<?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-38564500</id><updated>2011-12-24T01:37:59.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go again</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kenneth</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>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38564500.post-8466633429071476607</id><published>2011-12-17T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:24:06.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone's coming back tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8466633429071476607?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8466633429071476607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8466633429071476607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8466633429071476607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8466633429071476607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/12/someones-coming-back-tomorrow-d.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1728596889787576556</id><published>2011-10-31T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:01:38.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I get on the MRT in Ang Mo Kio and in the blink of an eye I'm at Bukit Gombak.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, this might be because I take the MRT at 6am and my eye-blinks are approximately 35mins long (much to the chagrin of pregnant women, children and the elderly), but there you go. There was once I even woke up to find myself at Yew Tee...going &lt;i&gt;back&lt;/i&gt; towards Marina Bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to sleep earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, Heavenly Moon is a great song :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1728596889787576556?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1728596889787576556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1728596889787576556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1728596889787576556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1728596889787576556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-get-on-mrt-in-ang-mo-kio-and-in-blink.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4948865499943437558</id><published>2011-10-05T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:41:58.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brilliant day yesterday and today I wake up to realize that my next few years are going to be spent back at Kranji 3 I swear I'm never escaping that place.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, they have godly (and expensive) fried rice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, being a technician isn't a slack vocation at all; who'd have thought?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4948865499943437558?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4948865499943437558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4948865499943437558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4948865499943437558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4948865499943437558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/10/brilliant-day-yesterday-and-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5247639480354780065</id><published>2011-09-21T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:11:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I got home really late today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a completely unrelated note, some thoughts on man-management:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assume you're in charge of a group of people. Now assume that there's some friction going on between them, something like, I don't know, a few culprits consistently harassing one guy until he can't take it and complains to you. This is known as a Problem, and you have one of 2 ways to solve it-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Investigate, identify the culprits, and punish them as a deterrent to others-in short, do your job. Of course, this actually takes a modicum of effort, so you always could instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Intentionally waste everyone's time (victim included), drag your feet, do absolutely nothing, waste everyone's time (did I mention that already?), completely miss the point, go off on a mild ramble about something entirely unrelated, relate childhood tales (when I was your age...) to your increasingly fidgety and reluctant audience, and keep this show of ineffectuality up until no one ever complains to you again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, if you don't receive any complaints, there aren't any problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5247639480354780065?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5247639480354780065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5247639480354780065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5247639480354780065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5247639480354780065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/09/wow-i-got-home-really-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3864731191261143784</id><published>2011-09-11T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:26:59.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Airports always invoke a sense of nostalgia; a reminder of days past when I actually used to go on holidays with my family, sitting excitedly in the window (or aisle; depending on whether I won the let-me-sit-next-to-the-window fight with Christine) seat with face pressed against the plastic knowing that in a matter of hours i'd be halfway around the world in a completely foreign land having the time of my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other side of the departure gate, though, it's a sense of wistfulness; a feeling of happiness for the person embarking on her (not "his"; for the most part, all 'his'-es are busy Defending The Nation) journey but also one tinged with selfish regret, after all, whenever someone enters a new stage of her life she also leaves yours irrevocably--perhaps she'll return, but you know it won't ever be the same person, but rather someone subtly remolded in myriad different ways from myriad experiences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, the viewing gallery at T3 is a godly place to just crash and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3864731191261143784?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3864731191261143784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3864731191261143784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3864731191261143784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3864731191261143784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/09/airports-always-invoke-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8290262985807533277</id><published>2011-07-14T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:42:14.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The PROPER way(s) to get from Hougang Avenue 7, The Florida, to Kranji Camp III&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Gothere.sg is a piece of shit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi guys, in the interests of all my readers who've always wondered how to get from my home to Kranji Camp 3 (i.e. no one), I have, after a week of waking up at 530am, cursing, and inevitably running in barely on time for first parade compiled an exhaustive list of all plausible ways to do so. You may thank me in the future or with a thoughtful gift (min price &amp;gt;$10 thanks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOING THERE: (6.00AM)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Route 1: Walk abit -&amp;gt; Bus 74 to AMK -&amp;gt; MRT to Yew Tee -&amp;gt; Bus 302 to the-place-near-my-camp -&amp;gt; Walk for 1km+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the shortest route on paper and also the route suggested by gothere.sg. It is also pretty much the worst route imaginable. DO NOT TAKE THIS. While brilliant in theory, bus 74 is a terrible place to be at 6am. Practically its entire route to AMK is jammed and for some reason everyone at every single bus stop along the way is waiting for 74 too, for some reason. This turns a quick and painless 20-25min journey into a 45-50min slow, lumbering crawl. Unless you enjoy spending a good part of an hour squeezed against the few (un?)lucky people near you, smelling each other's body odor/cologne/whatever it is people put on themselves in the morning (not clothes), go find another route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Route 2: Walk abit -&amp;gt; Any bus to either Hougang or Kovan -&amp;gt; MRT to Serangoon -&amp;gt; MRT to Bishan -&amp;gt; MRT to Yew Tee -&amp;gt; Bus 302 -&amp;gt; Walk for 1km+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...Like this one! Essentially the same as Route #1, but you get to trade the insanity of an early-morning Bus 74 for the relative peace and quiet of the MRT. Relative, of course, because while the NEL and (if you're lucky) the CCL will be empty and comfortable, by the time you get to Bishan at around 6.45 everyone else would have woken up too. Some small comfort as you jostle madly for a place, though; you got on earlier, so you can stare smugly at those idiots who took Route #1 above as they try desperately to squeeze in at AMK. Take that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Route 3 aka The Smart Option aka I ONLY DISCOVERED THIS AFTER 4 DAYS DAMN: Walk quite abit -&amp;gt; Bus 161 to Woodlands -&amp;gt; MRT to Yew Tee -&amp;gt; Bus 302 -&amp;gt; Walk for 1km+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the best route ever seriously; it's at least 10mins faster than Routes #1 and #2. If you're staring at your screen and wondering why the hell 10mins is even relevant, you've obviously never stayed across the island from a place you have to be at 715 every morning, you lucky bastard. You'll be taking bus 161 from one end of its route to another, which means you can sleep happily in one corner of the bus and hopefully arrive in camp in slightly less of a stupor. Half of its route is on an expressway, which ensures a smooth journey and perfect sleeping comfort ^_^ /end advertisement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tl;dr: Don't get posted to Kranji if you stay in Hougang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(but if you do, take route #3 to get to camp.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NOTES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) Route #1 is a much much better route for the return journey; while 74 is ridiculously crowded at AMK station the crowd soon peters out around Serangoon and this ensures a relatively smooth journey home thereon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) Route #3 changes slightly on the way home: Getting on 161 at Woodlands during peak hour is insane, I had to skip one bus because it was full today. AT THE INTERCHANGE; SINCE WHEN ARE BUSES FULL AT THE INTERCHANGE?!! Also you can get down at Sengkang and switch to 136 which shortens journey time :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok this feels weird me giving instructions to myself &lt;i&gt;why couldn't I have known this 4 days ago?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8290262985807533277?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8290262985807533277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8290262985807533277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8290262985807533277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8290262985807533277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/07/proper-ways-to-get-from-hougang-avenue.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2854582114197629067</id><published>2011-07-03T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:21:03.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit I accidentally deleted my entire links column (you know, the only thing that my blog's been good for for the past few months) and now I'm lazy to type it back so...if there's been anyone apart from me using my blog as a linkstorm I apologize. Doubt it though; my old blog was so dead even Sallycute stopped posting on the tagboard...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2854582114197629067?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2854582114197629067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2854582114197629067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2854582114197629067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2854582114197629067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/07/shit-i-accidentally-deleted-my-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6051168392026772294</id><published>2011-04-20T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:27:59.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I'm well aware that I'll be singing a different tune in approximately a few weeks' time but seriously enlisting in May &lt;i&gt;is the worst shit ever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humans are by nature social creatures, and with 1) practically everyone else in army and 2) no job, my opportunity for social interaction nowadays is limited; put it another way, I am fucking bored stoning at home every day literally doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes you self righteous people may point out that I am wasting my time here (which, ironically, is &lt;i&gt;my entire point&lt;/i&gt;) and I would be better off spending it doing something productive like, i don't know, learning Chinese or something but I would like to remind you that boredom is not alleviated by doing something, but rather doing something that you enjoy doing, otherwise the act of typing this half-rant half-blogpost would inadvertently make it unnecessary for me to do so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end of As is not supposed to be like this seriously whoever's in army now, you can take this as a form of comfort because I am arguably more miserable than all of you right now; at least your 2-year clock is ticking while mine is as stagnant as I am every day at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh also it doesn't help that my computer doesnt work at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if there's one bright side to this thing it's that I'm actually looking forward to entering army now, would you believe that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/end rant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6051168392026772294?