decided to use my hand-me-down primitive Acer laptop -- which I inherited from my sister after she got her spanking new high tech Macbook Pro, which isn't really all high tech now (gosh, technology advances so quickly these days!) -- so that the stuff inside won't get rusty from being inactive. I plugged it to the internet, and what do you know. IT IMMEDIATELY GOT FUCKING VIRUS-ED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not the lame kind of acai berry virus you get on lousy MSN, by the way. It's called Conficker virus or something, and because of that Confucker virus, I can't access any website on my browsers. I've Googled and tried all sorts of magic and spells, but nothing I do seems to be able to get rid of it completely. That thing just won't die! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, my laptop is now rendered totally useless, and I definitely need a new one if I'm going to move to the hostel. But I'm freaking broke! (Okay, you can see where this rant is going already.) Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, if God of Fortune/anyone rich and feeling generous/Steve Jobs is reading this, all I ask is for an 24" iMac for my &lt;i&gt;early&lt;/i&gt; 21st Birthday present. Emphasis on &lt;i&gt;early&lt;/i&gt;, because I also expect something for my ACTUAL birthday. Why iMac? That's because iMacs are the &lt;u&gt;chioness&lt;/u&gt;, and I think I'm done with Windows for now. I need a change! Like, Obama! Except it's not black, cos it's a Mac and Macs are white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, God of Fortune/anyone rich and feeling generous/Steve Jobs, if you're really reading this, I have an extensive list of other things I need. So call me! Or, email me! Or, appear in my dreams if you're God of Fortune. I'll send my list over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, until I shit money and pigs fly, I think I'll have to make do with my slightly-outdated desktop for now. &lt;s&gt;It may be painfully slow at times, but at least it's not horribly irritating.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;(I better not jinx it.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I know some of you are annoyed at how I'm perpetually lusting after material stuffs and always complaining about being broke. I know, I'm annoyed too. But please don't send Perspective Man after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SjJQ3GC8J-I/AAAAAAAAChA/AcLzwXsqbcs/s1600-h/perspective+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SjJQ3Y9Fu2I/AAAAAAAAChI/w1rCNiMVitk/s800/perspective+man-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click, so you don't have to strain your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-6032727490477419566?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6032727490477419566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/6032727490477419566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SjJQ3Y9Fu2I/AAAAAAAAChI/w1rCNiMVitk/s72-c/perspective+man-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4678670496030440642</id><published>2009-06-11T16:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:26:57.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>I don't hate you, or want you, or celebrate you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="401"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_BSfkTFQ4M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_BSfkTFQ4M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="401"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ladytron - Tomorrow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got their album for quite some time already, but only saw this video recently. It's absolutely dreamy psychedelic coolness! Totally suits and does justice to the awesome song. WATCH IT! Especially 0:29! Rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, people have been recommending songs and TV shows to me recently, which is nice, because other than &lt;i&gt;Top Chef Masters&lt;/i&gt;, I don't think there are any other shows worthy to occupy my time with currently. I think one of the recommended shows I'm planning to watch is this Hong Kong drama serial called &lt;i&gt;Heart of Greed&lt;/i&gt;. (Can improve my cantonese at the same time!) And maybe &lt;i&gt;Chuck&lt;/i&gt; too, if I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, that's all I'm revealing about my private life for today! I would love to blog more, but I don't have anything to blog about. Except pictures. But I'm lazy. You all can entertain yourselves by watching the video over and over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4678670496030440642?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4678670496030440642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4678670496030440642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-hate-you-or-want-you-or.html' title='I don&apos;t hate you, or want you, or celebrate you.'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3488614314705612414</id><published>2009-06-09T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:39:47.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>I think our hands just made a baby</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;i&gt;17 Again&lt;/i&gt; today, and was pleasantly surprised that it turned out to be one hilarious comedy. No credit to Zac Efron though, cos Thomas Lennon totally stole the whole freaking show. His subplot was like, 8904327 times more interesting than the sappy main plot. I've always wondered how come he always gets roles that no one ever notices, even though he's so funny in &lt;i&gt;Reno 911!&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously underrated guy. I'm glad he finally got a bigger role this time that showcases his comedic brilliance.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the ending was so abrupt! They didn't even bother to tie up the loose ends. I hope they won't roll out a sequel man. Maybe next time, it's &lt;i&gt;18 Again&lt;/i&gt;! Or &lt;i&gt;17 Again and Again&lt;/i&gt;! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOA, damn tired now. I'll blog more next time, if Liyana sends me the pictures from her cam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3488614314705612414?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3488614314705612414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3488614314705612414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-our-hands-just-made-baby.html' title='I think our hands just made a baby'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4775537552274373314</id><published>2009-05-26T04:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:07:31.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Tock-tik-tik-tock</title><content type='html'>(That's the sound of the woodblock from the Myojo Instant Noodles advertisement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try the new Singapore Laksa flavour instant noodles from Myojo! Actually, I wanted to buy it on last Sunday (it's like $2 from NTUC, offer price), but decided I was too broke, even for instant noodles. Myojo is the trusted brand I go to for instant noodles. Their Meepok Goreng is seriously the bomb man. Damn addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the people from Myojo read this and send me a lifetime supply of their noodles.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way, did you know that there's a 'correct' way to cook instant noodles? Supposedly, one of the steps to cooking instant noodles 'correctly', is to drop the browner side of the noodles face-down in the boiling water. (Yes, if you noticed, instant noodles have one side which is darker. Before you cook it, of course.) That's because the browner side takes a longer time to cook as it's coated with more oil. It's coated with more oil because that's where oil dripped down during the draining process after being deep-fried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly, I don't think it makes much of a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4775537552274373314?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4775537552274373314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4775537552274373314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/tock-tik-tik-tock.html' title='Tock-tik-tik-tock'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4856169153806766820</id><published>2009-05-19T05:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T05:52:57.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Bump!</title><content type='html'>Okay, this post has totally no purpose, but to tell those out there who are still faithfully reading this space (if any) that I'm still alive. You guys can celebrate my glorious return to the blogosphere by slaughtering kids as sacrifice to the blog-gods. Alternatively, and preferably, you guys can also opt to donate your money to the needy, i.e. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kua zhang&lt;/span&gt;. I was only missing for less than one month. But then again, one month is like one year in the virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exams have finally ended, and predictions as to how well I will fare for it are totally ominious :( But whatever, I'm going to put that thought away for now, since it's over and there's nothing I can do about it. Except maybe sell my soul to the devil, but I'm planning to use that for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post-exam time spent has been rather okay so far -- mostly shopping, during which I not-so-shockingly discovered that I actually have no funds to buy the infinity things that I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; (note: not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;), let alone finance a vacation trip anywhere. And so, I'm now on a mission to find a high-paying, no-commitment, exciting, fulfilling job. Oh wait, that is the plot of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mission:Impossible 4.&lt;/span&gt; Le sigh, when will I finally get the Canon G10 and all the other stuff that I need? Insert giant sad face.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and there might be a possibilty that I might move to the hostel, though plans are not concrete yet. Definitely looking forward to it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's enough updates for now. Meanwhile, please spam me with all your job lobangs, people! And don't forget to ask me out, especially when I'm all jobless and free now. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Popopopokerface popopokerface mamamamaaaaa...&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/9337317-4856169153806766820?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4856169153806766820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4856169153806766820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/05/bump.html' title='Bump!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2338918949563270963</id><published>2009-04-13T03:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:14:59.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Confessions of an Occasional Shopaholic / Parking Pontianak</title><content type='html'>Fuck, I need an intense retail therapy session right now. Must be due to the stress I've been experiencing lately! Or maybe, it's simply because I really need some replenishing done to replace my old and worn out stuffs. Hmm, I think it's the lethal combination of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I need new clothes, like, since forever already! My wardrobe is so pathetic -- The clothes I own is so limited, I think by now, I've worn all the different sets of permutations and combinations of outfits I can possibly pair together already. It's depressing to wear the same things out everyday, you know :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new shorts! I like to wear them cos they're so much comfortable and suitable for our climate, as opposed to long jeans. Plus, I need a better tan on my legs too. However, my female uni friends say I look kiddish when I wear shorts. Urgh, whatever. I'm still going to wear them anyhow, since I'd rather look like a boy than someone whom you won't take a second glance at cos he's so plain-looking. And it's not like I have long unsightly leg hairs! I have naturally sparse hair, which means my legs are meant for shorts lor! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new shoes! My Adidas has already started splitting at the seams, and it's in the most unappealing shade of pale-yellow because I didn't wash it. And not to mention, it's so dated-looking already. And I don't wanna wear my &lt;a href="http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2008/11/pomelo-pulp-greatness.html" target="_blank"&gt;other pair of shoe&lt;/a&gt; out so much, even though lots of people have complimented that they look really nice. See, if I wear it out too often, people will get used to the sight of me wearing them, then they won't appear novel anymore! Makes sense right? Also, the shoes gets dirty really easily, especially in rain, because it's made of cloth material. Total bitch, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need a new bag! My bag is already nothing more but a dead piece of cloth material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can go on and on and list the countless things I need, like a decent camera or a phone that is actually less than 3 years old. But the above are what I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; need right now. As in, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;, not want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just got myself a new t-shirt shipped to me from London which I received a few days ago. (Not gonna show you guys how it looks like, or else you won't find it refreshing that I'm actually wearing something you've never seen me in before.) And I bought another pair of cheapo shoes (only 10 bucks! SIAO!). But those 2 things don't really go well with any item in my current wardrobe. In addition, the shoes are actually quite ugly, come to think of it (there was a nicer looking pair, but a friend of mine has that already, and I don't wanna wear the same thing as others!), and it likely won't last for long cos it's so darn cheap.  So in the end, it seems that I really need to get much much more stuff till I am satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I don't know if my financial situation will allow that to happen. SADNESS x infinity to the maximum :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! And remember &lt;a href="http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-leg-at-time.html" target="_blank"&gt;this comic&lt;/a&gt; I posted? Guess what, Uniqlo is ALREADY in Singapore! ZOMGANATHAN! I thought they were going to open their first outlet in the new shopping mall in Orchard, which is still undergoing construction. Well, seems like I've mixed them up with H&amp;amp;M, cos Uniqlo is already in that new Tampines shopping mall which I totally didn't know it existed even though I've been to Tampines recently. And I read from some random person's blog that the Uniqlo there is like super crowded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that totally shitty or what?! First of all, Uniqlo is situated super far away from where I usually hang out. Secondly, why is it already so popular amongst Singaporeans huh?! Very soon, EVERYONE will be wearing the same thing around, which is super frustrating for me cos there goes another brand that I will be reluctant to wear. And Uniqlo, to me is great, cos it's supposed to be more suited for the Asian body types? Urgh, everyone, please stick to your Topman or Zara (pronounced &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;THA-RA&lt;/span&gt;) leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of Topman... Topman in Malaysia is like having 20% off all items on 18 April, and got free goody bag if you spend &gt;RM200! (Man, I'm such a cheapskate right?) I don't know if I should take advantage of this or not, cos I think the new stocks look fairly decent, but I've got no one around to dispense useful fashion advice! Everyone is too busy having exams to shop with me. Me included. Which means I probably should not shop. Le sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I just blogged so much all about shopping. So here's something completely unrelated. It's one of the funniest videos I came across lately. Pamela Oei does a mean imitation of a Malay accent! Hilariousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QTTlk601I6E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QTTlk601I6E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: By the way, I don't like the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nw0s4C0g5SM" target="_blank"&gt;Beautifully Imperfect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; video that everyone seems to praise about. Ultimate corny please! In my opinion, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy0HNWto0UY" target="_blank"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is so much more better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S: Nuffnang said they'd announce the winners of the Australia contest on 2nd April. It's now 13th, but no announcements from them yet leh. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I WANT TO WIN!&lt;/span&gt; Damn desperate to go holiday :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2338918949563270963?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2338918949563270963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2338918949563270963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/04/confessions-of-occasional-shopaholic_13.html' title='Confessions of an Occasional Shopaholic / Parking Pontianak'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-6823466369378479286</id><published>2009-04-09T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:18:55.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Hi. 