<?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-5595115</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:49:58.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you fall,</title><subtitle type='html'>Stats: 23/Male/Chi/Singaporean &lt;/br&gt;
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Thought of the day: Inner game&lt;/br&gt;

Place to be: Some place new&lt;/br&gt;
Music of the day: Knocking on Heaven's Door - Wyclef Jean&lt;/br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-116363487834211641</id><published>2006-11-16T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T07:54:38.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping when the sun rises</title><summary type='text'>It's 7.30am and I haven't slept the whole night.This is quite a new feeling, the quiet morning. The quiet morning, is quieter than the quiet night. The quiet night lingers on. The quiet morning is fleeting. The quiet night is pretty romantic. The quiet morning, is pretty romantic in its own way too. The air is cool and fresh. Birds are chirping at the window. Yes, birds really start chirping when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/116363487834211641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=116363487834211641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116363487834211641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116363487834211641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/11/sleeping-when-sun-rises.html' title='Sleeping when the sun rises'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-116089357342384082</id><published>2006-10-15T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:26:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Walks</title><summary type='text'>This is the coolest song ever with the word "Jesus" in it. (By the way, you can't hear the song on Firefox coz of some missing plugin, but you can hear it on IE. Somebody tell me how to play the song on firefox pls)I think I may even use this song for Dance Night choreo. hurhur.So anyway, what happened to the whole "Romancing Singapore" campaign? I thought they wanted to increase birth rates. Now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/116089357342384082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=116089357342384082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116089357342384082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116089357342384082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/10/jesus-walks.html' title='Jesus Walks'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-116075965731463375</id><published>2006-10-14T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T01:14:17.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of Paradoxes</title><summary type='text'>I planned my calendar to start my exam mugging NOW. Today.So anyway, I stoned from about 3pm to now, about 1am. I basically read a bit of Freakanomics, read wikipedia, surfed blogs, checked 3 email accounts, did some administrative stuff, glanced at my syllabus to know how much I must study, lie on my bed and not sleep, sit and listen to the radio, shit a bit, peed a few times, washed my face a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/116075965731463375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=116075965731463375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116075965731463375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116075965731463375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/10/law-of-paradoxes.html' title='Law of Paradoxes'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-116032262053347571</id><published>2006-10-08T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:50:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Outside</title><summary type='text'>There are ants crawling all over my laptop. This is despite my greatest efforts to clean my room regularly. There is deep choking haze that makes faraway buildings look like impending doom. There are shallow people all around who don't seem to appreciate the things they have been given. Nice people, but perhaps nonetheless shallow. There is Windows live messenger disconnecting ever once too often</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/116032262053347571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=116032262053347571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116032262053347571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/116032262053347571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/10/world-outside.html' title='The World Outside'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115998895079037953</id><published>2006-10-05T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T03:09:10.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coin Toss</title><summary type='text'>I'm blogging again!! Coz why bother your friends with your whining and bitching when they've got better things to do with their time.So anyway, today I was deciding what to do for the evening and night. I was free of commitments and didn't exactly have much mood to do any work. So I was thinking if I should call up this bunch of friends I usually go drinking with. But I was feeling wishy washy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115998895079037953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115998895079037953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115998895079037953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115998895079037953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/10/coin-toss.html' title='The Coin Toss'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115809298355407689</id><published>2006-09-13T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T04:29:43.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cure</title><summary type='text'>I think this blog is almost redundant.Some months ago, someone told me she couldn't sleep, even though she was very, very tired. And she did look tired. She dresses well, very well, she interacts well with people, and she's hot in many people's eyes. She avoids the common clothes even though she would look good in them. She always wears something slightly different. She accessorises well. Big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115809298355407689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115809298355407689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115809298355407689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115809298355407689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/09/cure.html' title='The Cure'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115653799444692183</id><published>2006-08-26T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T04:33:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is On The Way</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday (Friday,) a very good friend of mine just flew off for exchange.Bon voyage man. May we celebrate Christmas in New York, with friends by our sides and babes in our arms.Lonely sidewalksSilent nightBring the evenin'Deep insideHold me darlingTouch me nowLet the feelingsFree tonightLove is on the wayI can see it in your eyesLet's give it one more try tonight babyLove is on the wayI can see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115653799444692183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115653799444692183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115653799444692183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115653799444692183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-is-on-way.html' title='Love Is On The Way'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115344929620420773</id><published>2006-07-21T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T10:34:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Reading Blogs!!</title><summary type='text'>Today, I realised, reading blogs is a waste of time. So, to save your time, I've categorised all blogs in the universe so you don't have to read them.1. Same Old Political Blogs.Yesterday, anonymous blogger Sammy slams the PAP. He talk about HDB upgrading. High cost of living. Impossibly high ministerial salaries. Stressful life. Screwed up education system. No Human rights. Peidu mamas.Today, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115344929620420773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115344929620420773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115344929620420773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115344929620420773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/07/stop-reading-blogs.html' title='Stop Reading Blogs!!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115307207939787299</id><published>2006-07-17T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T12:01:44.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling Lies</title><summary type='text'>Why do people say she's selling sex?Her words speak of love. Her actions entice you with sex. And you get lost in the euphoria of it all. Utmost love coupled with great spontaneous sex, who wouldn't want that.But its not about love and its not about sex. All she is selling is a lie. A lie that plays on all your childhood idealism. You'll never know when it could be real.For how long could you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115307207939787299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115307207939787299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115307207939787299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115307207939787299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/07/selling-lies.html' title='Selling Lies'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-115286572182452205</id><published>2006-07-14T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:36:44.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Hilton MTV!</title><summary type='text'>This video is tagged as inappropriate by some youtube users. Hahaah!! Nexttime if I start a university, I'll offer a course that consists of Sex, Politics, Law, Economics, Psychology and Philosophy. Coz somehow I think they all stem form the same root. Its all about power and gratification.And its about conflation of everything so we all get confused.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115286572182452205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115286572182452205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115286572182452205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115286572182452205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/07/paris-hilton-mtv.html' title='Paris Hilton MTV!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115260296826443122</id><published>2006-07-11T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T15:29:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Hilton Sings!</title><summary type='text'>Long time ago, i always wonder why some people read the Straits Times, first thing they flip is sports section. Or why people wanna pay 50 cent buy newpaper when they report crap news.Then i realised, actually its coz straits times report crap news. The only thing useful I ever got from ST is the weather forecast and soccer timings. Maybe other people will find all the adverts selling cheap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115260296826443122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115260296826443122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115260296826443122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115260296826443122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/07/paris-hilton-sings.html' title='Paris Hilton Sings!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115192105939321108</id><published>2006-07-03T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:13:34.