<?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-5449179</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:32:48.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatter Than Thou</title><subtitle type='html'>"We are the hand that writes then quickly moves away"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-110050914681006445</id><published>2004-11-15T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T16:59:06.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Flying F@#$!My new blog! its up...finally. Please visit :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/110050914681006445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/110050914681006445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110050914681006445' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-110050892594051417</id><published>2004-11-15T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T16:55:25.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Flying F@#$!My new blog! its up...finally. Please visit :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/110050892594051417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/110050892594051417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110050892594051417' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-109429028364700226</id><published>2004-09-04T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T17:31:23.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the event that this blog is really starting to turn into a cesspool, I have decided to close it down and will attempt to start a new one. Please visit this new blog when it is up an running.On a happy note, Mr Dio's in the papers today!  At least some people in Nj are going places.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/109429028364700226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/109429028364700226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109429028364700226' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-108709764119671134</id><published>2004-06-13T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T11:34:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna go for Steve Vai damn it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108709764119671134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108709764119671134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108709764119671134' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-108692247321732167</id><published>2004-06-11T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T10:58:30.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't stop...There is no more dreadful feeling than falling in on a cold dark morning with your field pack, SBO, helmet and rifle, standing there sleepy and hungry and only expecting the worst.There is no more comfortable feeling than lazing on your own bed, with your pillows and blanket, feeling the warmth and love of home.There is no more exhilirating and hopeful feeling ever, than booking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108692247321732167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108692247321732167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108692247321732167' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-108487748889957800</id><published>2004-05-18T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T18:51:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Argh!!! I feel like a total idiot cos i left 20 bucks worth of groceries in a public toilet... bah... ... ... ...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108487748889957800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108487748889957800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108487748889957800' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-108339944015570622</id><published>2004-05-01T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T16:24:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cross my heart and hope to die...Life is so different now I don't know myself sometimes. Lately I've been feeling like I'm in a dream, in a dream I won't wake from. This world seems so muddy and hopeless... like there's no light at the end of the tunnel.I'm really really confused now. Suddenly all those damn sad love songs mean so much. Suddenly I miss u, so much there's this pain that stabs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108339944015570622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108339944015570622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108339944015570622' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-108107438171514623</id><published>2004-04-04T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T18:30:19.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baa Baa Black Sheep Have You Any Wool...Okay, its confirmed that I'm headed for the West.The posting orders this time around have just shown that all that bullshit about meritocracy and manpower management really is bullshit. You don't have to run fast, pass your SOC, shoot well, or suck up to your superiors, because in the end, it doesn't matter...at all. It really is frustrating and somewhat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108107438171514623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108107438171514623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108107438171514623' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-108081210046189374</id><published>2004-04-01T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:37:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note: The link two entries down now contains many more of my army photos. But please still view with caution.After tinkering with the template for roughly ten minutes, I have somehow lost all patience with the damn thing; although I am sufficiently satisfied with the minimal changes that I have made.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108081210046189374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108081210046189374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108081210046189374' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-108048462204159849</id><published>2004-03-28T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T22:39:35.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Decisions on a vague futurity...Unlike most souls out there, I have not yet applied for Uni and am currently wrecking my hairless head, trying to figure out what I should do. Currently, I think I have settled for mass comm, law, and business... If all goes well, I'll get it done tomorrow...sigh. Honestly, I don't want to study no more.Hrm...well at least SPH has rejected me (the bastards...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108048462204159849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/108048462204159849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108048462204159849' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107918209113825204</id><published>2004-03-13T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T20:50:29.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to the Jungle...my field camp photos.(some are nice, some are blur, and some are just plain ugly. Enjoy.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107918209113825204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107918209113825204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107918209113825204' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107865394388432431</id><published>2004-03-07T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T18:07:56.