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6051168392026772294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6051168392026772294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6051168392026772294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6051168392026772294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/04/ok-im-well-aware-that-ill-be-singing.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6870061642744374919</id><published>2011-03-31T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:19:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they look at me with jaded eyes&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ask, understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i repeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slowly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which part you dont understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entire thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;facepalm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first part you understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second part you understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now entire thing can already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd last day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6870061642744374919?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6870061642744374919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6870061642744374919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6870061642744374919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6870061642744374919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/03/they-look-at-me-with-jaded-eyes-i-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1606669043628226214</id><published>2011-02-26T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T21:49:19.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Review of major rides at USS:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jurassic Park:&lt;/b&gt; Huge disappointment. The only thing it has in common with its cousin in Florida is the name. The local version focuses far more on psychological thrills (drifting through a completely dark tunnel, random dinosaurs jumping out at you from nowhere) than physical ones, which makes it ultimately disappointing-the drop at the end is a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Mummy: &lt;/b&gt;This is perhaps Universal Studios' best signature ride and it delivers exactly what you expect it to--psychological and physical thrills. While Florida has an excellent moving-backward sequence, the local version executes a far better plot. Otherwise, they are essentially the same ride and that isn't a bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Battlestar Galactica: &lt;/b&gt;The Human (red track) is a relatively mild ride, especially given the imposing layout of the track. Other than the opening 14-storey drop, the rest of the ride consists of high-speed banks and turns which, while fun, isn't exactly exhilarating--or maybe it just isn't my kind of thing. The Cylon (blue track) is far better in my opinion; it has the same thrilling 14-storey drop, but more fun (a hanging coaster is always superior to a sitting one) followed by an elaborate sequence of half-rolls and corkscrews as well as a signature loop which I felt made the ride far more thrilling than its counterpart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k sorry readers I have no idea why my language is so pretentious; it's getting harder for me to find the correct adjectives to describe the rides. Other stuff like Waterworld, etc. were quite impressive with the stunts going on, although Monster Rock was a letdown (partially because of a dead audience and partially because, as one dissatisfied audience member put it, "even chuyong dances better than them.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tl;dr: jurassic park sucks, the mummy is decent, BSG cylon is a must-ride, i had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tl;dr: Jurassic Park sucks, The Mummy is good/decent, BSG Cylon is the best ride in the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1606669043628226214?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1606669043628226214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1606669043628226214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1606669043628226214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1606669043628226214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/02/review-of-major-rides-at-uss-jurassic.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5250127777714771635</id><published>2011-01-17T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:53:27.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vanisa tells me I make some good points. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I am in taiwan and it is mother cold and whenever i finally manage to get online (tearing the laptop away from the clutches of hw and xw) no one else is online so i end up posting random posts on my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting work once I get back home on friday :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5250127777714771635?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5250127777714771635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5250127777714771635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5250127777714771635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5250127777714771635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2011/01/vanisa-tells-me-i-make-some-good-points.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7450579062614131431</id><published>2010-12-19T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:34:46.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people celebrate the revival of a dead blog by changing their blogskin; I spend my time on cbox.ws trying to delete all the spammers from my tagboard. Not that it helps though, they just keep on coming, like Pushing Against A Wall Of Water.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(why did I capitalize that?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay fine it's abit late for exam jokes given that 1) prelims are over and, far more importantly, 2) As are over (!!) but forgive me I haven't exactly blogged properly here in ages. So, a quick summary--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. As were a curious mix of a travesty and a challenge, and I'd rather not think about how well I did until next year (preferably never, if I can help it, but given that my results will be shoved infront of my face in about 2 months theres little I can do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The highlights of bridge chalet 2 days ago (apart from the entire damn place being haunted) were, in no particular order, the J1s thinking that I was good at TFT just because I could beat insane AI; yensen refusing to walk over from his comfortable...niche...at jap club chalet despite being all of 50 meters away, lanning with the J1s (yilin actually plays a surprisingly decent Invoker) and me playing XG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Speaking of XG, XG is always a highlight AND IT'S ACTUALLY REASONABLY PRICED NOW--of course this doesn't mean that I'll spend less, it just means that I get to enjoy myself more before I fall into inevitable destitution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(terrible exam joke #2: define destitute.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. XGXGXGXGXG 5 buttons is ridiculously hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Youth Teams just ended, we actually lost to ACJC J1s (the story of which I cannot recount here for fear of sounding elitist (is it elitist to call someone terrible if he truly is terrible...?)) but suffice to say I will always remember that 3ntx+1 vul is 950 from today onwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. BOWEN HAS AGREED TO POSTPONE TIME TO BOOK TICKETS FOR SLEEPOVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7450579062614131431?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7450579062614131431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7450579062614131431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7450579062614131431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7450579062614131431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-people-celebrate-revival-of-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6706711435309780817</id><published>2010-11-28T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T15:50:29.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well since my blog is fast settling into its niche role as the hub from which spokes to other blogs extend, I updated my links :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6706711435309780817?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6706711435309780817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6706711435309780817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6706711435309780817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6706711435309780817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-since-my-blog-is-fast-settling.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-217546999075201574</id><published>2010-11-02T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:37:12.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;kenneth says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ehy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; you going for chem test next week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yanwei  this person is going to RUN OFF FOR BIG MUGGERY says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenneth says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but i heard quite important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; as in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; they might give questions similar to a level qns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yanwei  this person is going to RUN OFF FOR BIG MUGGERY says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; w/e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenneth says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yanwei  this person is going to RUN OFF FOR BIG MUGGERY says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; idrc srsly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-217546999075201574?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/217546999075201574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=217546999075201574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/217546999075201574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/217546999075201574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/11/kenneth-says-ehy-you-going-for-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4236680780718750476</id><published>2010-10-23T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T14:29:32.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I actually am rather scared for A levels they are in like what, 2 weeks' time? Everyone's mugging-even yanwei is mugging-and I'm like the only one slacking around laddering it up&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to recover faster I swear once I've recovered I'm just going to hardcore mug all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heal faster plz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4236680780718750476?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4236680780718750476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4236680780718750476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4236680780718750476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4236680780718750476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/10/ok-i-actually-am-rather-scared-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8971867313680352211</id><published>2010-10-04T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T02:06:38.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow Starhub is damn audacious not only does it sell me a shitty broadband (ok technically it's free but that isn't the point) it spams the top of my windows with advertisements for its own services.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay comeon firstly I obviously am ALREADY using Starhub broadband (hence your advertisements glaring at me) and secondly this is a very annoying form of insidious advertising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prelim results were exactly what I was aiming for; quite happy w/ my results (although I still believe GP was unfairly marked) but ofc parents continuing to nag me daily to study. Which I will, eventually, I guess, but there's so much &lt;i&gt;time&lt;/i&gt; left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8971867313680352211?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8971867313680352211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8971867313680352211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8971867313680352211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8971867313680352211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/10/wow-starhub-is-damn-audacious-not-only.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4450232832090153839</id><published>2010-09-27T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:13:06.