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And that was basically all I knew about the country -- it's that humongous funky-shaped island. Growing up, I then gradually learned more about Australia through:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Their tourism ad campaigns on TV (can anyone remember the ones from the mid-90s? I can still remember the song used in the ad: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQsOXnZsOTg" target="_blank"&gt;Des'ree's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Countless of travel shows and documentaries. Crocodile Hunter, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooking shows, or more specifically, &lt;a href="http://www.lifestylefood.com.au/shows/surfing-the-menu/" target="_blank"&gt;Surfing the Menu&lt;/a&gt;. I think they should be awarded with best cinematography for a cooking program, if not already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Random snippets of information from O level Geography lessons. Like the 12 Apostles we get to learn from the Marianne Chong Geography textbook, under the chapter Coastal Processes. (Whoa, I have amazing memory.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Close friends who have flocked down South for their tertiary education. I'd hear exciting tales about their Aussie life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Unfortunately, I only got to know all these through TV and from the mouths of friends who have vacationed or studied there, never getting the chance to visit the country myself and learning about it in experience. I must confess, I'm sad that I'm missing out on so much! The coastal landscapes! The beaches! The food! The kangaroos! Tragic, that I can't get to see all of those in person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully,&lt;/span&gt; by entering this &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.sg/blog/2009/03/09/nuffnang-contest-win-a-pair-of-tickets-to-australia/" target="_blank"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt;, I'll be able to cross off Australia from the list of countries I HAVE to visit. According to the contest details, I have to choose a state and describe the experience I'd like to have there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately thought of Melbourne at first, since a number of my friends are studying there and it'd be awfully nice to visit them and, importantly, get FREE lodging and tour guides. But at the same time, I also yearn the experience of driving along scenic coastlines. Just imagine... cruising along the roads that hug the coastlines with the top down, as the warm sun kisses you and the salty sea winds gently caress your hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb159itULaI/AAAAAAAACWY/FQR12jIYBGg/s800/aus-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I thought, why not &lt;u&gt;drive along Grand Pacific Drive from Sydney to Melbourne&lt;/u&gt;, the 2 most popular destinations in Australia? See, not only will I be able to go to Sydney, I'll also get to drive and take in the diverse scenery en route to Melbourne! That's like, the best of 3 worlds, or technically, cities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ideal experience would involve traveling from one state to another, which means I'm essentially choosing TWO states instead of one. But oh, what the heck, I'm not going to compromise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb160BwvvSI/AAAAAAAACX4/qhPb46MMSvs/s800/aus+%2812%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sydney Opera House, made popular by Pixar cartoon, Finding Nemo. (Haha okay not really, since it's already so famous on its own, albeit I know not why, ergo I should go there and find out myself.) Which reminds me, I haven't finished watching Finding Nemo, so I better drop by P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way to check if Nemo is still there, you know, just in case his father didn't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off in Sydney, I'd definitely want to visit the iconic Sydney Opera House and the world famous Sydney Harbour. What's a trip to Sydney without paying a trip to those 2? I'd probably spend the rest of the time there just walking around the city while watching the locals get on their daily lives, do some shopping and of course, eating. Oh, and not forgetting, soaking in the sun for a day at Bondi Beach while looking out for Hugh Jackman/Nicole Kidman/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miranda Kerr&lt;/span&gt; (haha, actually I don't even know if they reside in Sydney).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb16MhQKnsI/AAAAAAAACW4/CCNpY_aNsuQ/s800/aus+%284%29-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then from Sydney, I'd make my way to the scenic city of Wollongong (sing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;won't you take me to funky town-with-a-funky-name!&lt;/span&gt;), stopping for the unspoilt beaches and do some thrilling para-gliding off the hills. Or if I'm adventurous enough, which I always am, SKYDIVE! That's one of the things I HAVE to do before I die. Recently, a friend of mine posted photos of her skydiving on Facebook. OMG, I swear I nearly died of intense bitter jealousy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb15-GEmmnI/AAAAAAAACWg/au3ndfFpgGs/s800/aus+%281%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's off to Jervis Bay for some dolphin and whale watching, and maybe say hi to Nemo if he happens to swim by, provided he's already rescued from P. Sherman. Then, visit more beaches and maybe take up a crash-course surfing lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb16o4Px08I/AAAAAAAACXY/D7sllkS-wy8/s800/aus+%288%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Something's missing in this picture: Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing making my way to Melbourne, I'd stop frequently for MORE solitary beaches. Oh the endless things I could do! Swimming, surfing, snorkeling, sea kayaking, fishing (fresh oysters! YUM!), or simply just lazing in the sun. Ultimate bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb15-IQPoBI/AAAAAAAACWo/wivzCH7v06c/s800/aus+%282%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lonely beaches are great settings for lame pictures with cheesy poses! Also a good opportunity to satisfy my innate desire to spin in circles with my travel partner while laughing in a silly manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb16NpSFaqI/AAAAAAAACXI/PUdDyZfWfZ0/s800/aus+%286%29-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Pacific Drive doesn't just simply offer coastal scenery and marine wildlife since there are plenty of woodlands and national parks along the way, where kangaroos and koalas roam. Great chance for me to trek in the forests and sleep in cabins/tents at the parks! --  something I can't really do in Singapore. Did I mention kangaroos? I love kangaroos. Did I mention koalas? I love them koalas too. Cuteness overload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb16pl7l_PI/AAAAAAAACXo/wz2IceBV-K0/s800/aus+%2810%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kangaroo: "If only Arthur was here..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb16qYn_JTI/AAAAAAAACXw/VcRc2EObq9g/s800/aus+%2811%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb15-Wm4-_I/AAAAAAAACWw/j1_DHTJronc/s800/aus+%283%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Getting lost is also part of the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Beaches, forests, dolphins, whales, kangaroos, koalas, oysters, and wait... what's that? THERE'S FINE WINE TOO?! Seriously, my head might just explode if I were to experience this in real. I'd drop by EVERY winery on the way and put the things I learned in wine appreciation class into serious good use, although I reckon I'd probably learn loads more from the winery visits. I'm quite into wines recently, and would love to acquire more wine knowledge in my quest to achieve wine enlightenment. And of course, the experience will make me much more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt; than everyone else when I return from Australia. Ha, everyone can suck on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I read that the wineries let you sample their wines for FREE. Ahem, time to exercise my Singapore Kiasu-ism (despite the fact that kiasu-ism is not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt; at all)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb16NgR8LmI/AAAAAAAACXQ/EcRKEFFagbI/s800/aus+%287%29-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb160bpOl5I/AAAAAAAACYA/JepSCmU4Qn0/s800/aus+%2813%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She's smiling to herself at the thought of us getting drunk on fine wine together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before ending the road trip to Melbourne, I wouldn't miss dropping by Phillip Island to take a look at these adorable penguins and try to smuggle one back home. I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;March of the Penguins&lt;/span&gt; and am quite fascinated by penguins. Granted, these fairy penguins aren't the emperor kind, but they are still cute nonetheless, no? Is Australia home to the world's cutest animals or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb16pZIZWcI/AAAAAAAACXg/O_GvvqJPzlQ/s800/aus+%289%29-1.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Quack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Digressing, why did they create a Batman-villain patterned after a penguin? Penguins look so harmless, and are definitely not sinister ravage creatures! So how did these cute creatures inspire comic artists to create a villain after them? If anything, a penguin-hero who combats global warming should appear in the comic world instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, after the long but eventful drive, it's Melbourne! To the open arms of my welcoming friends (I'm sure they'd want to see a familiar face)! The time would be spent catching up with oversea pals (so many) and experience a day in the life of a university student in Melbourne. Always wanted to know how studying there is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure all of them, especially Rebecca, already know the good food around Melbourne like the back of their hands. Maybe I can even check out Jamie Oliver's Fifteen Melbourne Restaurant (I watched Jamie's Kitchen: Australia). Then, I'd hit the pubs with friends and soak in the nightlife. Good friends, good food, good wine, good environment -- Melbourne should be plenty fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, wait a minute, what's this showing up on my google search?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb9K7YKi92I/AAAAAAAACY4/3R3nzD51TGo/s800/aus+%2816%29-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb9K7UFpFMI/AAAAAAAACZA/9Buc1SdUWC0/s800/aus+%2818%29-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb9K7gn9CII/AAAAAAAACZI/Qjo96gpjMGQ/s800/aus+%2819%29-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gold Coast theme parks! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAXIMUM EXCITINGNESS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, this contest isn't as easy as I thought. It's just not possible to come up with just one (or two) states to visit in Australia la! Grrr, just hand me the tickets already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: By the way, I have to refer 10 friends for this competition. So if you're one of the 10 I have referred... *flips and reveals an imaginary piece of photo* Congratulations, you are in the running to become ANTM (Arthur's Next Travel Mate)! :D Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-5770957333499399927?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5770957333499399927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/5770957333499399927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-we-gotta-go-walkabout.html' title='Sometimes, we gotta go walkabout.'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/ScO2heSxMXI/AAAAAAAACbQ/qQHsB2qcrL4/s72-c/aus+%2817%29-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8461301463938623911</id><published>2009-03-21T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:48:20.