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just heard the most blasphemous thing on the radio... Nelly and Justin Timberlake rapping to the riff of Back in Black! What's next dammit!?!?!?! (Oh, and prior to this I heard Wyclef Jean rapping to the tune of Queen's Another one Bites the Dust...But that was pretty cool cos they let Freddie's vocals mix with Wyclef's...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107865394388432431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107865394388432431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107865394388432431' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107797563270794412</id><published>2004-02-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T21:43:28.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is still some magic left in this world that's worth living for. Cheers to all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107797563270794412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107797563270794412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797563270794412' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107468678723494689</id><published>2004-01-21T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T20:31:06.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>People say that the fear of the unexpected is worse than when you know what to expect. Well, I don't think I agree. I am totally dreading sunday because i know exactly what I'm going to get next week. And it ain't pretty. I just really don't like certain things about the life there. Next week is just going to get worse...progressively worse. Just hope I can adjust quickly and hold on for the 10 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107468678723494689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107468678723494689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107468678723494689' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107382650269753269</id><published>2004-01-11T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T21:13:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Journeyman's days...So I've gotten everything packed (I hope...). I'm checking in on the 14th...which is next Wednesday...which means just 2 more days to live my normal life. I have shoved Kenn's old discman and 3 original cds (I can't bring in my burnt cds...), inclusive of a recently acquired a copy of Blizzard of Oz, into my bag...can't do without music aye? Just hope I don't miss my GN'R too</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107382650269753269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107382650269753269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107382650269753269' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107293818815141649</id><published>2004-01-01T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T14:24:14.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I realise I have a tendency to make those wrong-place-at-the-wrong-time decisions. You know, the kind that you kinda regret afterwards and then you think to yourself, I should have done that or shouldn't have. I wonder if it happens to other people because it happens alot to me. ah...bollocks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107293818815141649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107293818815141649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107293818815141649' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107244488717049788</id><published>2003-12-26T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T21:22:28.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Toto is coming! anybody going to watch?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107244488717049788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107244488717049788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107244488717049788' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107235605629813230</id><published>2003-12-25T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T20:42:56.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107235605629813230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107235605629813230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107235605629813230' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107158459089921168</id><published>2003-12-16T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T22:24:02.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Links...If you have some spare time.(courtesy of ky's e-mail. thx dude. takes some time to load.)If you have nothing else to do.If you are really bored.If you are really bored and high on dope.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107158459089921168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107158459089921168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107158459089921168' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107149128079359884</id><published>2003-12-15T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T22:02:25.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Radio edit...There are only 3 good things going on for mainstream music now: The Darkness, No Doubt, and (it pains me to say this...) Justin Timberlake.Quite frankly, The Darkness is probably the only good thing that has happened to rock for many many many long and frustrating years. Its just such a bullshit scene nowadays. I was in HMV the other day and I saw Linkin "Fuckin Poser" Park in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107149128079359884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107149128079359884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107149128079359884' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107148808147525708</id><published>2003-12-15T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T22:03:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bored...Yet another day boring day spent doing absolutely nothing. How nice. Well, i have only myself to blame for being to lazy to get off my butt to call people out. But honestly, there is close to nothing left that interests me. Sigh... Do you hear perhaps, in my lamentations, the incompressible yearnings for school, or for NS to arrive sooner? Naw... Not a chance...And hey, I shouldn't be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107148808147525708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107148808147525708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107148808147525708' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-107146936103475937</id><published>2003-12-15T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T14:23:40.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Slash and co. are back.Hopefully...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107146936103475937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/107146936103475937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107146936103475937' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106955506089690966</id><published>2003-11-23T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T10:38:08.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow...Qiu Jie the hunk has turned into Frosty the Iceman!Ok, so he's got his christmas songs a bit messed up with the X-Men, but hey, he did a pretty good job.Check it out...