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mozarc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4450232832090153839?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4450232832090153839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4450232832090153839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4450232832090153839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4450232832090153839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/09/mozarc.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8823128372064768075</id><published>2010-09-26T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:26:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are alot of things I want to say but I can't because this is a public blog (although with the readership I have it might very well be private) and there are some things that, yknow, you don't want the world to know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suffice to say that this is -supposedly- the prime of our lives (who're you kidding, seriously, we only live once and after we die it's gonna be a depressing miasma of darkness/nothingness that we can't even experience [ok I know that that just sounded like some typical emo nsk rant but there's actual logic behind those generic phrases (and this is here because I couldn't resist putting a bracket in a bracket in a bracket)]) and I'm wasting it completely by failing where others have succeeded and generally feeling abandoned ok this is becoming way too emo where is the goddamn post lock function&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-rest of post saved to notepad-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8823128372064768075?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8823128372064768075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8823128372064768075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8823128372064768075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8823128372064768075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/09/there-are-alot-of-things-i-want-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4905874118056587219</id><published>2010-09-21T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:48:58.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The prelims so far have been a smorgasbord of tediousness, careless mistakes and hilarity.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GPEssay-wrote essay in a conversational tone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GPCompre-didn't finish AQ (damn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EconsCS-struggled with the not-very-straightforward qns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EconsEssay-an indiscribable fiasco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phy2-DIDN'T FINISH PLANNING (but apparently had time to draw rotom-f)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phy3-completely forgot how a metronome worked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem2-rather disastrous with lots of careless mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem3-picked wrong questions to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math1-a ridiculous amount of careless mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, at least it isn't the As...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4905874118056587219?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4905874118056587219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4905874118056587219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4905874118056587219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4905874118056587219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/09/prelims-so-far-have-been-smorgasbord-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1365918403806675541</id><published>2010-09-11T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:17:34.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aikeke i finished the entire HCI math paper today it was an infuriating affair but 5h50min is enough to take down 24 questions of unbearable tediousness&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok I shouldn't be so happy since I guess a few hundred hwachongians did the same thing in the same time period last year but nvm this is a Milestone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now prelims are in 2 days time to (try to) pwn it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1365918403806675541?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1365918403806675541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1365918403806675541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1365918403806675541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1365918403806675541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/09/aikeke-i-finished-entire-hci-math-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1036713023884725924</id><published>2010-09-04T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T02:33:40.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy to clear my tagboard of the spam. If Videogirl says blogwalking is a journey, let her be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized I sincerely miss drumming ever since I 1) stopped lessons in preparation for As and 2) Y****n destroyed my drum throne by sitting on it (damn genius seriously), especially when I listen to songs that I used to spam. Like damned if I do you, ocean avenue etc k after As I'm going to buy a damn imba set and start practicing like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that note, also after As:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bridge, shoddy, gfdm, watch a backlog of movies, read liar game manga to figure out why the hell earthquakes occur...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;list to be updated as inspiration strikes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1036713023884725924?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1036713023884725924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1036713023884725924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1036713023884725924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1036713023884725924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-too-lazy-to-clear-my-tagboard-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5852718867016347968</id><published>2010-08-18T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:18:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18/8/10-uninstalled shoddy and bbo :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5852718867016347968?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5852718867016347968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5852718867016347968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5852718867016347968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5852718867016347968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/08/18810-uninstalled-shoddy-and-bbo.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6235076236808460824</id><published>2010-08-18T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:13:34.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how quickly things change&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the start of this year ago:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to school -&gt; sleep through &lt;s&gt;almost&lt;/s&gt; every lesson -&gt; play bridge -&gt; go home -&gt; dota my night away -&gt; sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to school -&gt; stay awake &amp;amp; pay attention for most lessons -&gt; eat a quick lunch -&gt; mug in library until 8pm or yanwei asplodes (whichever comes first) -&gt; go home -&gt; shoddy awhile -&gt; mug till i fall asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6235076236808460824?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6235076236808460824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6235076236808460824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6235076236808460824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6235076236808460824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-quickly-things-change-at-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1339694201919203339</id><published>2010-08-15T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:32:35.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/TGgIh6zHroI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wX3KuUNz0CI/s1600/thelastairbender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/TGgIh6zHroI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wX3KuUNz0CI/s320/thelastairbender.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505659923272806018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1339694201919203339?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1339694201919203339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1339694201919203339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1339694201919203339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1339694201919203339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/TGgIh6zHroI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wX3KuUNz0CI/s72-c/thelastairbender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38564500.post-4212964119374624762</id><published>2010-04-03T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T10:49:44.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's Garfield comic is hilarious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4212964119374624762?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4212964119374624762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4212964119374624762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4212964119374624762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4212964119374624762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/04/todays-garfield-comic-is-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5536492034628035589</id><published>2010-03-24T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:43:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of things have happened since I last posted. Not surprising, since I haven't posted in practically forever, but I haven't had any motivation. Does anyone actually read this?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, a quick summary--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We won HCI Cup, which wasn't actually all that easy. Nevertheless, one down, 2 more trophies to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CTs have also started. With minimal studying from me. Econs is probably going to hover around D. Math asploded on me--damn disappointing--should be able to get B at least. Chem also looks like a B. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn these CTs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5536492034628035589?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5536492034628035589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5536492034628035589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5536492034628035589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5536492034628035589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/03/lots-of-things-have-happened-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3140441706622566941</id><published>2010-03-09T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:47:59.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summary: Jack Neo's a piece of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3140441706622566941?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3140441706622566941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3140441706622566941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3140441706622566941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3140441706622566941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/03/george-yeo-has-asked-all-singaporeans.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3490924095012631912</id><published>2010-02-16T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:53:57.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hey, I haven't updated in a while. Not like it's surprising y'all anymore, I guess. This blog is fast turning into a random event kinda thing. Yknow, you guys occasionally check this blog in a fit of dreariness/boredom, not really expecting a post, when suddenly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~~*RANDOM EVENT!*~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Fontcolour back to normal--check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Caps off-check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Bold off-check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Tildes off...oh wait...okay there. Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Holyshit that was damn gay I'm never doing that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This CNY is not turning out to be a happy one. Stuff have happened, which most of you probably know about already, and I'm not really a fan of shouting my troubles to the world. As great readers are all (some? most?) of you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Either way, this CNY isn't really turning out well, which really is a pity because it's the only holiday we get in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay I shouldn't trivialize everything into a matter of holidays. Sigh. /cue emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On another note, I finally finished Questionable Content in all of...5 days, after Jingxian intro'd it to me last thursday. I really am insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ok that sounded wayyyyy worse than it ought to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3490924095012631912?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3490924095012631912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3490924095012631912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3490924095012631912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3490924095012631912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-i-havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8880834884636692557</id><published>2010-01-10T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:49:28.