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Will Give Me Justice</title><summary type='text'>I just watched The Count of Monte Cristo on vcd. It's a pretty cool show.Set in post Napoleon era, its about a poor common chap who gets framed and unjustly jailed for treason, for well, all his life."God will give me justice" is inscribed on the walls of the stone jail cell, scratched out by the previous inmates who probably rotted and died there. As a gentlemanly favour, the cheif warden of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115192105939321108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115192105939321108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115192105939321108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115192105939321108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/07/god-will-give-me-justice.html' title='God Will Give Me Justice'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115115651968256401</id><published>2006-06-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:42:47.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic 8 Ball</title><summary type='text'>This is cool. Click on the 8 Ball to ask questions. For people who have no friends to talk to and can't afford a plant.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115115651968256401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115115651968256401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115115651968256401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115115651968256401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/06/magic-8-ball.html' title='Magic 8 Ball'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115113679788341982</id><published>2006-06-24T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T17:05:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Waiting</title><summary type='text'>I really love driving at night. Have I ever mentioned that? The roads are clearer at night. It's a smooth drive. The weather is cool. The music sounds better. All the memories come back, but they do not haunt. It feels like I have all I need, and Im getting somewhere better."I wanna have the same last dream againThe one where I wake up and I'm aliveJust as the four walls close me withinMy eyes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115113679788341982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115113679788341982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115113679788341982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115113679788341982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-is-waiting.html' title='Life is Waiting'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-115090908143788207</id><published>2006-06-22T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T14:44:37.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk is Cheap</title><summary type='text'>"Talk is cheap, until you hire a lawyer."Today's theme of the day is, talk is cheap. Words alone don't say much. It's everything else that conveys the meaning.Have you ever noticed how some guys can say they love their girlfriend very much, but flirt with every other girl within 2m radius? Why do girls buy that?? Beats me. But one day Im going to try it. Who am I to try and make the world right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115090908143788207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115090908143788207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115090908143788207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115090908143788207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/06/talk-is-cheap.html' title='Talk is Cheap'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-115058195682066930</id><published>2006-06-18T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T06:08:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buttercup</title><summary type='text'>Everything ends with a lone drive home.Many things happened today. Some short but heartwarming dialogues. Some surprising social dynamics. Bumping into people in a place where I thought I wouldn't meet anyone. Looks like this is where everyone goes to avoid everyone else.After all this time, I am still just a little boy growing up. And I learnt a few things today. I learnt that some people will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/115058195682066930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=115058195682066930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115058195682066930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/115058195682066930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/06/buttercup.html' title='Buttercup'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114993065747778983</id><published>2006-06-10T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:52:31.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subjective Reality</title><summary type='text'>(I strongly suggest that everyone copies this whole entry out into Words, and change it to a comfortable size to read. It's a loooonggg heavy entry.)I've been wanting to blog about this awhile now.Now I was deciding what to type about today. Should i bitch about shallow people? Should I write about how slack my internship is? Or maybe write a top ten list of best pick-up lines?Then I decided I'll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114993065747778983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114993065747778983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114993065747778983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114993065747778983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/06/subjective-reality.html' title='Subjective Reality'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114934218261669765</id><published>2006-06-03T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:43:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Proof</title><summary type='text'>Hi there. Welcome to onewaytrack, the place where you learn about everything you already know. But sometimes you forget. So I am here to remind you.Today, we are going to discuss the phenomenon of Social Proof. It is where some people like to make themselves look valuable by showing others they are surrounded by popular people, or by people who society regards as valuable.The more primitive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114934218261669765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114934218261669765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114934218261669765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114934218261669765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/06/social-proof.html' title='Social Proof'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114892727999995004</id><published>2006-05-30T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T02:28:00.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning!</title><summary type='text'>This song, Boston by Augustana, is a damn good song. You can hear it play if you are using recen versions of IE. I still donno how to get it to play on Firefox.But don't listen to the song too much. It's bittersweet, mostly bitter, and it can get you indulging in despression. Have you ever felt that? Indulging in depression. It feels good somehow, good in a depressive way. I think sometimes we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114892727999995004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114892727999995004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114892727999995004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114892727999995004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/warning.html' title='Warning!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114867357123877220</id><published>2006-05-27T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T03:59:31.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Help</title><summary type='text'>This is a good time to put down my thoughts.I am feeling good today. Holidays and having tons of free time to do what I want to do is really doing me good. If you can afford the time, I would suggest everyone do the same. Take time-off for three weeks. Don't be in a hurry to book tours and all that. Just stay at home and read some books if you feel like it, and go out for drinks at night if you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114867357123877220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114867357123877220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114867357123877220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114867357123877220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/self-help.html' title='Self-Help'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114840842899051473</id><published>2006-05-24T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T02:20:29.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Are You Feeling Today?</title><summary type='text'>How are you feeling today? I'm feeling alright. Not estactic, not despressed, just, alright.There's something I've learnt these few days. It sounds simple but its profound. Brace yourselves.I have learnt that... some things change. yeap. That's it. For ages I have defended the notion righteously that people never change, they just grow to be more clearly themselves. Well, I don't know if people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114840842899051473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114840842899051473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114840842899051473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114840842899051473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-are-you-feeling-today.html' title='How Are You Feeling Today?'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114717822308323437</id><published>2006-05-09T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T21:12:06.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know?</title><summary type='text'>Did you know.... that people who read Dilbert stuff, and appreciate it in a deep, philosophical way, way beyond the jokes on the surface, are people who are smart, sexy, and absolutely brilliant? So far I know of a few people who like to read dilbert comics, who sometimes flip the newpaper and laugh about management here and there. But to read it and appreciate it at such a deep level, well, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114717822308323437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114717822308323437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114717822308323437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114717822308323437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/did-you-know.html' title='Did You Know?'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114686281151860256</id><published>2006-05-06T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T05:10:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trivia of the Day</title><summary type='text'>Did you know, that the song "I'll Be Watching You" orignally by Sting is about an obsessive depressive stalker? Here is an excerpt of the lyrics:"Every move you makeEvery vow you breakEvery smile you fakeEvery claim you stakeI'll be watching you"And of course, the original meaning of this song had been bastardised by some black rap remix, "I'll be Missing You". The lyrics goes something like this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114686281151860256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114686281151860256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114686281151860256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114686281151860256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/trivia-of-day.html' title='Trivia of the Day'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-114676298172901836</id><published>2006-05-05T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T05:01:17.