<?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-8422299990087054671</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:33:01.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peel Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>O'King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13084164695261143244</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422299990087054671.post-8638724182162451257</id><published>2009-03-13T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:27:19.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad week</title><content type='html'>Its seems there's an affluxion on posting lyrics of songs one likes. Maybe i'll give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monster by -The Automatic- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain fried tonight through misuse&lt;br /&gt;Through misuse, through misuse&lt;br /&gt;You can't avoid static abuse&lt;br /&gt;Abuse, abuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without these pills you're let loose&lt;br /&gt;You're let loose, you're let loose&lt;br /&gt;Take off, get out, no excuse&lt;br /&gt;No excuse, no excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that coming over the hill&lt;br /&gt;Is it a monster? Is it a monster?&lt;br /&gt;What's that coming over the hill&lt;br /&gt;Is it a monster? Is it a monster?&lt;br /&gt;What's that coming over the hill&lt;br /&gt;Is it a monster? Is it a monster?&lt;br /&gt;What's that coming over the hill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused, mind bruised, it seeps out&lt;br /&gt;It seeps out, it seeps out&lt;br /&gt;Face down, home town looks so grey&lt;br /&gt;Looks so grey, looks so grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convexed you bend, twist and shout&lt;br /&gt;Twist and shout, twist and shout&lt;br /&gt;Stand up, brush off, get moving&lt;br /&gt;Get moving, get moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that coming over the hill&lt;br /&gt;Is it a monster? Is it a monster?&lt;br /&gt;(x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down, home town, face down, home town&lt;br /&gt;Face down, home town, it looks so grey&lt;br /&gt;(x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that coming over the hill&lt;br /&gt;Is it a monster? Is it a monster?&lt;br /&gt;(x4) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep- this song makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week has been really tough. I NEED A BREAK FROM SCHOOL. "Gee. Thank you school. For letting us have one day of rest next friday.(note-supposedly 1 week march holidays)" (note- Sarcasm intentional)&lt;br /&gt;Next week is march holidays. YAY? Not so much. I still have school from monday to thursday. I really hope at the end of it all, it proves worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422299990087054671-8638724182162451257?l=whiteredterrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/feeds/8638724182162451257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422299990087054671&amp;postID=8638724182162451257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/8638724182162451257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/8638724182162451257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-week.html' title='Bad week'/><author><name>O'King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13084164695261143244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422299990087054671.post-2138265157214369370</id><published>2009-03-07T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:14:57.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proxy</title><content type='html'>Today is/was flag day. Flag day is a far cry from what we did in scouts for charity. &lt;br /&gt;On flag day, you carry a tin with a few pages of stickers and ask pedestrians to donate money. What do you do? Stick out your tin to a random passerby and smile. However, if you were in scouts, you go to each and every house asking if they need help in cleaning/moving/scratching back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag day: You travel to a specified location allocated to you.&lt;br /&gt;Scouts: You travel anywhere in Singapore and search for your own oppurtunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag day: You scout for random pedestrians'.&lt;br /&gt;Scouts: You knock at every door asking anyone in need of assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag day: Your donor becomes victim to your relentless adjure.&lt;br /&gt;Scouts: You become victim to your donater's relentless requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag day: The victim donates money with little effort done(by you).&lt;br /&gt;Scouts: You do a truck load of work and get little money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, you must be thinking, "OF COURSE! THATS WHAT MAKES FLAG DAY BETTER." However, I feel much more accomplished cleaning houses than to stick out my tin and smile. And that's what makes being a scout fun. The burst of emotions(and sweat) when cleaning houses to being rejected by the owner. You just feel more accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel accomplished at the end of my life. I don't want to just be passive, to wait for things to happen and then spring into action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm so proud of myself. I went jogging today. However, It may be just me but it seemed like while jogging, everyone was staring at me.I don't know, just a random thought. Its not like I was jogging with no clothes on. At least, hint a simple gesture like a smile if you crossing paths with me. Not I stare into your eyes, you stare into mine, I smile, you still stare into my eyes. It seems like only the ang mohs'(for today's jog) were the only ones who smiled back, and 1 nice lady who wore a garnet pink top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of peoples' reactions. Why does everyone express their words so freely without affirmation to their 'jumped into conclusions'. On our way back to school after collecting money, the 9 of us decided to take 900. However, in the queue, two men were blocking the paths so we couldnt move any more forward. So, we decided to cut into the 901 queue, NOT TO ENTER THEIR BUS but to pass the two men who were blocking OUR queue. So we entered the 901 queue. I went in first, then Ying Cong and Suhen entered the queue. Eilleen, Yi Shi and Jessica entered the queue with no qualms. However, as Suhen,Michael and Darrell entered the queue some unknown 30YEAR OLD FAT GUY, NOT OUR AGE, yelled "F****** B*******!" Then i looked at the guy, he was shaking his head. I smiled. I bet that as he saw us not entering the bus but instead went back to our proper queue, he would be feeling hot headed because of guilt. He has expressed his immaturity for no substantial reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i think God is good. Don't you think so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why the leopard cant change its spots? Cause the leopard doesn't know God. (HEHE! GET IT? I MADE THAT MYSELF)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422299990087054671-2138265157214369370?l=whiteredterrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2138265157214369370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422299990087054671&amp;postID=2138265157214369370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/2138265157214369370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/2138265157214369370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/proxy.html' title='Proxy'/><author><name>O'King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13084164695261143244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422299990087054671.post-8278164561328253453</id><published>2009-03-05T21:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:21:08.