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear readers! I present the HOUGANG MALL BUBBLE TEA CHALLENGE, jointly organized by me and xw, who, incidentally, will be sponsoring the prizes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The challenge goes thus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a SWEETTALK opposite Pastamania right outside Hougang Mall. Your challenge is to successfully order a cup of bubble tea &lt;i&gt;without pearls. &lt;/i&gt;You are allowed to tell the auntie that you don't want pearls when you are ordering, however you are not allowed to scream at her to stop once her ladle is poised relentlessly over the giant tin of pearls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Correct way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi auntie, can I have [insert fruit] [insert tea] here, no pearls, &lt;i&gt;no pearls, &lt;/i&gt;NO PEARLS, thanks :D"&lt;br /&gt;-5 minutes later-&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, a refreshing cup of bub-WHY ARE THERE PEARLS HERE ASDFG"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi auntie, can I have [insert fruit] [insert tea] here, no pearls, thanks :D"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-2mins later-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"AUNTIE NO PEARLS AHH STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING STOP STOP STOP RAGEMODE ASBGWIUBGWERJBVEWRG"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you succeed, XW will treat you to a cup of bubble tea. Good deal no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now go forth and fail miserably!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8880834884636692557?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8880834884636692557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8880834884636692557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8880834884636692557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8880834884636692557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-dear-readers-i-present-hougang-mall.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-841378169089077069</id><published>2010-01-07T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:33:52.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys I haven't posted in a ridiculously long time. I realise I use the adjective 'ridiculously' a rid...way too often. There's probably a far more obscure word with the exact same meaning hidden somewhere within the 100 pages of 1000 WORDS YOU NEED TO KNOW FOR SATS (photocopied, incidentally, by tingfang, whom I am very grateful to. Grateful enough to thank her publicly, at least, although she doesn't read my blog and the number of readers I have is laughable, so the extent to which this demonstrates my gratefulness is open to debate. Yay or Nay? The tagboard awaits your comments.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway (where was I?), this post is to let yall know I'm still alive. To my persistent readers, who can somehow tolerate sporadic updates once/month, you guys need to suggest topics for my blog. Which will go through an elaborate screening and vetting process (read: me looking at your suggestions and going "what the hell, no way") before being written. Or, as I suspect the case may be, discarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is assuming I still have readers left. Also, I hope everyone got the lailailai reference 2 paragraphs ago, because if you didn't, you probably finished the paragraph thinking that the writer was an idiot. Which is probably true, actually, but that's beside the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember how I used to blog; I just wrote down inane things that happened in the day. That was before I realised no one gives a shit about what I do. Or maybe they do, which is slightly more than a little disturbing and even more incentive for me to not write about how I spend my days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway this post has been long enough. Not bad, 500 words of pure vapidness. I still have my RI essaywriting skills with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-841378169089077069?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/841378169089077069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=841378169089077069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/841378169089077069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/841378169089077069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-guys-i-havent-posted-in-ridiculously.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3965074254082239139</id><published>2009-12-21T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:05:08.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a new theory on life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If everyone I knew mastered a specific rhythm game, we could one day all tap/strum/drum/dance/hammer buttons/whack away/spin to one song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a party that would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, Econs calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3965074254082239139?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3965074254082239139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3965074254082239139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3965074254082239139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3965074254082239139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-new-theory-on-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3180656918523365641</id><published>2009-12-09T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:12:59.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok the holidays are damn boring because everyone is overseas. So I am bored enough to complain on this blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who follow xw's blog, Princess Peach is saved, no thanks to the slacker Mario (pronounced MEH-re-oh according to Junyi) who spent the entire final stage in a bubble while Luigi heroically propellered/scrambled/tanked his way to the end, only to be cruelly killed by the heartless lava as Mehreoh stole all the glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't, uh, too bad. I'd love to have something to blog about but unfortunately I really AM THAT BORED so the least I can do is to condemn you to a life of equal boredom reading this inane post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3180656918523365641?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3180656918523365641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3180656918523365641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3180656918523365641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3180656918523365641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/12/ok-holidays-are-damn-boring-because.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1244424429709382984</id><published>2009-12-02T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:47:11.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The chalet was damn fun. It was also damn small. Remind me to volunteer to book chalets for people next time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, everyone who organized the chalet did a great job. No idea how much effort was put in, but it was obvious that a LOT of planning went into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, the random slack parts like Truth/Dare were interesting as well. Whoever knew Jingxian would...nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1244424429709382984?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1244424429709382984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1244424429709382984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1244424429709382984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1244424429709382984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/12/chalet-was-damn-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7401128116165752265</id><published>2009-11-29T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:47:51.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is everyone so interested in my opinion on Ruth, I will never understand.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given that I actually have a topic for this post, for once, I can't exactly ramble on incoherently like I always do for all of my other posts. I also have no idea exactly what to write about. It's like one of those GP essays, yknow, &lt;i&gt;consider the value of play&lt;/i&gt;, where you stare at the topic, go "what the hell?!" and eventually start writing something in the vague hope of scoring something higher than 26.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, uh, I shall begin with the first time I met her. Oh my tian this sounds retarded already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contrary to popular belief, it wasn't on a starry night/rainy day/against a backdrop of swelling orchestral music (depending on your preference in drama serials), but in some boring classroom on the third floor of Block B. I recall cursing when I realised that my entire class was full of scholars. I also recall Ruth introducing herself as a TSD student and me thinking &lt;i&gt;that's interesting, so that's what a TSD student looks like.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, Chester is also a TSD student, so that's not saying much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok wait i have just been interrupted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ruth@ruth-ng.com says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; if i find a long account &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ruth@ruth-ng.com says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; on how we met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ruth@ruth-ng.com says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i will not speak to you for the entire chalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That settled, moving away from the story of how we met and skipping past random events which &lt;i&gt;I will not mention &lt;/i&gt;(I can almost hear the collective groans now), I shall now give everyone a crashcourse on how to recognize Ruth if, for some reason, you have no idea what she looks like but still have the audacity to tag on my tagboard asking for this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1: Hairband&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The key thing, which most novices fail to realise, is that you do not spot Ruth by looking for her. You instead look for the hairband, then skim the general area around it until you find an utterly perplexed Ruth staring at you wondering why the hell you're staring at her forehead. If the hairband-wearer isn't Ruth, scream "BLASPHEMY!", tear the hairband from the unholy being's head and hurl it into the Biodiversity Pond (optional).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2: Paint&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a well-known fact that Ruth never wears a clean uniform. Look out for paint, blanko and miscellaneous debris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3: Company&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is by far the easiest method. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 1: Find Haiwei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 2: Follow him around the entire day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 3: Wait until he starts to suan a lanky guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 4: Look slightly to the lanky guy's left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 5: You failed! Look slightly to the lanky guy's right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 6: Yep, that's Ruth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now go forth and spot her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7401128116165752265?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7401128116165752265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7401128116165752265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7401128116165752265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7401128116165752265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-is-everyone-so-interested-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-989124249396459747</id><published>2009-11-22T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:51:50.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uh okay I have completely run out of topics to post SO I shall post about whatever youall want me to post about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tag what subject you want and I'll write about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-989124249396459747?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/989124249396459747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=989124249396459747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/989124249396459747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/989124249396459747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/11/uh-okay-i-have-completely-run-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1261309881153467904</id><published>2009-11-12T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:59:10.