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Election Reporting</title><summary type='text'>More election websites for the betterment of your soul.RocksonPap InsiderVideo of Gomez at AMK Rally, 4th May 2006Sylvia Lim's Speech at AMK RallyRally Reactions of the peopleIf nothing else, you have to watch the last video showing the people's reaction to workers' party. Straits Times reporters must be blind and deaf and catatonic to not think this is worth reporting.But I think the reporters </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114676298172901836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114676298172901836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114676298172901836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114676298172901836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-election-reporting.html' title='More Election Reporting'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114674753049745621</id><published>2006-05-04T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T20:58:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're Getting Old</title><summary type='text'>You know you are getting old when:1. You use your actual names as online nicks, instead of LadyVodka, flammable, Ice_Lian or SueveGuy.2. You attend workers' party rallies. And you have no problem finding friends to go with you.3. After a great night of clubbing, you talk about your serious relationships, your family responsibilities, your ambitions, and not about that teasing girl in the short </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114674753049745621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114674753049745621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114674753049745621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114674753049745621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-know-youre-getting-old.html' title='You Know You&apos;re Getting Old'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-114650127747905564</id><published>2006-05-02T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T01:43:29.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Straits Times Don't Show</title><summary type='text'>Worker's Party Rally at Hougang, 30 April 2006PAP's Rally at Hougang, 1st May 2006Internet Election Sources:WP Rally at HougangSingapore Election BlogspotXialanxueThe Straight TimesSeriously, Straits Times coverage of the election is biased like fuck. See Xialanxue's blog for a clear example. See all the above links.Sometimes, I think about PAP being efficient and all that, about the greater </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114650127747905564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114650127747905564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114650127747905564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114650127747905564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-straits-times-dont-show.html' title='What Straits Times Don&apos;t Show'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-114619010261402531</id><published>2006-04-28T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:51:16.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come 6th May (cue V for Vendetta voice)</title><summary type='text'>General Flaviua Arelius Chua (cue serious looking Rome Total War general addressing his army) :"My fellow brothers-in-arms, Lords and commons of the Great Republic, come 6th May, 2006, we make a mark in history.For more than a decade our Republic have not seen the light of day, nor heard the calls of night, for we have been blinded by those who sit as our Masters. We have been blinded by our past</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114619010261402531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114619010261402531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114619010261402531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114619010261402531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/come-6th-may-cue-v-for-vendetta-voice.html' title='Come 6th May (cue V for Vendetta voice)'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114597238957426931</id><published>2006-04-25T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:51:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Election and Rome Total War</title><summary type='text'>A small part of me thinks I should run for elections after my exams. How hard can it be? Just talk about some issues, housing, upgrading, care for elderly, education and streaming blah blah. No problem. I am even able to talk technical stuff about human rights and all that.Then I remembered I need to deposit $13,500. Also, I need to fill in some Political Donation Acts form by today i think, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114597238957426931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114597238957426931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114597238957426931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114597238957426931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/election-and-rome-total-war.html' title='Election and Rome Total War'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114564837360672427</id><published>2006-04-22T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T03:39:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Years of Your Life</title><summary type='text'>It's a cool friday night.I had a trust paper in the afternoon.Then I went for dinner.Then I stoned till 3am.Surfed some crap sites.Then I blogged.I feel dead tired, but I don't want to sleep.Not yet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114564837360672427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114564837360672427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114564837360672427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114564837360672427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/best-years-of-your-life.html' title='Best Years of Your Life'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114537992536961628</id><published>2006-04-19T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T01:26:02.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GE3224 CULTURAL LANDSCAPES</title><summary type='text'>GROUP PROJECT:        THE LAW FACULTY AS A LANDSCAPE OF EXCLUSIONDudes, this is damn cool. Somebody did some 45 pg paper on how law students in NUS are exclusive and all that. Quick click on the link before it is removed, and copy it into a word file and take some time to read it after exams. (I've removed the No Right Click script, so you can right click and open in new window.) It has graphs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114537992536961628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114537992536961628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114537992536961628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114537992536961628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/ge3224-cultural-landscapes.html' title='GE3224 CULTURAL LANDSCAPES'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114519168301325487</id><published>2006-04-16T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:42:41.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifesto</title><summary type='text'>Just when I was about to blog something about the PAP manifesto, I realised, Im not about to bed any hot babes soon if they think PAP and Workers' party is all I think about all day.So, I have come to this.I VOW NEVER* TO BLOG ABOUT SINGAPORE POLITICS AGAIN!!!!*For the next two days or so....Yeah! And we shall see how my bedability improves from here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114519168301325487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114519168301325487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114519168301325487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114519168301325487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/manifesto.html' title='Manifesto'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114513793047802888</id><published>2006-04-16T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T05:52:10.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Up</title><summary type='text'>Just when you think things were becoming clean, they get messed up. That's what happens when you fail to keep things in check.It is time to sweep out all the dirt and shut all the doors. Dying clean is better than living in a mess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114513793047802888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114513793047802888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114513793047802888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114513793047802888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning Up'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114512222868060817</id><published>2006-04-16T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:30:28.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Secret</title><summary type='text'>Found this link from Kalyn's blog.Law people have issues.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114512222868060817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114512222868060817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114512222868060817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114512222868060817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/post-secret.html' title='Post Secret'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114486418997112737</id><published>2006-04-13T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:05:56.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Your Vote Matters!</title><summary type='text'>Blogging twice a day, you know for a fact I have no life. Somemore, it's about political issues. I am a sad bloke.So anyway, I watched the Channel News Asia programme where they got a group of young journalists to sit in a forum with MM Lee Kuan Yew. Let me say CNA rocks ass. They have the best news coverage in Singapore by far. Not just in length of time, but in its journalistic integrity. Not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114486418997112737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114486418997112737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114486418997112737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114486418997112737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-your-vote-matters.html' title='Why Your Vote Matters!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595115.post-114484286946733116</id><published>2006-04-12T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T19:54:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Link!</title><summary type='text'>I've added a new link to my list of links. Diary of a Lucky Singaporean.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114484286946733116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114484286946733116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114484286946733116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114484286946733116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-link.html' title='New Link!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114438991136098137</id><published>2006-04-07T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T14:05:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular Injustice</title><summary type='text'>To gain quick popularity, have a figure of authority (viewed as oppresive) sanction you in a rather unfair manner, and publicise it extensively. Don't publicise it yourself, get a few friends to publicise it for you (or you can pay them). Then you'll be a celebrated hero regardless of your merits. The key is to make the right acquitances, because the people who publicise it for you must be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114438991136098137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114438991136098137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114438991136098137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114438991136098137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/popular-injustice.html' title='Popular Injustice'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114426873035286848</id><published>2006-04-06T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T04:36:36.