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106955506089690966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106955506089690966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106955506089690966' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106955482040874356</id><published>2003-11-23T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T10:34:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow...Pantene Pro-V hair conditioner really makes my hair softer and more manageable!:PSpeaking of hair, wat colour shd the fat lady's hair turn into after the A-levels?(1) Red(2) Blonde(3) Brown(4) Purple(5) PinkHmm......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106955482040874356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106955482040874356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106955482040874356' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106924587745553435</id><published>2003-11-19T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T20:45:01.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bang bang bang...I feel damn relieved after today. God bless Mr. Dio. I'm feeling really really elated and I think I have cause to.Been wanting to blog quite a few times before this, but keep forgetting wat I want to say.Anyway, today has been a computer-fest. Been playing a hell lot of computer thanks to that bytch cummy and Miniclip. By the way, there's a highly addictive game on Miniclip.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106924587745553435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106924587745553435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106924587745553435' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106829670133550021</id><published>2003-11-08T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T21:04:59.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>By the pricking of my thumbsSomething wicked this way comes...2 more days to the A-levels! Buckle up guys, and lets race thru this last leg!Study hard, and all the best!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106829670133550021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106829670133550021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106829670133550021' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106769771145818008</id><published>2003-11-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T22:41:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Laugh...Whitby was damn hilarious yesterday. I'd say he was at his sarcastic best. And what a memorable lesson too! He covered this pretty cool poem about music and stuff.Come to think of it, that old fart's a pretty cool guy. I never thought I'd be taught by someone of his intelligence, experience, and good humour.I must admit that I look forward to his classes. They're like a weekly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106769771145818008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106769771145818008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106769771145818008' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106536685444209572</id><published>2003-10-05T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T09:57:48.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Black or White...Something has come to my attention lately...Apparently, there is this common idea amongst people that SJI guys are racist... You know, just like how ACS guys are posers.Now, we all know stereotyping isn't exactly good or in that case accurate, but I have often fancied that there is some miniscule of truth in them. Anyway, it might be true that SJI guys (generally speaking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106536685444209572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106536685444209572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106536685444209572' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106523388254540086</id><published>2003-10-04T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T23:04:10.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bucking Flogger...Contrary to popular belief, I have blogged once before this, during the exams. But somehow, the whole post got sucked up into the internet void and disappeared forever faster than you can say "@#$%!". It was quite traumatising and I've put off blogging till now.Well anyway, another thing that puzzles me alot is why this blog doesn't look like it does in the preview (which by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106523388254540086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106523388254540086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106523388254540086' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106523296748115542</id><published>2003-10-04T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T10:02:47.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its time you got Gunbound.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106523296748115542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106523296748115542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106523296748115542' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106388023988595843</id><published>2003-09-18T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T18:17:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday...to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me~~~eee....Happy birthday to me!ah yes, I felt that was very neccessary... I'm 18! woohoo. what an age...Want to thank everybody (which should be just about anybody who's reading this) for just being so nice and stuff.Love u guys.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106388023988595843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106388023988595843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106388023988595843' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106324906705305766</id><published>2003-09-11T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T10:57:46.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ora et Labora...Someone said that if you don't plan, you plan to fail. Other than being ironic and terribly annoying, I hope that this statement is wrong.I have not, in the broadest possible definition of the word, been planning for the prelims. I have not planned my revision, my time, the work load i have to cover and just about everything else. The only thing I have planned, is I plan to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106324906705305766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106324906705305766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106324906705305766' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106274471831892991</id><published>2003-09-05T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T14:51:58.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intoxicated with the madness...I hate being sick. It just ruins everything. All the plans and schedules just go down the drain, and I find myself setback by a week or so. Well I guess I've got no one else to blame but myself for my current health situation. I haven't been taking good care of myself lately. Guess you could say I saw it coming.Enough of whining. I plan to do a lot of things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106274471831892991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106274471831892991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106274471831892991' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106268419450938429</id><published>2003-09-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T15:03:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Big O...I thought some might find this a tad tasteless, but in my current state, I'll just write it anyway...Reading is an orgasm. Yes it is. Perhaps that is why reading eleviates feelings so intimate and innate in us. In any good piece of writing, there is always the rising action - the build up, the tension. There always has to be some form of engagement, excitement, suspense and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106268419450938429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106268419450938429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106268419450938429' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106240665636922056</id><published>2003-09-01T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T16:57:36.