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gwen if you do not update your blog soon it will become more dead than mine. And I can tell you from personal experience that dead blogs are vaguely troublesome. It's like a dead body lying somewhere in the middle of your pristine Internet Explorer/Chrome (or, if you insist, Firefox. What is &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt; with you?). You prod it occasionally with your foot, but it refuses to move. And it attracts a steady stream of commentators going WAI IZ YOUR BLOG DED UPDATE PLZ until you one day decide to revive it only to realise that your blog is but a pale shadow of the majestic creation it once was, with the former grandiose and elegantly crafted sentences reduced to a singularly long run-on sentence, much like the one I'm typing now, although, if you aren't anything like me (and chances are you aren't), making far more sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion, Gwen, and all you non-blog-updating-slackers (coughhaiweicough), go forth and UPDATE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay fine, I'm just bored and need entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1261309881153467904?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1261309881153467904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1261309881153467904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1261309881153467904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1261309881153467904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/11/gwen-if-you-do-not-update-your-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-779476542855969571</id><published>2009-11-09T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:23:56.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OP tomorrow!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(On a side note, notice how I only post before major exams? There's a perfectly logical reason for this, which I will leave all of you dear readers to mull over before the next post. Of course, the next post, according to trends, will occur sometime around January, so you have plenty of time to think...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After spending approximately 8 hours today reciting my script over and over again, I'm pretty much able to take on the world. OP examiners might be a different story, however...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh okay I know alot of people have been pestering me to post, but I honestly can't think of anything to post about. My life is not that exciting. Or maybe it is, but I refuse to share it with all of you because, honestly, when Hollywood comes calling to make the movie about my life the rights shall be mine and mine alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost typed 'rawr' there, before thinking better of it. There's a limit to how much insanity this blog can hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously though, my blog needs an Extreme Makeover. It needs an Identity. Like Charlotte's blog, which reeks of Charlotte. Or XW's blog, which is full of retarded nonsense. Kind of like this one, actually...or Jingxian's blog, which is full of metaphysical incomprehensible posts. Kind of like JX, actually. The incomprehensible part, not the metaphysical part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As with all my posts, I've run out of things to say, so here the post shall end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-779476542855969571?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/779476542855969571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=779476542855969571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/779476542855969571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/779476542855969571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/11/op-tomorrow-on-side-note-notice-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7464401396624059098</id><published>2009-10-08T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:43:57.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The exams are over. Wonder of wonders, the exams are over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths was decent, Physics was mediocre. Enough said. Unlike some people, I don't spend entire paragraphs analyzing how each individual paper went. I do, however, devote the occasional line or two to subtly suanning them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I amaze myself sometimes. This, however, is not one of those times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the arcade today with xw, yensen, bryan and winston. Yensen searched the entire arcade, concluded that they didn't have SFIV, and pretty much spasmed and died. The rest of us happily spammed GFDM until &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Bryan's thumb exploded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) My middle finger exploded. Ah, poor middle finger; it served me well over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, I did pass TTFAF on drums today. I know that no one understands me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7464401396624059098?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7464401396624059098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7464401396624059098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7464401396624059098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7464401396624059098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7565820820231170220</id><published>2009-10-06T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:30:17.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I swore I'd get on a hiatus until promos are over but it's 12.21 now, Math exam is tomorrow, I just finished rushing/skimming over a pile of notes so thick it's not even funny and I have to post this so, in 2-3 months' time during the December holidays, I won't accidentally wish I was back in school studying because STUDYING IS NOT FUN.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My schedule is ridiculous, every day is just an insane blur of studying for the next exam and the occasional DotA game to keep me sane (and you know something's wrong when DotA pubs are the only thing keeping you sane). Ever since the chaos began with GP all of 6 days ago, there hasn't been a single day where I can just slack and relax and happily consider my plans for the next day. It's been AHH GP MUG MUG followed by AHH ECONS and "oh right, chinese, i kinda forgot about that" and WEEKEND OF EPIC BOREDOM WHERE I MUG FOR CHEM and, as of 2 hours ago, AHH OH SHIT MATHS IS TMR HALP ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tomorrow won't be better, I &lt;i&gt;know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;what my schedule will be: finish Maths, complain about the paper, go home, DotA for sanity, sleep, rush physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing I can say about the promos is that it's going to be over soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not complaining, though; every J1 student has to go through this. Still, it's worth noting. I can't wait for the day--2 days' time--where I can actually start, yknow, living a life again instead of spending each day in a DotA-and-panic-fuelled blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since everyone is talking about papers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP promises to be a borderline A/B. I hope like hell it's A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Econs promises me absolutely nothing, as expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't give a shit about Chinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem is promising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7565820820231170220?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7565820820231170220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7565820820231170220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7565820820231170220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7565820820231170220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-i-swore-id-get-on-hiatus-until.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-183974196205618058</id><published>2009-09-01T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T02:26:10.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd at SCBA on Friday and first today. Gosu partnerships ftw.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this goes on I might actually be able to supplement my pocket money, assuming, of course, that we continue running into opponents who bid 4h on 20 points, get doubled down 2 and then complain angrily at me for doubling without the Qh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's a topboard, so it was amusing to watch him bluster (and screwup the following board; 3hx-3.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's been getting more stressful and yet better. I've learned one thing--don't think about the amount of work we need to mug because it is insanely depressing and will leave you curled up in a fetal position whimpering softly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the people you have around you that pull you through times like these. You need close friends who will &lt;i&gt;force &lt;/i&gt;you to mug (or at least, I do; muggers like &lt;s&gt; jing xian &lt;/s&gt; are probably self-motivated by the tantalizing thought of learning the inner workings of Chemical Energetics) and yet keep the mugging from being unbelievably boring. Or sophorific. Usually both. I'm lucky, and always have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-183974196205618058?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/183974196205618058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=183974196205618058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/183974196205618058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/183974196205618058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/09/2nd-at-scba-on-friday-and-first-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1748315878133923783</id><published>2009-08-20T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:00:07.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Blogger has finally deigned to allow me to write another post, after a few days of fruitless attempts at accessing blogger.com (this webpage could not load. please try again later.) And I thought anything owned by Google was supposed&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; to be efficient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, my laptop isn't owned by Google, so I suppose it could be my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Defence talk was a complete waste of time. We were subjected to what had to have been the most one-sided, biased and monodimensional play ever. Yes, I get that you're trying to brainwash us kids (the FUTURE of the NATION) into mindlessly believing that NS is good for us and not a complete and utter waste of time but surely there are more intelligent ways to do so. Like subliminal messages. That's pretty much the only way you're ever going to convince us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of us, anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1748315878133923783?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1748315878133923783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1748315878133923783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1748315878133923783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1748315878133923783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-has-finally-deigned-to-allow-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2095806773303977796</id><published>2009-08-10T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:56:46.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Up was a great movie, with great company. Life's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tagboard evidence seems to suggest that my blog readership has fallen to roughly two people, excluding myself (since I am sadly forced to read whatever I write, I don't really count), so I think I should spare everyone the misery and shut this blog down soon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But &lt;i&gt;first&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of you should go listen to instrumental rock. Just listen to it. Once, before you make any judgements, although I'm pretty sure that none of you will like it anyway. Still, it's worth a try...ask me or Bryan for songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how you ask me: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: "Eh kenneth I read your blog!!! (this automatically makes you either 1. gwen or 2. renwei) GIV MUSIX PLZ"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Ok here you go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how you ask Bryan: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: "Bryan can send me some instrumental rock?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan: "Sure :D"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: "NO ASAKI PLZ"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan: "....whhhaaa?!!! give it a try la"&lt;br /&gt;You: "NO I DON'T WANT ANY ASAKI"&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: "ASAKI ROCKS LA WTH"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: "Just send me a non-Asaki so--"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan: "Screw you go ask Kenneth la."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: "Eh Kenneth I read your blog!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2095806773303977796?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2095806773303977796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2095806773303977796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2095806773303977796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2095806773303977796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/08/up-was-great-movie-with-great-company.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5128740691755826721</id><published>2009-08-08T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:13:43.