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>License to Blog</title><summary type='text'>I just heard that you need to apply a license to blog about political stuff in Singapore. WHAT THE FUCK. Who the hell in their right minds would pass such laws?? Please get out of my country before you turn it facist. But, so far, you don't need a license to put pictures of boobies. Mmm... boooobbiieess...Sometimes, politics and political legislation are bullshit. WE CAN SEE THROUGH YOUR BULLSHIT</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114426873035286848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114426873035286848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114426873035286848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114426873035286848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/license-to-blog.html' title='License to Blog'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114406817745567168</id><published>2006-04-03T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T20:42:59.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Wrong Things</title><summary type='text'>There's a lot of things wrong with this world.There's the flooding of crap degrees. What's the point of being smart and working hard all your life and getting a good degree in NUS, when a stupid guy with rich parents can get a degree overseas (or some degree from those many institutions popping up that offers University of London certs when you've never been to London), and come back to trump </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114406817745567168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114406817745567168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114406817745567168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114406817745567168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-wrong-things.html' title='All the Wrong Things'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114373449278353872</id><published>2006-03-30T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:17:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinking In</title><summary type='text'>I think things are finally sinking into me. I think I am beginning to see the reality that I've been avoiding.The truth is, things happen over and over again . They never really change. The truth is, it is all about market forces and seeking the best deal for yourself, while you still have high market value. Anyone would have done the same. The truth is, people will hold on tightly to someone who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114373449278353872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114373449278353872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114373449278353872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114373449278353872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/sinking-in.html' title='Sinking In'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114373199575998342</id><published>2006-03-30T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:26:38.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Night 2006!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114373199575998342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114373199575998342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114373199575998342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114373199575998342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/dance-night-2006.html' title='Dance Night 2006!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114345465451316665</id><published>2006-03-27T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T18:17:34.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Boleh!</title><summary type='text'>I think it's time to take back everything bad i said about PAP and all. Sorry ah, please don't sue me or detain me or what. But of course, I take back not due to fear. I take back because I love my country.I take back because I heard my friend, who is staying in a condo, will be getting $700 "Progress Package". If I also get the $700, then I'll be happy for about a week. Imagine, with $700, you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114345465451316665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114345465451316665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114345465451316665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114345465451316665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/singapore-boleh.html' title='Singapore Boleh!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114341034568959600</id><published>2006-03-27T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T06:04:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SM Goh Cares</title><summary type='text'>SM Goh concerned Potong Pasir, Hougang residents will lose out on upgradingSINGAPORE : Senior Minister Goh Chok Tong has expressed concern that Hougang and Potong Pasir residents will lose out on upgrading if they do not vote for the People's Action Party.He has also suggested that the party whip be lifted in Parliament for the PAP MPs if they are elected in these wards.Mr Goh has been tasked by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114341034568959600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114341034568959600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114341034568959600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114341034568959600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/sm-goh-cares.html' title='SM Goh Cares'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114335527007049868</id><published>2006-03-26T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T14:41:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Life of Teens!</title><summary type='text'>I seldom read the local newspapers, but when I do, I realise I really don't get much out of it.For the past two days, the best thing I've got from the straits times is that borders is having a 25% sale off their books. Other than that, I really don't need to know the secret lives of teens based on a survey of 20 "sexually active teens". What's the point of conducting a survey of 20 people, from a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114335527007049868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114335527007049868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114335527007049868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114335527007049868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/secret-life-of-teens.html' title='Secret Life of Teens!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114331310137992440</id><published>2006-03-26T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:58:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking New</title><summary type='text'>Woohoo. I've got a new layout. I actually spent about 5-7 hours on this, and most of the difficult stuff I got off blogskins. I'm not very good at this I guess. Well a lot of the time was spent surfing around for inspiration, so that's an excuse for taking so long.A new layout makes me feel refreshed. Sometimes, you need distractions to keep you focussed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114331310137992440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114331310137992440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114331310137992440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114331310137992440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/spanking-new.html' title='Spanking New'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114286987488794986</id><published>2006-03-20T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:51:16.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come 5th November</title><summary type='text'>"Artists use lies to tell the truth."If you haven't watched V for Vendetta, watch it now.In this comic book hero form, the story speaks of England ruled by an oppressive government. The show starts off with the main lead blowing up of the equivalent of the supreme court building, signifying that the justice system of that city in the show is really a mockery of justice. In that imaginary England,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114286987488794986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114286987488794986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114286987488794986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114286987488794986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/come-5th-november.html' title='Come 5th November'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114233833517506393</id><published>2006-03-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:12:15.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transient Things</title><summary type='text'>After not having listened to the radio for a pretty long time, recently I just got back to the habit of leaving the radio on all day.The radio is just like it has always been, with some changes here and there. Some DJs are the same, some have changed. Some programmes are the same, some new ones have been introduced. Some new songs, some old songs, but still generally the same kind of songs I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114233833517506393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114233833517506393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114233833517506393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114233833517506393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/transient-things.html' title='Transient Things'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-114113841529339075</id><published>2006-03-12T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T17:01:40.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Truths</title><summary type='text'>After quiet meditating and self-reflection, I present to you The Universal Truths.1. Your blog is as boring as the next.2. The grass is always greener on the other side.3. This is just a phase. You'll grow out of it.____________________________I just read the news yesterday that the opposition parties are agreeing among themselves which constituencies to contest, so that there will not be 3-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/114113841529339075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=114113841529339075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114113841529339075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/114113841529339075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/03/universal-truths.html' title='Universal Truths'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113890675450215654</id><published>2006-02-03T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T02:59:14.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blog</title><summary type='text'>Wow. It's been awhile.I haven't written for quite some time.I've almost wanted to write about some things. I've wanted to write something about elections in singapore and PAP and opposition and injustices suffered. I've wanted to write about why are people systematically shutting down blogs one by one by one. I've also almost wanted to write about the concept of time, that our understanding of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113890675450215654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113890675450215654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113890675450215654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113890675450215654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog.html' title='The Blog'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113718381898853237</id><published>2006-01-14T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T04:23:39.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funkamania 2006</title><summary type='text'>I'm just wondering how many people will do a google search on "Funkamania" and end up on this site. Increase my hits!!Okok I shall say something... Good job people and thanks for all the support! hurhurNothing contraversial here.. move along now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113718381898853237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113718381898853237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113718381898853237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113718381898853237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/01/funkamania-2006.html' title='Funkamania 2006'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113645141374394016</id><published>2006-01-05T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:56:53.