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Help! some virus is attacking my e-mail. Argh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106240665636922056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106240665636922056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106240665636922056' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106224399827132167</id><published>2003-08-30T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T16:47:35.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phenomenon...The newspapers and radio are telling me that a couple of days ago, Mars was at its closest ever distance to Earth since some 60 000 years ago. Now, that certainly is intruiging. But what I found even more amazing 3 nights ago was not a tiny dot in the sky, but the mass orgy of NJCians in the NJC hall. Now that is something you don't see often.And oh yes, it was a mass orgy. There </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106224399827132167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106224399827132167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106224399827132167' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106206716569596785</id><published>2003-08-28T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T18:39:25.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arh Matey!...For those still grappling with the loss of Kazaa in our lives, here's something that will help fill that void. DC Plus Plus is a file sharing software of about the same nature, but the tricky part is figuring out how to use it. Use it if u dare.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106206716569596785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106206716569596785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106206716569596785' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106172590798482745</id><published>2003-08-24T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T19:54:11.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in Black...Men in skirts, men in tights, men with funny hair, men with funny shoes, men in funny clothes, girls in funny clothes, girls playing the drums, men !@#$ing the drums, smoking men, smoking girls, mummies, daddies, kiddies, crazy indians, crazy chinese, crazy ang mohs, malays, Rjc nerds, Toon, big men, big women, small girls, cute girls, rain, more rain, incompetent organisers, far</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106172590798482745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106172590798482745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106172590798482745' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106172365926763109</id><published>2003-08-24T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T19:14:19.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't stand my family sometimes. I'm quite pissed. Fuck it man.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106172365926763109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106172365926763109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106172365926763109' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106162360284817711</id><published>2003-08-23T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T15:26:42.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blitzkrieg baby! Woo hoo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106162360284817711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106162360284817711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106162360284817711' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106111490121615651</id><published>2003-08-17T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T19:47:10.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food for thought...Imagine this scenario:You are happily in love with your partner. (ok, maybe love is something we all can't fully comprehend at this point in time, so let's just say "very very close to")The two of you are a perfect match. He/She has a personality that is just right for you and has a good character. He/She shows you genuine affection and reciprocates your love. However, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106111490121615651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106111490121615651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106111490121615651' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106085567877625044</id><published>2003-08-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T11:15:05.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Housekeeping...Now, that this blog has hit its landmark 1500th viewer, I thought it would be nice to lay down some rules and make some statements about this blog. So here goes:1. I, (the owner of this blog) will from now on go to great lengths to maintain a certain level of anoynimity in this blog. This is so as to protect myself from the retaliation of unexpected viewers that may chance upon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106085567877625044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106085567877625044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106085567877625044' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106016652041497996</id><published>2003-08-06T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T18:19:08.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Fat Lady...I am getting fat. No really, I am. I have a band of excess baggage around my waist that is sufficient to make QJ jealous. Well, it is noticeable that this is a symptom not only affecting me. In fact, many others like myself, are beginning to put on some weight. No doubt this is because of a sudden absence of exercise that has resulted from the end of CCAs and the start of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106016652041497996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106016652041497996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106016652041497996' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-106016575769281508</id><published>2003-08-06T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T18:29:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recommended reading: The Glass Menagerie Tennessy WilliamsA truly beautiful, inspiring and moving literary work. Must be the prettiest thing I've read. Its got a really interesting foreword and essay at the end as well. Do check it out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106016575769281508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/106016575769281508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106016575769281508' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105991689949305777</id><published>2003-08-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T18:29:34.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wooh. I've been busy busy busy... Its been a busy week. no wait, its been a busy month. or something like that. Think everyone's feeling it.Well guys, just remember that just as we have to work hard, we have too play hard to ya?Take care!