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedantic</title><content type='html'>Woah! i think no one knows i have started writing on this blog again! So, yeah. Okay. ANYWAYS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in 'need' of a new phone. Trying to wean my dad to purchase me a new phone. Current progress: UNSUCCESSFUL. This is what i'm looking at- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_cE_ctPHI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kz0cLiXxlCM/s1600-h/pic04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_cE_ctPHI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kz0cLiXxlCM/s320/pic04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309704464002530418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessions of a teenage 'valet de chambre'&lt;br /&gt;-I killed a lizard. Accidentally. Whilst the little lizard was trying to enter my room, i closed my room door. Its gauche little head got crushed by the armipotence of the door hinge. The result: utter disgust. I did not dare clear the carcass. So i called my dad to help me with that. Its not that i was afraid! Its just that..erm.. ya. You get me don't you? My precious reader(if any). So ya, before he proceeded to my room. He muttered with sarcasm, "Hmm. NCC boy". Yea, fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_c2O_wJ-I/AAAAAAAAABc/_6KpJ74i1g4/s1600-h/SDC10602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_c2O_wJ-I/AAAAAAAAABc/_6KpJ74i1g4/s320/SDC10602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309705309989644258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i said (1) expicit content word today. So guilty. NEED... TO... REPENT... but seriously dude, your pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~END OF CONFESSION~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEADLINES: DnT FOLIO theft suspect ESCAPED. REWARD IF CAUGHT DEAD OR ALIVE: MY APPRECIATION. CALL 62353535~PIZZA HUT DELIVERY~ if suspect found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_d84UhL7I/AAAAAAAAABk/KPfGJ8QgMkg/s1600-h/SDC10613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_d84UhL7I/AAAAAAAAABk/KPfGJ8QgMkg/s320/SDC10613.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309706523673440178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_eKKVCV2I/AAAAAAAAABs/5_28T0Q9R6U/s1600-h/SDC10614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_eKKVCV2I/AAAAAAAAABs/5_28T0Q9R6U/s320/SDC10614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309706751845750626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Just kidding. Thats DARRYL SW. A great new good friend found this year. 2009 has so far been a great year. ACADEMICALLY WISE AS AN EXCEPTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: My walk with GOD has been great. QT has been consistent with wednesday as an exception. HEHE. And, i have not been coming to school early this whole week! NEVER EVEN MANAGED TO GO FOR 1 SESSION OF MORNING WORSHIP! SHAME ON YOU JESSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, my aim for this week is to jog at least once. It increases by one per week till the end of the month where I MUST CONSISTENTLY JOG 3 TIMES A WEEK! *T&amp;C appies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is E-LEARNING DAY. A practice for incase a pendemic might arise. Seriously school, if a pendemic was here. Do you really think i'll be logging on to the computer to check if there is any homework? I'll be out there trying to save lives! SUPER JESSE TO THE RESCUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats it for today! WOW! I have been blogging quite alot eh? (COMPARISON to year 2008. No. of posts: 0.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke for today: After opening the first restaurant on the moon, Bob was disappointed to receive only 2 stars in the newspaper's restaurant review section. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great food, no atmosphere." (GET IT? HAHAHAHAHA! Fine. I know its lame.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422299990087054671-8278164561328253453?l=whiteredterrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/feeds/8278164561328253453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422299990087054671&amp;postID=8278164561328253453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/8278164561328253453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/8278164561328253453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/pedantic.html' title='Pedantic'/><author><name>O'King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13084164695261143244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksn-rRlrFkc/Sa_cE_ctPHI/AAAAAAAAABU/Kz0cLiXxlCM/s72-c/pic04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422299990087054671.post-8042918756015343153</id><published>2009-03-01T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:15:05.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGE?</title><content type='html'>SEE! Even pastor Ban Hui spoke of change. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Doing DnT right now. Not gna finish in time and bet im gna get scolded tomorrow morning. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------EDIT-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Since the song in my blog can't seem to play over at the other corner. I'll just have one here. SMART JESSE! haha! 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The poor have it, the rich need it and if you eat it you'll die. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Wow the world is wierd. Just picking up the papers to see a picture of a baby faced 13 year old boy, the bold print reads "13 YEAR OLD FATHER" strikes you pondering,"WHAT THE BBQ?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nuggets of wisdom for today&lt;br /&gt;~Tomorrows the first day of march. I'm pretty excited. I BELIEVE CHANGE IS IN STORE!&lt;br /&gt;~I believe CHANGE IS COMING!&lt;br /&gt;~I WANT CHANGE TO HAPPEN!&lt;br /&gt;~I'm spending too much money this year.&lt;br /&gt;~I need to start jogging with pradeep again. PERHAPS on the first day of March! =]&lt;br /&gt;~I need to learn time management.&lt;br /&gt;~I have been saying too many I's&lt;br /&gt;~I think this was a very random post.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Nothing is greater than God, nothing is more evil than the devil, the poor have nothing, the rich need nothing and if you eat nothing you'll die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422299990087054671-5038932994056214363?l=whiteredterrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/feeds/5038932994056214363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422299990087054671&amp;postID=5038932994056214363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/5038932994056214363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/5038932994056214363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/suigeneris.html' title='Suigeneris'/><author><name>O'King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13084164695261143244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8422299990087054671.post-7791501824753382808</id><published>2009-02-27T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:46:36.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B.A.N.A.N.A</title><content type='html'>BANANAS OF THE WORLD UNITE! Haha! Hi!&lt;br /&gt;~'~'~'~'~'~'~EDIT~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! Did not realise the template's indubitably gay. But who even bothers. HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8422299990087054671-7791501824753382808?l=whiteredterrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7791501824753382808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8422299990087054671&amp;postID=7791501824753382808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/7791501824753382808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8422299990087054671/posts/default/7791501824753382808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteredterrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/banana.html' title='B.A.N.A.N.A'/><author><name>O'King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13084164695261143244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