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i fridgeraided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenneth said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; did u win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but i looted 0 gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenneth said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; noob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; so i had to resort to hiring gardenian mercenaries whose loyalty lay with the nutella kingdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and then i backstabbed them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and looted all their treasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; muhahhahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw` I'm hooked on you I need a fix says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i practically devoured them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenneth says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; all the nutella are belong to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5128740691755826721?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5128740691755826721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5128740691755826721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5128740691755826721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5128740691755826721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/08/hw-im-hooked-on-you-i-need-fix-said-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6252931156269822153</id><published>2009-07-18T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:32:11.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some movies convey a certain sense of epicness. The Harry Potter series is one of them. HP6 will, at about 20mins into the film, give you a complete and utter sense of epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good book, yknow. It would have made a great movie. Unfortunately, the producers and whatnot decided to write their &lt;em&gt;own &lt;/em&gt;script because, after all, JK Rowling might have written a great novel but she simply does not know how to write books for movie adaptations. Noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine them now--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scriptwriter walks in holding HP6.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW: "Okay, right, so I've analyzed the book and I think we need to talk about Horcruxes, Snape, and Voldemort, we really need to focus on his characterization, especially because he's a pivotal character in the boo--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yates: "We need kissing scenes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW: "Uh there's already a kissing scene but I really feel that we should spend more time on Voldemort's past--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yates: "Only one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW: "Actually we should remove tha--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yates: "We need MOAR KISSING SCENES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW: "But they really aren't very importan--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yates: "MOAR MOAR MOAR KISSEZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW: "What about the Horcruxes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yates: "Do they kiss?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW: "Uh...not exactly..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yates: "We can remove them then. And remove Voldemort, too. Or can we make him kiss something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW: "...I'll remove Voldemort."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yates: "That's the spirit, my man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scriptwriter walks away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, my friends, is how you end up with the atrocity that is HP6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie begins with an impressive bridge-destroying and Ollivander-kidnapping scene, which raises expectations and sets the tone for a good, thrilling, movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next follows 2 hours of kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene then changes to Dumbledore in Voldemort's Horcrux's hiding place. He sees a random basin of water and decides to drink it, just in case there's something at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore: "This potion must be drunk. Even though I don't know yet that there's a Horcrux at the bottom, or that I can't actually just stick my hand in and, yknow, take it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then proceeds to act like a baby refusing to eat dinner. Maybe if Harry made airplane noises with the potion cup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else happens, and after a few minutes Snape tells everyone he is the Half Blood Prince, which would be very impressive if the movie had actually focused on developing the HBP theme instead of focusing on kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6252931156269822153?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6252931156269822153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6252931156269822153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6252931156269822153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6252931156269822153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-movies-convey-certain-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1627964569789959199</id><published>2009-07-05T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:53:30.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am wandering around in a post-CTs daze and steadfastly not thinking about the fact that an A level is in 2 weeks' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took an O level last year, damn you, why don't I get a break. Well fine I know that other people took millions of papers last year as opposed to my measly HCL, but in my defense, um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't speak chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway I'm done whining about the impending Alevel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTs were moderately promising, difficult, easy, and unpromising. Not in that order. Go try to figure out which adjective is related to which. Suffice to say that I really hope I do well...what's new.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for that every year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1627964569789959199?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1627964569789959199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1627964569789959199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1627964569789959199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1627964569789959199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-wandering-around-in-post-cts-daze.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4016710505692214902</id><published>2009-06-16T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:13:34.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm I just realised that someone from my OG blocked me on MSN. The funniest part is that I don't care. And to think I used to be close to my OG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been good recently. Except when I'm at the MRT station waiting for trains, and the disgusting PCK be-gracious-to-others advertisement comes out on the TV. Come on, even if I &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;a burning desire to be gracious, the sight of Gurmit Singh prancing around belting out retarded lyrics extremely off-key-ly fills me with the irresistable desire to run infront of the nearest MRT train door, spread my arms and try to stop everyone from entering/leaving the train while simultaneously avoiding death glares from irritable people trying to rush to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should do that one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4016710505692214902?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4016710505692214902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4016710505692214902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4016710505692214902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4016710505692214902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/06/hm-i-just-realised-that-someone-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6965178477230911372</id><published>2009-05-26T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:03:03.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new drum teacher is imba. Seriously. Imba. Someone nerf plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him, and Youtube, my new holiday goal is to be able to play Revolution perfectly. It's shorter than Move Along, but the speed, fills, and lack of a score/tab (I have to transcribe the bloody thing myself) should make it difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP CT tomorrow, and more importantly, United vs Barca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6965178477230911372?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6965178477230911372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6965178477230911372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6965178477230911372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6965178477230911372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-drum-teacher-is-imba.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4360266384800560041</id><published>2009-05-21T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:14:24.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/ShVToA2QfsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Sy_kU1fqtME/s1600-h/Drumset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338264880205037250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/ShVToA2QfsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Sy_kU1fqtME/s320/Drumset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4360266384800560041?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4360266384800560041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4360266384800560041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4360266384800560041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4360266384800560041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/05/3.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/ShVToA2QfsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Sy_kU1fqtME/s72-c/Drumset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38564500.post-8570449735536858312</id><published>2009-05-17T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:16:12.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just finished PW survey questions, at the behest of a...persistent...group leader, and it's 2am and I want nothing more than to sleep. But I'm here to type out a blogpost first, and it's going to be a long one. This blog has been dead for too long &amp;amp; I'm touched that people still visit it occasionally to check for new posts. Of course, most of these people only do so because they have nothing better to do (damn you, non chinese-taking people) and because they are obstinate but hey, if you decide to spend your obstinancy on &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; blog, why not? I'll take what I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drumset just got imba &lt;em&gt;zhng&lt;/em&gt;-ed today. I got an entire sackful--well, plastic bagful, anyway--of stuff from Joshua. Like my new Vic Firth sticks (note to everyone who failed that question on Facebook: how the hell could you have picked Zildjian; I spent damn long complaining that my Zildjian sticks broke, didn't I?), a working metronome and a &lt;em&gt;splash cymbal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, admittedly, the splash cymbal anticlimatically sounds horrible, partially because my crash is muffled and the splash isn't, which means that the splash is actually louder and more resonant than my crash cymbal. In case you're wondering, no, that is not supposed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the equivalent of finding out that a pub can speak better English than you. It's not supposed to happen, and when it does it makes you feel pathetic, weird, and vaguely stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most epic thing today happened when xw and bryan crashed my house. XW, being xw, managed to get stuck in the toilet. Yes. You read that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks into the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;He locks the door.&lt;br /&gt;He turns to knob to unlock the door.&lt;br /&gt;The knob turns.&lt;br /&gt;The lock doesn't unlock.&lt;br /&gt;He panics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, XW emerges one hour later admist the rubble of a dismantled doorknob. These kind of things only happen to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8570449735536858312?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8570449735536858312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8570449735536858312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8570449735536858312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8570449735536858312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-just-finished-pw-survey-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5504536794051110573</id><published>2009-05-08T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:00:11.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1481685228&amp;amp;v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=78788671644"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1481685228&amp;amp;v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=78788671644&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get 100% you are a stalker. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's okay, bearable, but like many other J1s I am fast realizing that JC life is not as perfect as it seemed from the second floor of the Raja Block. I find that I spend every week looking forward to Wednesday, Friday, and eventually the weekend, and I invariably spend every Sunday dreading Monday. Except this Sunday, of course. Vesaks ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know Vesak is not a noun. I don't think it is, at least...