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105991689949305777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105991689949305777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105991689949305777' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105927699837688946</id><published>2003-07-27T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T11:36:38.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have discovered that logging on to www.fatlady.blogspot.com does not give you an as up-to-date version of the site as fatlady.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105927699837688946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105927699837688946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105927699837688946' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105922947608660752</id><published>2003-07-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T11:24:51.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blood, Sugar, Sex, Magik...So it seems that everyone knows about our friend Cummy's close encounter with a metal bat. But hell, I've just got to put it down in here.I have to admit that I wish I had witnessed the incident happen first hand (although I wish more that something so horrible didn't happen in the first place), because I hear that there was lots of blood involved. I mean, what a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105922947608660752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105922947608660752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105922947608660752' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105911966272108443</id><published>2003-07-25T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T11:31:32.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist of the Month:Al Di MeolaLike acoustic guitar? Like Latin/Spanish type music? Well this guy totally kicks ass. Highly recommended that you check out Mediterranean Sundance Rio Ancho and Fantasia Suite. (get the live version feat. John McLaughlin and Paco De Lucia)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105911966272108443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105911966272108443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105911966272108443' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105904223301801048</id><published>2003-07-24T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T18:23:53.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have realised that much of what we do isn't really important to the world around us or even to others, and that the significance that we invest in our actions is hardly appreciated by even the people who understand us the best.Perhaps this is because everyone else is too concerned about their own lives and their own achievements and cannot look up and notice the people all around them.Maybe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105904223301801048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105904223301801048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105904223301801048' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105895698949033281</id><published>2003-07-23T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T18:43:42.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cupid De LockeCupid hath pulled back his sweetheart's bowTo cast divine arrows into her soulTo grab her attention swift and quickOr morrow the marrow of her bones be thickWith turpentine kisses and mistaken blows...love is in the air...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105895698949033281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105895698949033281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105895698949033281' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105862190287395911</id><published>2003-07-19T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T18:13:27.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Njc...NJ makes me angry. I've been really wanting to post this for a very long time... so here goes.Firstly, a nice, big, not-so-friendly "@#$% You!" to the year 1 councillors/house-reps/or whatever shit name you call yourselves who were at the track and field meet finals. You guys totally suck. What the hell was with the red bands around your head? You guys think you going to war? Or maybe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105862190287395911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105862190287395911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105862190287395911' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105861994854552250</id><published>2003-07-19T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T21:06:32.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funtasia...I'm just home from Funtasia, and boy am I tired. Super shagged... I'm too tired to even talk about it now. Guess there's not much to say too. It was better than I expected I suppose. Met some people I haven't seen in a really long time... I have also developed a phobia of Milo, sandwiches and cheese sausages. *shudder*Want to say a big thank you to everyone in the class. You guys </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105861994854552250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105861994854552250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105861994854552250' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105844053163451779</id><published>2003-07-17T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T19:26:40.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Congratulations, to the NJC Track and Field team. Both the girls and boys did everyone proud with their courage, hard work and determination, right to the very end. They did their utmost best, and that is certainly enough for all of us. They have gained my respect and no doubt the respect of countless others.To quote a certain individual who probably wouldn't have believed in what he said not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105844053163451779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105844053163451779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105844053163451779' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105808577722096603</id><published>2003-07-13T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T19:07:27.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I shall now attempt to summarise my weekend, because it was personally quite a satisfying one. so here goes...FridaySchool was as usual, but was more interesting because of all the presents going around. Of course it was not complete without laughing at QJ and calling him names. Overall it was fun, but felt a little bit empty because some people were away at competitions. PE was cancelled and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105808577722096603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105808577722096603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105808577722096603' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105808447474005825</id><published>2003-07-13T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T19:00:11.