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Stay</title><summary type='text'>Not Now - Blink 182Come here, please hold my hand for nowHelp me, I'm scared please show me how to fight this, God has a master plan And I guessI am in his demandPlease save me this time I cannot runAnd I'll see you when this is doneAnd now I have come to realizeThat you are the one who's left behind Please stay until I'm goneI'm here hold on to me I'm right hereWaitingI see, a light it feels </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113645141374394016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113645141374394016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113645141374394016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113645141374394016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/01/please-stay.html' title='Please Stay'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113631387310594248</id><published>2006-01-04T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T03:20:21.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Are Things?</title><summary type='text'>Hmz.. this blog looks so drab that it seems like nothing much is going on with my life. But many things are going on. You tend to forget to blog when you get too busy. I'm watching and learning. So fascinating to observe and see what everyone sees but refuses to acknowledge (openly). Im settling down into comfort zone again. Im learning to count my blessings. Im getting more cynical each day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113631387310594248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113631387310594248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113631387310594248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113631387310594248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-are-things.html' title='How Are Things?'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113579843983791938</id><published>2005-12-29T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T04:00:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><summary type='text'>Every once in a while, when the night is quiet and nobody's online, when you aren't having practices or training, when you are not out partying, when you catch up with things you've left alone in your busy life, you see how things are now, and you get reminded, how far things have moved on. For everyone.For better or for worse. It still worked out fine... didn't it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113579843983791938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113579843983791938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113579843983791938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113579843983791938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/12/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113549402924008776</id><published>2005-12-25T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T15:00:29.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Original Games Suck</title><summary type='text'>With all the campaign against piracy, you would think original dealers would step up their standard a little. I just bought an original game, and they were missing 1 disc. What the bloody fuck. When I bought pirated games in the past (when it was ok for consumers to buy), I never had any problems. Seriously. They are much cheaper, they are located in convenient areas, they even allow exchange if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113549402924008776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113549402924008776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113549402924008776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113549402924008776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/12/original-games-suck.html' title='Original Games Suck'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113513943587937642</id><published>2005-12-21T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:30:35.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Practical Man</title><summary type='text'>People always say Chinese or Singaporeans are too practical. Lack romantic flavour. Everything is about money and material things.My father is such a practical man. He won't buy another car (so I can use it more often) coz it spends money. He doesn't nag about talking on the phone too long as long as it doesn't cost us too much. But he nags when you break something because that causes a mess and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113513943587937642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113513943587937642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113513943587937642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113513943587937642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/12/practical-man.html' title='A Practical Man'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113462482419202839</id><published>2005-12-15T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T13:33:44.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Bad</title><summary type='text'>I feel bad for writing the previous entry. So I may take if off one day.I'm going to visit a friend today who had a leg operation recently. To play Risk and to lend him Rome Total War Barbarian Invasion.War games rock.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113462482419202839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113462482419202839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113462482419202839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113462482419202839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/12/feel-bad.html' title='Feel Bad'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113420656824963591</id><published>2005-12-10T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T04:02:52.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartless in the Making</title><summary type='text'>Just yesterday I learnt something really good about my friend. Today, I learnt something really bad about someone else. When it's someone you have always looked up to (and kept a somewhat respectable distance), it's really disappointing to find out, hey, he is not what you thought him to be. Of course, he may have done similar things before, but you always turn a blind eye and give him the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113420656824963591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113420656824963591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113420656824963591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113420656824963591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/12/heartless-in-making.html' title='Heartless in the Making'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113406967074317824</id><published>2005-12-09T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T03:21:10.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Longer 15</title><summary type='text'>Today I just found out a very good friend of mine juz got attached recently. After years of loitering here and there in life, having small directions but no main direction, doing everything he had an opportunity to do, now he's suddenly reading God's Debris and thinking about doing something with his life. Juz having fun, talking cock, late suppers and beo-ing gers is not the way he wants to live</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113406967074317824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113406967074317824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113406967074317824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113406967074317824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-longer-15.html' title='No Longer 15'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113371773406127614</id><published>2005-12-05T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:35:34.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout!</title><summary type='text'>Now I've been thinking about a new layout for this blog for quite some time now. I think since a couple of months ago. And during exams, I was so sure I wanted to do a new layout. Couldn't wait for exams to be over so that I will have time to do a new layout. It's about looking on the outside, what you feel in the inside. So you may feel on the inside like a great, smart, tall, dark, handsome guy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113371773406127614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113371773406127614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113371773406127614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113371773406127614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-layout.html' title='New Layout!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113327787196239598</id><published>2005-11-29T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:24:31.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over!</title><summary type='text'>Exams are over! But then, now I donno what to do. And soon, all the other commitments come in. Fun's over, get to work.Something feels wrong.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113327787196239598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113327787196239598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113327787196239598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113327787196239598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/11/over.html' title='Over!'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113300697916911700</id><published>2005-11-26T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:16:54.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insolvency</title><summary type='text'>I can't concentrate.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113300697916911700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113300697916911700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113300697916911700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113300697916911700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/11/insolvency.html' title='Insolvency'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113283254525826681</id><published>2005-11-24T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T10:31:43.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Corruption Premium</title><summary type='text'>I just got reminded of a fact today.Fact of the day!Singapore Ministers earn about SGD 1,166,844 to SGD 1,458,040 a year. That's about SGD 97,000 to SGD 121,000 per month.  Source Link.One of the reasons is so that they won't get corrupted. Ok. That makes sense. By paying them a million a year, they don't need to resort to corruption to get rich. Money won't tempt them so much as they already </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113283254525826681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113283254525826681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113283254525826681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113283254525826681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/11/anti-corruption-premium.html' title='Anti-Corruption Premium'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113239325874526300</id><published>2005-11-19T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:40:59.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Days</title><summary type='text'>It's been 26 days since I:-Took a 1 and a half hour bus ride alone;Shut myself out with earphones;Looked out the window and appreciated the scenery;Looked at the kallang river from the flyover;Spoke to a girl whom I thought was more than this;Met my brother;Stayed awake and wondered;Spent time alone;and came home.It's times like these that I feel blessed. I've loved my life and tomorrow I'll be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113239325874526300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113239325874526300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113239325874526300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113239325874526300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/11/26-days.html' title='26 Days'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113216584611886511</id><published>2005-11-17T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T02:30:46.