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Caramel Cheesecake</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/ScT3pkafKLI/AAAAAAAACbw/2W9RTLMH2Oc/s800/IMG_5874-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually get my cake fix from Secret Recipe, not because they're the best, but because there are much worse ones out there. So a couple of days ago, I got 3 slices of cake from them, 2 of which I haven't tried before -- Banana Chocolate and Caramel Cheesecake. I finally decided to try their Banana Chocolate after hearing so much about it, but it turned out to be a disappointment. The bananas totally overpowered the taste of the chocolate cake, which is kind of puzzling because I expected it to be the other way round. However, I decided to let it slide, thinking maybe it's the time where bananas are at their sweetest this season, hence the screw up of the delicate balance of fruit and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caramel Cheesecake tasted alright, but the texture was way off. As you can see from the somewhat-artistic shot (which comes with a depth of field!) of my half-eaten cake, the first thing I noticed was the thickness of the base. Even though my favourite part of a cheesecake is the cookie-crust base, this one was just too thick! Also, the cake was really wet, and not in a good way. The reason's definitely not due to condensation from taking out of the refrigerator. (If anything, refrigerating cakes draws the moisture out of them instead.) The consistency of the cake felt like it was halfway between being still a batter and being cooked. I think the not-too-subtle taste of raw eggs confirms my point that this cake hasn't been in the oven long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, Secret Recipe, I'm losing my trust in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fun fact&lt;/u&gt;: I like calling Secret Recipe, Secret &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Receipt&lt;/span&gt;. Cos I used to get the 2 words confused when I was young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8461301463938623911?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8461301463938623911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8461301463938623911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/caramel-cheesecake.html' title='Caramel Cheesecake'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/ScT3pkafKLI/AAAAAAAACbw/2W9RTLMH2Oc/s72-c/IMG_5874-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-8466368137326774306</id><published>2009-03-20T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:40:12.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Facebook Facepalm</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/ScJ6p5mrCKI/AAAAAAAACaw/iZtxCoYj1nk/s1600/4a-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one thing to actually take part in lame online quizzes (but c'mon, seriously?), but it's another to proudly flood your nonsensical quiz results in my face(book news feed). Do I care if your Star Wars character is Jar Jar Binks? Do I care if your IQ falls into the retard spectrum? Do I care if your personality trait is annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, I don't give a flying fucking shit.&lt;/span&gt; So please, do humanity a favour, and stop this onslaught of irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hate these things appearing on my news feed, but that doesn't mean I find the whole new Facebook layout repugnant. Gosh, people need to stop overreacting to the changes in layout like it's an armageddon crisis. Seriously, if you can only thrive on familiarity, why don't you abandon your Firefox 3.0 and go back to Internet Explorer 5.5? That's familarness for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolution should be welcomed -- accept it, and move on already. Geez! I don't think joining "BRING BACK THE OLD FACEBOOK!!!11!" is going to solve anything.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-8466368137326774306?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8466368137326774306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/8466368137326774306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/facebook-facepalm.html' title='&lt;s&gt;Facebook&lt;/s&gt; Facepalm'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/ScJ6p5mrCKI/AAAAAAAACaw/iZtxCoYj1nk/s72-c/4a-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2463515759861157983</id><published>2009-03-16T05:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T05:16:36.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Sonata for a Good Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb1sdD1eIXI/AAAAAAAACV4/oOzkQW04Icc/s800/others3.JPG" style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You know what Lenin said about Beethoven's 'Appassionata'? "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I keep listening to it, I won't finish the revolution.&lt;/span&gt;" Can anyone who has heard this music, I mean truly heard it, really be a bad person?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Das Leben der Anderen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the second time, and I think I love it 2x more now. Compelling drama/thriller with superb acting, score, cinematography, and a bittersweet ending. Damn, I need to own this DVD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2463515759861157983?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2463515759861157983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2463515759861157983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/sonata-for-good-man.html' title='Sonata for a Good Man'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sb1sdD1eIXI/AAAAAAAACV4/oOzkQW04Icc/s72-c/others3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-1159123386971662755</id><published>2009-03-12T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:47:52.