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sex Education...Friday seemed to be sex education day for me. I went to school, and during lunch, I found out from the very kind and informative Lim Jing about the curious sexual habits of dogs, and turtles. It included juicy details like sniffing, licking and god forbid...dog juices. All this in very vivid visual imagery. And turtles do it too. How you ask? Well don't ask me, ask him... I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105808447474005825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105808447474005825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105808447474005825' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105799529609851190</id><published>2003-07-12T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T15:34:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to u, happy birthday to u, happy birthday to Sophiaaaaa....Happy Birthday to Yoooooooo~....thanx for everything dear :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105799529609851190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105799529609851190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105799529609851190' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105780651304003644</id><published>2003-07-10T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T18:01:05.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly...Shamelss guitar virtuoso himself, Yang "Kirk Hammet" Jianqing, is taking part in a lead guitarist showdown this saturday. The man is gunning for the top prize of a gorgeous custom Jim Beam Cola Les Paul. I personally hope he wins, so that I can gawk at it everytime I go to his house in the future...... Anyway, you can listen to his demo track here, which he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105780651304003644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105780651304003644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105780651304003644' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105780565576063889</id><published>2003-07-10T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T10:54:15.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it. I got a fever/chills last night again. It was horrible. Was shaking all over and my blanket couldn't make me warmer. Luckily my dad helped me get some medicine and I felt better after that. But the thing is, that the stupid thing came all of a sudden and for no goddam reason.And as a result...I am now happily at home, in front of my computer. heh. Poor souls in school...my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105780565576063889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105780565576063889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105780565576063889' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105774619921270559</id><published>2003-07-09T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T10:55:05.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been feeling quite shitty lately. Getting that feeling now... It totally sucks. Physically I feel like shit. I haven't been eating well cos I've got no appetite, I'm shitting like hell (literally...got a bad stomach), which leads me to being constantly hungry. I guess I'm kinda sick, though i have no idea why. I came down with this chill/fever just the other day that was absolutely horrible.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105774619921270559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105774619921270559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105774619921270559' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105766406262193096</id><published>2003-07-08T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T19:42:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cartoon network games kick ass! No, really, they do!Check it out:Teen Titans gamePowerpuff games(try the fast and flurrious and 3-d one..)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105766406262193096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105766406262193096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105766406262193096' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105766381686542625</id><published>2003-07-08T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T19:30:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy hot dogs!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105766381686542625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105766381686542625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105766381686542625' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105748055948631098</id><published>2003-07-06T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T16:37:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Creed Fans Sue Band Over Show'Four Creed fans have filed suit against the band, its management and Ticketmaster over a December 29th show at the Allstate Arena in Rosemont, Illinois, during which they claim singer Scott Stapp was clearly off his game. ...In the suit, the fans say that Stapp was, "so intoxicated and/or medicated" during the show that he was unable to sing the lyrics of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105748055948631098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105748055948631098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105748055948631098' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105732871807085899</id><published>2003-07-04T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T22:25:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting stuff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105732871807085899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105732871807085899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105732871807085899' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105731490224823146</id><published>2003-07-04T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T20:35:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lady Killer:A female player ordered this "unit" from us back in the 80's. She nicknamed it "Richard". Can you see why?hahahahaha... ok, its a bit tasteless but I found it funny. View more breathtaking and mind-boggling works of art by: Conklin.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105731490224823146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105731490224823146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105731490224823146' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105713022343082287</id><published>2003-07-02T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T16:39:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lit paper is coming! In commemoration, I shall post a poem for all you Lit junkies out there. Here's ancient romantic poet S.T. Coleridge at his best. A rather long poem (though if I'm not wrong, he's written much longer ones) but if you've got the time, its got a really really nice story to it. check it out:The Rime of the Ancient MarinerSamuel Taylor Coleridge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105713022343082287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105713022343082287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105713022343082287' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105697165962915050</id><published>2003-06-30T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T19:14:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I missed the last episode of VanDread on AXN. fuck. Ok, so i don't follow that series, but i watched the last few episodes preceeding the last one, and they were damn cool. Made we wish I had followed the series. Wish I had caught the last episode more though... shit. Hopefully they'll repeat it or something.GP paper today was in the hall. damn cold. and Whitby was pretty damn irritating. He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105697165962915050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105697165962915050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105697165962915050' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-10567849978420649</id><published>2003-06-28T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T15:23:17.