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tad of Irony</title><summary type='text'>Isn't it ironic. Never give and every little gift is much appreciated. Always give and people just ask for more.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113216584611886511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113216584611886511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113216584611886511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113216584611886511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/11/tad-of-irony.html' title='Tad of Irony'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113205373565650231</id><published>2005-11-15T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T19:22:15.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the Chinese Called the Ang Mohs Barbarians</title><summary type='text'>When I was young, the media and the schools and basically everything around me taught me a little bit about the history of China. They were isolationist, they were advance in their time but soon lost out to Western powers, and they were, in a way, self-centred. They called the westerners barbarians and treated them as such, when it turned out that the western powers had developed a far stronger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113205373565650231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113205373565650231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113205373565650231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113205373565650231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-chinese-called-ang-mohs-barbarians.html' title='Why the Chinese Called the Ang Mohs Barbarians'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113163239584458524</id><published>2005-11-10T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T02:53:35.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concentration</title><summary type='text'>My Epson Stylus c65 can't print colour except black and blue.The song, San1 Hu2 Hai3 by Jay Chou is running in my head. Though I don't know the lyrics so its just a general impression running through my head.Im running out of Southpark Episodes to slack on.I don't know how to type chinese characters here.Im listening to Chinese songs! Ok, two chinese songs. Both by Jay Chou. He is my portal to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113163239584458524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113163239584458524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113163239584458524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113163239584458524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/11/concentration.html' title='Concentration'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113065500771829751</id><published>2005-10-30T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T18:41:39.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Brightside</title><summary type='text'>Things have not changed as much as they seem.Mr Brightside sounds different to me now. It sounds softer, not so overwhelming. It sounds faded, like I'm hearing it from a distance. It sounds deeper, coz I can hear the inticracies of the tune that I didn't notice before. It sounds familiar, like visiting an old friend. And it still sounds good. Always one of my favourite songs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113065500771829751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113065500771829751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113065500771829751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113065500771829751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/other-brightside.html' title='The Other Brightside'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-113015327308608017</id><published>2005-10-24T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T19:27:58.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Tinted Lenses</title><summary type='text'>I must have been blind for very long. Oblivious to my surroundings. How can so many things look so different now. So many layers that are clearly visible, if you'd only just take a second look. I miss what I used to see.But different doesn't mean bad. It's like walking through a tinted glass door and being overwhelmed with all the new things I see, that used to be just shadows on a tinted glass. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/113015327308608017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=113015327308608017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113015327308608017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/113015327308608017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/through-tinted-lenses.html' title='Through Tinted Lenses'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112990196197577305</id><published>2005-10-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:39:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive</title><summary type='text'>I've been quite busy lately. But it's a good busy. Not too much to weigh me down, just enough to keep the drive going. I don't have much time to sit by myself and reflect nowadays, but when I do, it's good. Keep the drive going, push ahead. The universe unfolds as it should.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112990196197577305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112990196197577305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112990196197577305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112990196197577305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/drive.html' title='Drive'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112944729560971737</id><published>2005-10-16T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:21:36.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Guys</title><summary type='text'>I used to think that girls like guys who are mean to them.Then I realised, only handsome guys could be mean.Damn.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112944729560971737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112944729560971737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112944729560971737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112944729560971737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/bad-guys.html' title='Bad Guys'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112896189789310126</id><published>2005-10-11T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T00:37:54.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dichotomy</title><summary type='text'>One part of me believe that I am being too idealistic and naive. Some others seem to be able to take everything in their stride. So experienced, so sophisticated and so well-tailored in their art, surely they can handle anything that comes their way. Compared to me, a kid, a greenhorn, a freshie in the game, surely I shouldn't be worrying for others, when I can barely take care of myself.Yet, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112896189789310126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112896189789310126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112896189789310126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112896189789310126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/dichotomy.html' title='Dichotomy'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112860033799541167</id><published>2005-10-07T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T21:26:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I just saw a performance by KR Aca Pella. Ok, it's not really a formal performance, just a group of people gathering at the dining hall to sing songs while the residents have their dinner. Quite a fresh concept I think. And the first thing I thought about was how many hall points are they getting for it. Occupational hazard man. The second thing I thought of, was how the ACA head felt. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112860033799541167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112860033799541167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112860033799541167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112860033799541167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112836241220953853</id><published>2005-10-04T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T21:41:00.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is not said.</title><summary type='text'>Busy busy busy. I feel so busy these days. Busy and shrinking. Like my life is getting smaller. I am pushed deeper and deeper into a tunnel and there's less and less I feel around me. While at the same time, Im supposed to be doing management stuff. I see the big picture.I don't usually talk like that. It's this song on my blog. Songs affect my mood. But I still like it. And I feel like I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112836241220953853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112836241220953853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112836241220953853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112836241220953853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-is-not-said.html' title='What is not said.'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112815065562005184</id><published>2005-10-01T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T15:10:55.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knocking on Heaven's Door</title><summary type='text'>Avril Lavinge does a cover of knocking on heaven's door! Ok, it doesn't sound all that great, but its avril and she's cute, so I like it. Poppish version.And I like Guns n Roses' rock version. It's the kinda version that makes you like the song the first time you hear it. Mass and instant appeal. And it makes you look for the original.And then you find the Bob Dylan version. You won't fall in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112815065562005184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112815065562005184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112815065562005184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112815065562005184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/10/knocking-on-heavens-door.html' title='Knocking on Heaven&apos;s Door'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112809471743662936</id><published>2005-09-30T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:55:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not an Important Man</title><summary type='text'>Tonight, I feel like a hanger-on. Everything is going so smoothly without me. I miss the times when I was still a part of it. But when I was a part of it, it seemed like I worked so hard for something that feels like a hollow climax. When I'm not part of it, I feel like I want to be inside.How I wish I still made a difference. I want to be indispensable, to someone.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112809471743662936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112809471743662936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112809471743662936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112809471743662936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/not-important-man.html' title='Not an Important Man'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112750225035660863</id><published>2005-09-24T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T03:04:10.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson #1</title><summary type='text'>First lesson of the day!!: Never over-prepare a speech meant for hall audience. Even if it's well written, it sounds fake when you say it out.More lessons to come!! (Maybe)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112750225035660863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112750225035660863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112750225035660863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112750225035660863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/lesson-1.html' title='Lesson #1'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112739065352763742</id><published>2005-09-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:04:13.