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5504536794051110573?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5504536794051110573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5504536794051110573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5504536794051110573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5504536794051110573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8008720236589187958</id><published>2009-05-04T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:48:57.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Imeem doesn't let you play full songs on blogs anymore, which essentially means that I can no longer share my tastes in music with the rest of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know yall are celebrating now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8008720236589187958?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8008720236589187958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8008720236589187958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8008720236589187958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8008720236589187958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/05/imeem-doesnt-let-you-play-full-songs-on.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3578029024249309749</id><published>2009-04-26T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:49:10.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I get rather incoherent at 1am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant what I said, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3578029024249309749?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3578029024249309749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3578029024249309749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3578029024249309749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3578029024249309749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-get-rather-incoherent-at-1am-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5645771205809656179</id><published>2009-04-20T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:26:47.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know, I haven't been blogging in a long time. Over the past week I've opened Blogger multiple times and typed a few words--pretty much like what I'm doing now, actually, except that I fully intend to &lt;em&gt;succeed&lt;/em&gt; this time--before giving up, closing IE and going to do something marginally more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's a blessing in disguise that I didn't write anything, given that the foremost topic in my mind--well, almost foremost, anyway;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's been HCI bridge cup, where we missed third place by 2 IMPs due to teammates managing, amazing, to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; find slam despite having an 11-card club fit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's been the release of V6--which means a whole new &lt;em&gt;plethora &lt;/em&gt;of songs to attempt, including A. Dogma, R2I, Through the Fire and Flames (which I sightread, hurhur)--but I will refrain from waxing lyrical over it because only two people understand what I am talking about. One of them doesn't read my blog. The other does, but doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course there's been homework, which is everlasting, never goes away, wastes your time and effort and pisses you off. Abit like noob dota pubs, actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, as I was saying, one of the foremost things in my mind (is this sentence even etymologically correct?) were my classmates. Certain classmates. Which I was almost going to write about, until Tingfang pointed out to me, in one of her more lucid moments today--the non-lucid moments being when she's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) sleeping in class/during lunch/pretty much anytime in the day&lt;br /&gt;b) complaining about her hair&lt;br /&gt;c) playing Tetris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--that I haven't updated my blog for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingfang: "Eh why your blog never update one?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: O_O&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You read my blog!!?!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "WAH HENG AH LUCKY I NEVER POSTED ABOUT THAT"&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Teacher: "航畅, 你读完了吗?" &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, life does have its moments where it is kind to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5645771205809656179?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5645771205809656179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5645771205809656179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5645771205809656179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5645771205809656179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-i-know-i-havent-been-blogging-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6951570652992071992</id><published>2009-04-15T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:17:48.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am damn stressed because Everything is due tomorrow, I haven't started Anything, HCI is this saturday, I want to jam on Friday but can't due to bridge, and I don't understand Chemical Bonding at ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go listen to FT1+2. Nothing's done yet, but I feel marginally better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6951570652992071992?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6951570652992071992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6951570652992071992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6951570652992071992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6951570652992071992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-damn-stressed-because-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8750922358794185477</id><published>2009-04-14T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:19:38.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, and most importantly, THANKS TO ALL WHO WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY. This list includes, in no particular order, and with the exception of people I forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XUEWEN&lt;br /&gt;HAIWEI&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN (who sang Happy Birthday really loudly in Swensen's and made everyone stare at us, thinking &lt;em&gt;who the hell is this obnoxious Kenneth person they are singing to&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;LEONARD&lt;br /&gt;SHUJIAN&lt;br /&gt;TINGFANG&lt;br /&gt;ELIZ&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE&lt;br /&gt;CHEN2&lt;br /&gt;LAWIS&lt;br /&gt;BENWEE&lt;br /&gt;ELANG&lt;br /&gt;GWEN&lt;br /&gt;MAVIS&lt;br /&gt;QIWEN&lt;br /&gt;RENWEI&lt;br /&gt;RENJIE&lt;br /&gt;LENNARD&lt;br /&gt;AARON&lt;br /&gt;CAT&lt;br /&gt;YUCHEN&lt;br /&gt;ASDFG ALL THE FACEBOOK PEOPLE LA THEY DONT READ MY BLOG ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;(this includes the Facebook Team, which sincerely wishes me a happy birthday. According to them, at any rate.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, thanks all for all the celebrations/cakes/Swensens/obnoxiously loud Happy Birthday songs. I love all of you. Yes, even you, the one with the cynical look on your face right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post about everything in Detail later. Or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8750922358794185477?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8750922358794185477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8750922358794185477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8750922358794185477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8750922358794185477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/firstly-and-most-importantly-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5181148289798777083</id><published>2009-04-12T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:26:23.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I heard cool people are born this tuesday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5181148289798777083?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5181148289798777083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5181148289798777083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5181148289798777083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5181148289798777083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-heard-cool-people-are-born-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5117018088663988919</id><published>2009-04-09T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:47:19.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hw`: ModelDD4 is screwed up and annoying and discordant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gwen: I STILL HEAR IT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently everyone can't wait for Model DD4 to stop being played. The unfairness of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my new song's up; if I get complaints about &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;it will seriously serve to reinforce my opinion that all of you have no taste whatsoever. It's a piano cover of &lt;em&gt;Ocean Avenue&lt;/em&gt;, which is in itself a damn nice song. The only problem is that it takes ridiculously long to load. Apparently more people listen to this than ModelDD4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to let the whole thing load so you can listen to it without jerky interruptions, here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/WWQuBq/music/FxuqojXX/yellowcard-ocean-avenue/"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/people/WWQuBq/music/FxuqojXX/yellowcard-ocean-avenue/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5117018088663988919?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5117018088663988919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5117018088663988919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5117018088663988919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5117018088663988919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/hw-modeldd4-is-screwed-up-and-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6650426057688290634</id><published>2009-04-07T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:02:55.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay after recieving lots of complaints from everyone about how screwed up and noisy and discordant ModelDD4 is--which, by the way, just goes to show how bad everyone else's taste in music is--I will take it down. Happy? &lt;em&gt;Happy?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys break my heart, truly you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is, of course, the best time for all of you to PM me telling me about what a perfect piece of music ModelDD4 is and how youall long for it to be reuploaded as my blog song.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tempted to upload FT2/SaW as my new blog songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6650426057688290634?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6650426057688290634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6650426057688290634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6650426057688290634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6650426057688290634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-after-recieving-lots-of-complaints.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6172326401692501560</id><published>2009-04-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:06:38.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished my PI. I also have a cold. This is seriously bloody irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6172326401692501560?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6172326401692501560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6172326401692501560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6172326401692501560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6172326401692501560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-finished-my-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2437472405776848373</id><published>2009-04-04T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:00:40.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Truth be told, I couldn't really care less about who gets into council, because no matter how stringent the voting process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) approximately 30% of the 29th Students' Council will be slackers just angling for that mention in their testimonial, and&lt;br /&gt;2) the remaining 70% will be nice and hardworking and enthusiastic people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do care about who does &lt;em&gt;NOT &lt;/em&gt;get into council, because there are some people out there so irritating and slackerish they don't even deserve to be in the first 30%. The scary thing is, they might actually make it into council because they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) go around saying VOTE FOR ME PLZ&lt;br /&gt;2) have friends who go around saying VOTE FOR ME PLZ&lt;br /&gt;3) have influential friends who can get &lt;em&gt;their &lt;/em&gt;circle to friends to go around saying VOTE FOR ME PLZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to the gist of my rant/post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you vote, consider:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You know for a fact that the idiot you're voting for deserves to be in council&lt;br /&gt;      a) and not because you &lt;em&gt;heard &lt;/em&gt;about what he did second/third-hand, or&lt;br /&gt;      b) some chio girl asked you to vote for him/her, or because&lt;br /&gt;      c) he/she flirts with you in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you're voting for someone who you don't really think will make a good council member, then either&lt;br /&gt;     a) he/she'd better be your really, really, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; good friend, or&lt;br /&gt;     b) you'd better have been paid to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. Have a nice day. Here's wishing accuracy (and precision, hurhur) for the first relatively fair election in 5 years of RP education.