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tragic: click here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/10567849978420649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/10567849978420649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#10567849978420649' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105671338130487647</id><published>2003-06-27T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T19:29:41.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is quite fun...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105671338130487647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105671338130487647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105671338130487647' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105662750549621146</id><published>2003-06-26T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T19:39:12.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eyes Wide Shut...It seems the bastards in my estate have decided to give construction a rest, thus giving me good, solid, quality afternoon nap time. But my sleep at night hasn't been all that peaceful. Apparently, my dad said he was awoken 2 nights ago by my loud sleep-talking. When he came to my room, he saw me sitting on my bed, pointing to the ceiling, and repeating the words "UP there". </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105662750549621146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105662750549621146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105662750549621146' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105662654291889887</id><published>2003-06-26T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T19:24:18.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My fish...My dad treats my luohan like a dog... but that's only cos my luohan behaves like a dog. It does tricks, plays catch, plays dead, jumps and seemingly has the intelligence of a golden retriever, jack russell and Kester combined. When's it's hungry, it can even get our attention by making sounds with bubbles... Now, you've got to admit, that's uncannily Kester-like. Anyway, this fish of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105662654291889887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105662654291889887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105662654291889887' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105650906997328159</id><published>2003-06-25T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T10:44:29.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogmania...Now that everyone seems to be getting a blog, I think my own blog is more or less complete. I'm quite proud of it cos I built it from scratch and had to learn all the html stuff on my own. (I'm gloating....haha) Anyway, i think its quite nice, hope u guys like it too...Going to embark on a mission of linking everyone's blogs up...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105650906997328159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105650906997328159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105650906997328159' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105650601921162044</id><published>2003-06-25T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T09:53:39.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My brother has just left for his NUS "orientation" camp... That means that he won't be home for the next three days. What a relief... Stupid nerd school... Hope Uni isn't as bad as i hear from some people... I don't want to be stuck in another NJ for 4 years or whatever... Not that Nj is all that bad...but you got to admit, it sux sometimes. Sigh... Well, my bro's camp got me thinking about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105650601921162044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105650601921162044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105650601921162044' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105642115352564682</id><published>2003-06-24T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T10:19:13.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smoked Elec/Trick:Another one of our early bodystyles is the "Elec/Trick". This one is owned by Victor Wooten's brother Reggie. The finish started out as a bright white and then a hurricane lamp was used to "smoke" the surface followed by a clearcoat finish. The result is quite spectacular. Lightning bolt inlays complete the effect.View more breathtaking and mind-boggling works of art by: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105642115352564682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105642115352564682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105642115352564682' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105609971357925263</id><published>2003-06-20T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T15:34:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brainless...(edited)While waiting for the lift, 5 chinese (yes, chinese, not bangla) construction workers walked into the void deck. These are a few of the S.O.B.s who have been contributing to the noise pollution in my house (There are Bangla workers in case you are wondering. I figured there's more than one goddam household doing renovation). Anyway, these blokes look at the lift signs. One </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105609971357925263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105609971357925263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105609971357925263' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105609001278847040</id><published>2003-06-20T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T14:20:55.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After countless hours of meddling with my blogger template, my blog now longs like.... this. Well shit, its not done yet. But its been hell of a long time since i've posted anything, and i can't hold it off any longer... So for the time being, my blog looks like... this. Check back in a while and maybe, just maybe, I would have made improvements.Anyway, this blogger thing has been giving me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105609001278847040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105609001278847040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105609001278847040' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105576777321813477</id><published>2003-06-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T20:49:33.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've come to a realisation that we are very much defined, or define ourselves, by other people and what they think of us. Why else would we dress in a certain way, or do certain things? For ourselves? Maybe to some extent...But I think subconsciously we exist and act in relation to others. We constantly need to relate to those around us. I guess that's why friends and family are so important. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105576777321813477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105576777321813477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105576777321813477' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105559553370970950</id><published>2003-06-14T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T13:24:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just got back from table tennis "chalet" today. still shag...even tho i slept mostly the whole day today. Was pretty fun, but would have been better with more food. heh.Anyway, didn't sleep well at home cos those S.O.B.s upstairs are still making a racket... I figure they're constructing a space shuttle... bastards...Been feeling weird lately... Sometimes you that really good, happy feeling, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105559553370970950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105559553370970950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105559553370970950' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105541620178980497</id><published>2003-06-12T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T13:26:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Matrix Reanalysed:If you didn't get The Matrix, this won't help. But if you've got a thing for philosophy and literary analysis bullshit, click here, here or here. (some of the essays are really quite intruiging)I recently completed downloading the entire Animatrix and i must say i was quite impressed by the stunning animation and graphics, despite the plot being kinda thin... Something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105541620178980497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105541620178980497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105541620178980497' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105538351109277185</id><published>2003-06-12T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T10:07:56.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He's done it again!Me, Lim Jing and Qiujie are walking up the stairs, going to lecture...[me] Do you guys know where i can buy nice pants?[LJ] umm...[QJ] Nice pets? Go pet shop lah!You're killin' us QJ.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105538351109277185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105538351109277185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105538351109277185' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105517230133484969</id><published>2003-06-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T19:08:35.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things keep slipping from my head. Can't remember properly what i want to do, what i want to say, the ideas i have... damn. If only I could remember everything I think of. I'm tired...going to sleep after i make a call. Peace.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105517230133484969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105517230133484969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105517230133484969' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105517150027556854</id><published>2003-06-09T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T23:22:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a genius.I scored full marks (30/30) in a recent mathematics(C) test, kicking everyone's ass in the process. However, I have to thank the kind stranger who sat in front of me in the LT for his support and guidance. If this test is at all a gauge of intelligence, I am twice as smart as Toon and Collin, combined. Damn, I am a cocky bastard.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105517150027556854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105517150027556854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105517150027556854' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105507328722367959</id><published>2003-06-08T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T20:03:42.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amen.View more breathtaking and mind-boggling works of art by: Conkling.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105507328722367959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105507328722367959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105507328722367959' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105505532694057190</id><published>2003-06-08T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T15:06:37.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist of the month: Andy TimmonsThis relatively unknown guitarist will blow your mind with his electrifying shredding and soulful licks. Check out "Cry for you" and his chicken picking frenzy, "Farmer Sez".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105505532694057190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105505532694057190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105505532694057190' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105504433231518219</id><published>2003-06-08T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T15:06:47.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love, Life, Madness: You could say that nothing unexpected happened. Miss Kua showed up in her usual flowery curtain dress, with her best friend Virginia... Mr Dio was wearing a Steve Vai-esque shirt... The LT1 lights kept buzzing throughout the entire performance... and the turnout was well... quite dismal. But what did surprise me at Dramafest 2003, was the quality of the show. The plays were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105504433231518219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105504433231518219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105504433231518219' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105490966236191409</id><published>2003-06-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T22:40:38.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feel quite terrible bout some things I said and did today... Sometimes you just wish you could turn back time. But then again, maybe i'd still do the same things again. Well, I hope it'll will turn out for the better. Really damn tired now. thank god the holidays are here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105490966236191409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105490966236191409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105490966236191409' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105481680982864663</id><published>2003-06-05T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T22:23:35.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow. this blog thing is really interesting. struggling with the concept of html. somehow can't post pictures... well, back to me work. will update soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105481680982864663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105481680982864663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105481680982864663' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5449179.post-105481486118339781</id><published>2003-06-05T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T11:07:38.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>S.O.B.s: They are everywhere. I am cursed to have them disrupt my otherwise pleasant life. Take for example the very considerate construction workers upstairs. Those "people" have been disturbing my routine and very neccessary afternoon naps for over a week now. How am i supposed to get a much needed rest after a long day at school, if the sound of fornicating cows comes thru my ceiling and into </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105481486118339781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5449179/posts/default/105481486118339781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatlady.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105481486118339781' title=''/><author><name>wang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02323244203570180259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