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying Girl</title><summary type='text'>Today, I bumped into a girl who had been crying the whole day.I don't really know her, though I know her name and we spoke a few times. We have almost nothing in common other then a few common (distant) friends.  Quite a playful personality. But she looked weak when I saw her. Weak but friendly, and trusting.And I felt a bit concerned. Not because I have a heart of gold. But I think mainly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112739065352763742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112739065352763742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112739065352763742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112739065352763742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/crying-girl.html' title='Crying Girl'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112731571419911551</id><published>2005-09-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T00:22:54.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of the Chinese Song</title><summary type='text'>So one day, the hall was rather empty. Rather quiet. Weather was cool. Like it rained the whole day. Sky was still grey.I didn't feel like doing anything, so I decided to clean up my room. At least it's a mindless task that needs doing. So I went to look for a magic clean stick. Most of my neighbours were not around. So I went down to the fifth floor, walked along the short wing where most of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112731571419911551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112731571419911551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112731571419911551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112731571419911551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/story-of-chinese-song.html' title='Story of the Chinese Song'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112723230110713907</id><published>2005-09-20T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T00:05:01.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HPB Photo</title><summary type='text'>One more photo! Girl from HPB who helped organise the bash...Okok bash is long over time to mug.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112723230110713907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112723230110713907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112723230110713907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112723230110713907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/hpb-photo.html' title='HPB Photo'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112685010318442614</id><published>2005-09-16T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:01:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bling Bling Night</title><summary type='text'>There are times when you would lie on your bed, stare at the ceiling, play old rock ballads and wonder about how empty your life feels. You would think about all the sad things while looking out at the sea and wonder, is there someone out there?And then the someone out there will show you what life can be. By giving you a KR Bling Bling Hall Bash.Is there anything left to smile about?Is there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112685010318442614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112685010318442614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112685010318442614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112685010318442614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/bling-bling-night.html' title='Bling Bling Night'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112673308248681700</id><published>2005-09-15T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T05:24:42.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Cycle</title><summary type='text'>I must not let everything repeat itself. I must not let everything repeat itself. I must not let everything repeat itself. Never agian, never again, never again.Never again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112673308248681700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112673308248681700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112673308248681700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112673308248681700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-cycle.html' title='Life Cycle'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112650741560979690</id><published>2005-09-12T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T14:43:35.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change</title><summary type='text'>I'm a bit tired of my template. Need a change. Total repackage. But I've got no time. Hmz.. maybe during the dec hols.Sometimes it feels like everything is moving so fast. Then when you sit down alone and think about it, it feels like nothing moves. Life is slower as you get older. Or maybe because it's slow music playing in the background (while I'm typing this), that's why I feel the underlying</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112650741560979690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112650741560979690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112650741560979690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112650741560979690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/change.html' title='A Change'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112637887228533640</id><published>2005-09-11T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T03:03:50.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things</title><summary type='text'>It's the little things in life that can really piss people off.Firstly, I couldn't get the car coz my parents wanted to just go somewhere to buy some stuff. I could help them buy, they could walk to somewhere nearby to buy (like what I always do), or they could basically don't buy tonight coz they would go out tomorrow morning anyway. I told them I would be back late so a car would be good and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112637887228533640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112637887228533640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112637887228533640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112637887228533640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/little-things.html' title='The Little Things'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112610999462456559</id><published>2005-09-08T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:19:54.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Night</title><summary type='text'>I feel very free tonight. No hall stuff to do. No tutorials for the rest of the week. So actually, I can start mugging and doing my readings early. But I'm too into the momentum of doing things late late at night. Im tired but I don't feel like sleeping. I feel a bit sick. maybe I should've went clubbing. Or something.But my friend just asked me to go rooftop and drink. Alright!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112610999462456559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112610999462456559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112610999462456559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112610999462456559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/free-night.html' title='Free Night'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112586172093039262</id><published>2005-09-05T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T03:22:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night</title><summary type='text'>Why do some people only sleep very late at night?Because the day still feels incomplete.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112586172093039262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112586172093039262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112586172093039262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112586172093039262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/late-night.html' title='Late Night'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112577089682076998</id><published>2005-09-04T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:37:27.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I feel like I'm being too softhearted. But sometimes I feel like I'm being too wicked. People who seem like they can take such good care of themselves... sometimes can't. They have laid the mattress to cushion the fall, but when they fall, it still hurts. And it's worse because you could see it coming all along, and all along you play pretend like things are alright. But you know it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112577089682076998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112577089682076998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112577089682076998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112577089682076998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112565870583360462</id><published>2005-09-02T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:43:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirt Underneath</title><summary type='text'>It feels so filthy to know that what seems so clean on the surface is choke full of dirt underneath. Either you sleep among the dirt, or you expose the dirt and thoroughly clean everything up.So that you'd be the dirtiest thing left around.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112565870583360462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112565870583360462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112565870583360462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112565870583360462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/dirt-underneath.html' title='Dirt Underneath'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112552421922998533</id><published>2005-09-01T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T05:36:59.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momo</title><summary type='text'>Juz came back from Club Momo. Waoh. It's really different. The people are older. Which is good and bad. Many look like foreigners. The place feels less pretentious in some way. People are friendly. Music is actually not bad. Not too crowded. Seats are available if you wanna sit and rest. Dance floor is spacious enough for you to move about, yet crowded enough for you to lose yourself.I went with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112552421922998533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112552421922998533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112552421922998533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112552421922998533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/09/momo.html' title='Momo'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112516733375112595</id><published>2005-08-28T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T02:28:53.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishing Advice</title><summary type='text'>Some guys like to dish advice on people's blog like they know everything. What the hell man, the people who know what's going on aren't being pressumptious about it, and the people who don't have a clue think they know so much. Surf strangers' blogs, see cute photos, find out she's single, then start dishing advice on her dear safety and well-being. Wazzzzupppp maannnn. If girls in singapore were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112516733375112595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112516733375112595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112516733375112595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112516733375112595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/dishing-advice.html' title='Dishing Advice'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112497748618676241</id><published>2005-08-25T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:44:46.