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Bad news, everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sbjx0ipXUkI/AAAAAAAACVA/UJJJGpD8mLc/s800/futurama-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched what could possibly be the series finale of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Futurama" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Futurama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and I'm now awfully sad, mixed with a tinge of pissed-offness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Futurama&lt;/span&gt;, in case you don't know, is undoubtedly the BEST animated series out there. It's so ahead of its time! But the thing is, no one appreciates genius works like this, well at least not the Fox network executives. Halfway through its prime season back then, they canceled the series. (You should have seen how they ended their last episode -- epic bittersweetness!) Then recently, they brought it back in the form of 4 DVD movies, but have no plans whatsoever, to continue its run after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a way, this brilliant show is canceled TWICE. WHHYYYYYYYYY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Okto's gonna air &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lives of Others&lt;/span&gt; this Sunday! Awesome movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-1159123386971662755?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1159123386971662755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/1159123386971662755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-news-everyone.html' title='Bad news, everyone!'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/Sbjx0ipXUkI/AAAAAAAACVA/UJJJGpD8mLc/s72-c/futurama-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-4918593829175115840</id><published>2009-03-11T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:24:42.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><title type='text'>Henchman #14</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SbAITT1Uw3I/AAAAAAAACS0/HH7DAhmQ9Lo/s800/henchman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-4918593829175115840?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4918593829175115840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/4918593829175115840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/henchman-14.html' title='Henchman #14'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SbAITT1Uw3I/AAAAAAAACS0/HH7DAhmQ9Lo/s72-c/henchman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-3317864798702404252</id><published>2009-03-08T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:18:31.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos/Videos'/><title type='text'>Wolverine: Blow Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 3px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SbAIS4v_nCI/AAAAAAAACSk/dXtaFfId9So/s800/wolverine-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, if I were the designer who creates toys like this, I would have placed the blowpiece at the exact same spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-3317864798702404252?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3317864798702404252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/3317864798702404252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/wolverine-blow-me.html' title='Wolverine: Blow Me'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SbAIS4v_nCI/AAAAAAAACSk/dXtaFfId9So/s72-c/wolverine-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9337317.post-2976959424993778755</id><published>2009-03-06T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:21:32.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Writing Constipation</title><content type='html'>I have a severe case of writing constipation! Sometimes, and especially in stressed times like this, I just have the insane need to blab on and on endlessly. But really, no one should be made to listen to my never-ending rantings in real life, no matter how good a listener they are, or how interesting I think I am. And so, when I turn to blogging instead, I somehow end up staring at the computer screen, watching the cursor blink rhythmically, while I struggle to turn my thoughts into a prose. I'm just not good at expressing myself in words :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'll try to update this space as frequent as I can. Just don't expect to find mind-blowing enlightening commentaries, you'll only be disappointed to find plain pictures that I've amassed from my internet surfing. They are still interesting, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm still surfing the internet, despite the fact that I'm supposed to be devoting my time wholly to studying and nothing more. I'm just too easily distracted at home, what with the computer, TV and all. That's why I find myself most productive in places like Starbucks. Do not be mistaken though, I'm no Starbucks-evangelist -- That place still reeks of pretentiousness to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, read this hilarious-but-true article about the &lt;a href="http://www.holytaco.com/2008/05/21/8-types-of-annoying-people-youll-find-inside-starbucks" target="_blank"&gt;annoying people you'll find at Starbucks&lt;/a&gt;. I admit, I'm a little of #3, and an occasional #2. Tsk tsk, low, Arthur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, time to log off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9337317-2976959424993778755?l=findarthurhere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2976959424993778755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9337317/posts/default/2976959424993778755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findarthurhere.blogspot.com/2009/03/writing-constipation.html' title='Writing Constipation'/><author><name>AЯTHUR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BAPiHPJSnnU/SAFxfPBL-OI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mDLGHilslnM/S220/ZylexBW-1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