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Screwed Up Com</title><summary type='text'>I totally don't understand my laptop. Just last night, like 5am, it was working fine. I slept a short 4-5 hrs and when I woke up and switched my laptop on, I couldn't connect to the NUS Domain, everything is 10 times slower, and everything is just screwed up.I went to class and came back. Tried again and it's still screwed up. I tried to use system restore but it failed. I clicked on the "help" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112497748618676241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112497748618676241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112497748618676241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112497748618676241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/bloody-screwed-up-com.html' title='Bloody Screwed Up Com'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112492017666714065</id><published>2005-08-25T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T05:49:36.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Get-A-Life</title><summary type='text'>It's time to initiate project get a life!Everytime I remember that law is moving to bukit timah next year, I feel damn sad. Just when I was getting along fine with most ppl in KR. Suddenly, I understand why people like hall life so much. There's (almost) always something for everyone.What is even more admirable, is how everyone deals with awkward situations, bitter affairs and conflicts. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112492017666714065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112492017666714065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112492017666714065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112492017666714065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/project-get-life.html' title='Project Get-A-Life'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112432988215917834</id><published>2005-08-18T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T09:54:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Wisdom</title><summary type='text'>Many things dawned on me today.My friend once told me, for every guy you see working out at the gym, there is a sad story behind their determination. Who would spend hours and loads of money torturing themselves so that they would have a buffer body? People who have failed in the past. People with a sad story to tell. Losers. Losers who want to fight back. Somehow.And maybe this applies to all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112432988215917834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112432988215917834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112432988215917834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112432988215917834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/universal-wisdom.html' title='Universal Wisdom'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112412960228163149</id><published>2005-08-16T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T02:47:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided Fool</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I've just been exhuasted in battle today.I may offend some people in this entry. So be warned. But I'll put it in the most diplomatic way possible.So there I was thinking and thinking about running for KR dance vice chair. I thought about what I wanted to do, how to sell myself, what qualities I had that can prove useful etc. This is probably the hardest I've thought about school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112412960228163149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112412960228163149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112412960228163149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112412960228163149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/undecided-fool.html' title='Undecided Fool'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112391293056125235</id><published>2005-08-13T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T14:02:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy as a bee</title><summary type='text'>Half the lancers group.We have an ambition. To earn lotsa money and go vietnam to be a warlord.The "quite popular" girl. Fwah!The quiet rocker.New pretty.Old pretty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112391293056125235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112391293056125235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112391293056125235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112391293056125235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/busy-as-bee.html' title='Busy as a bee'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112368440547146274</id><published>2005-08-10T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T22:33:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Little Secret</title><summary type='text'>So many things beneath the surface. Things are getting more interesting everyday! Everyone knows and everyone turns the other side. It was like that in the past. It is like that now.On a different note, I was supposed to mug yesterday. But I watched a movie instead, coz I thought today was gonna be a free day so I can mug. But I donno where today went. Whole day I was just hanging around here and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112368440547146274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112368440547146274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112368440547146274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112368440547146274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/dirty-little-secret.html' title='Dirty Little Secret'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112334869620883984</id><published>2005-08-07T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T01:18:16.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Day</title><summary type='text'>"At the end of the day, Nothing lost, nothing gained. Everything is still the same, At the end of the day."  - Tat Hsien I think this is a damn cool poem (if you can call it that). Quick, everyone paste on their msn now!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112334869620883984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112334869620883984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112334869620883984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112334869620883984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-of-day.html' title='End of the Day'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112309500273224018</id><published>2005-08-04T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:50:02.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Lifestyle</title><summary type='text'>Something is going on!Things are different now. People have grown up. Taken more responsibilities. Taken ownership. The music sounds different now. Suddenly, even oldies have a different meaning. Everything has a different meaning. The people who you know are unscurpulous are the same people you have diplomatic respect for. You start to understand the behaviour of those who you used to look down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112309500273224018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112309500273224018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112309500273224018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112309500273224018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-lifestyle.html' title='The New Lifestyle'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112288810382459056</id><published>2005-08-01T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:21:43.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Sem Resolutions</title><summary type='text'>It's the start of the new sem, and it's time to make my life better than it was. And here is a list of what I have to do.1. To be less phantom in hall. To influence something. Maybe go for dance comm. And make a difference.2. Never to rest on my laurels. Good things don't last forever. That's why they are so precious.3. To be less phantom in law. But what do I really want out of this? I'm not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112288810382459056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112288810382459056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112288810382459056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112288810382459056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-sem-resolutions.html' title='New Sem Resolutions'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112271916806592180</id><published>2005-07-30T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T03:53:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KR Oreintation - The Weiner Fest</title><summary type='text'>That's right. Where in Singapore can you find the most number of guys to every girl, excluding the army? Is it Engine Camp? No. Is it School of Computing? No. Welcome to the master of all Weiner Fests (term adopted from a good friend in hall called Lionel Sng Kai Lun) - KR Hall Oreintation.During the pool games, a casual observer might just mistake it for a boy's school camp. One glance and you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112271916806592180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112271916806592180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112271916806592180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112271916806592180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/07/kr-oreintation-weiner-fest.html' title='KR Oreintation - The Weiner Fest'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112239963204355515</id><published>2005-07-27T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T01:44:56.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellowed People</title><summary type='text'>These few days in the KR FWOC have been pretty good so far.For one, I feel more close to KR than I probably ever did last year. Suddenly, there's a sense of common understanding among most guys I talk to. Even people who I used to not like seems to have become more matured, more mellowed, more settled and less wanting. Hall gives you a chance to do things you'd probably never think you could do. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112239963204355515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112239963204355515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112239963204355515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112239963204355515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/07/mellowed-people.html' title='Mellowed People'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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-5595115.post-112205099920052822</id><published>2005-07-23T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T00:49:59.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Brightside</title><summary type='text'>Somehow, this song really hits home.Mr Brightside - The KillersI’m coming out of my cage  And I’ve been doing just fine  Gotta gotta gotta be down  Because I want it all  It started out with a kiss  How did it end up like this  It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss  Now I’m falling asleep  And she’s calling a cab  While he’s having a smoke  And she’s taking a drag  Now they’re going to bed  And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/feeds/112205099920052822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5595115&amp;postID=112205099920052822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112205099920052822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595115/posts/default/112205099920052822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewaytrack.blogspot.com/2005/07/mr-brightside.html' title='Mr Brightside'/><author><name>Tat Hsien</name><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>