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2437472405776848373?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2437472405776848373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2437472405776848373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2437472405776848373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2437472405776848373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-be-told-i-couldnt-really-care.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5961912990784166456</id><published>2009-03-30T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:06:02.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random person: "Hi vote for ___ (s)he's really passionate and enthusiastic about council!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uh. Okay. Right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Screw off. I can make my own decisions and if I don't like whoever you're promoting, there's no bloody chance I'm going to vote for him/her kthxbai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I petty if I refuse to vote for someone just because I irrationally dislike him/her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5961912990784166456?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5961912990784166456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5961912990784166456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5961912990784166456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5961912990784166456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-person-hi-vote-for-shes-really.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3169882783091729054</id><published>2009-03-29T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:05:40.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hex says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hex says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hex says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the files&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kenneth says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you select all of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kenneth says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;press delete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hex says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hex says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not that dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/facepalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3169882783091729054?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3169882783091729054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3169882783091729054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3169882783091729054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3169882783091729054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/hex-says-ok-hex-says-now-what-hex-says.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1285478690174168938</id><published>2009-03-28T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:16:24.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 8.25, 28/3/2009. I'm at Tampines Mall eating dinner with my family. The waitress comes over in the midst of our meal to tell us that Din Tai Fung, as an Environmentally Conscious Restaurant, will be switching off their lights to commemorate Earth Hour. We wonder what'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Maybe they'll off all the lights :D"&lt;br /&gt;Christine: "Maybe everyone will scream. I like hearing people scream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes pass with our family (or me, at least) waiting with barely suppressed anticipation. Nothing much happens in terms of lights being switched off. We prepare to leave. Suddenly, at some unseen signal, a light at the back of the restaurant gets Switched Off. And another. And another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nothing happens. All of three lights were switched off. Outside the restaurant, the teeming mass of shoppers continue, well, shopping at the brightly lit stores of Tampines Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brightly lit MRT train trundles along cheerfully outside, stopping at the equally brightly lit Tampines MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go home. An hour passes. I didn't notice a sudden surge in general Luminosity at 930, but I'm pretty sure that somewhere back in a restaurant in Tampines Mall, three more lightbulbs flickered back to life, the staff happy and proud at having done their duty to save the environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1285478690174168938?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1285478690174168938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1285478690174168938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1285478690174168938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1285478690174168938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-8.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-1861160700918606053</id><published>2009-03-26T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:12:33.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Zildjian drumsticks just broke this afternoon, after a particularly aggressive Agnus Dei. They've been with me, a birthday present in Sec2, ever since I started drumming. Granted, I only switched to them around 5 months ago after I developed an adversion to the light brand-less drumsticks I'd been using and am being forced to use again. This is depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, after 2 hours' worth of walking and thinking today, I realised Things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-1861160700918606053?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/1861160700918606053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=1861160700918606053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1861160700918606053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/1861160700918606053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-after-2-hours-worth-of-walking-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7292119746221117218</id><published>2009-03-24T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:45:24.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of things, including Mind's Cafe outing with someone Special, happened, but I'm not going to blog about any of them because they happened long ago and the magical moment when I can recall exactly everything and blog about it with wit and candour (or so I'd like to think, anyway) has long gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to jam today, but some RI students hogged the jamming studio. For 2 hours straight. Damn the small kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7292119746221117218?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7292119746221117218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7292119746221117218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7292119746221117218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7292119746221117218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/lots-of-things-including-minds-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6351637848109283891</id><published>2009-03-17T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:35:18.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning fully intending to start on homework, spent 5mins compiling my holiday homework list, stared at it for awhile, got depressed, and gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start homework. Eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back from movie outing with a ridiculously large group of people, half of which didnt know the other half and one of which was greatly Interested in someone else. The lengths we students go to watch M18 movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say we managed to sneak through all the fabled security checks in the most unbelievably inconspicious way possible (cat: "EH OMG WE GOT IN" in a &lt;em&gt;damn loud&lt;/em&gt; voice approximately 2 seconds after we strolled our way past the Ticket-Checking Usher trying to look innocent and normal), where our young impressionale minds got corrupted by the violence, gore, and nudity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not like we saw anything we haven't already seen before... -shifty eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violence, gore and nudity aside, &lt;em&gt;Watchmen&lt;/em&gt; was generally a mediocre movie. It was damn draggy during the opening, middle, and pretty much every part except the ending, which I throughly enjoyed because of the Twist and was pretty much the one thing which saved the entire movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us went to Macs later, where we actually managed to introduce ourselves to each other in a way that didn't involve newspaper rolls and name screaming. Sat around talking cock/gossiping/watching two people exchange Significant Glances half the time before finally leaving at 11.30 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should do something like this more often...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6351637848109283891?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6351637848109283891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6351637848109283891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6351637848109283891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6351637848109283891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-woke-up-this-morning-fully-intending.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6768483465181013097</id><published>2009-03-09T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:19:38.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyway, I'm back from Ophir. Which was fun, in its way, but we wasted a LOT of time there doing nothing much. Like sitting in circles staring in each other (&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; in the way Gwen stares at Someone) but in the way a bunch of dirty, tired and sleepy people stare at each other, i.e. reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, summary of Class Camp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a scramble--trudge would have been a better word--up a river, during which Elizabeth managed to fall into the same hole twice and Michelle almost pulled Yanwei from an elevated position into the river. Accidentally, of course, the same way Michelle accidentally hits your arm with a savage karate chop just because it happens to be lying in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We abseiled down a waterfall. Chu Yong went first, bounced/floated/twinkletoed down the entire thing in a few minutes and made it look easy. Everyone else followed him with Confidence and Enthusiasm and ended up with cuts, bruises, injuries and general Unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 9 hours climbing halfway up Mount Ophir, walking in an entire CIRCLE around its circumference and then climbing down. Nothing much happened except that a few people fed the Opherian leeches, one of which actually managed to detact itself from Mark Tay's stomach and sidle innocously away despite the fact that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) it was damn big&lt;br /&gt;2) leeches move slowly, and&lt;br /&gt;3) there were 5 enthusiastic guys surrounding Mark Tay with an open waterbottle waiting to catch the leech and subject it to various forms of torture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apart from those major events, it's the small things--like the fact that the entire camp consisted of &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; guy toilets, forcing the girls to use them and giving a happy Bonaventure an opportunity to flash his abs at them--that make the camp memorable. Not entirely in a good way, but not exactly in a bad way either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, my friends, concludes Class Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the huts are damn small. seriously. you have never seen a smaller room in your life. not even the toilet cubicles in RI. which, as all guys should know, arent exactly renowned for their ample space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6768483465181013097?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6768483465181013097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6768483465181013097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6768483465181013097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6768483465181013097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/anyway-im-back-from-ophir.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2059538165687679988</id><published>2009-03-04T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:29:23.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class camp from Thursday -&gt; Sunday, in the unknown, distant and exhausting (but ultimately still more fun than MacRitchie) lands of Mount Ophir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It promises to be fun, and it also promises that when I return on Sunday night I'll be damn tired and engage in an argument with my parents--which I will eventually lose--over whether I can skip school on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're spending Saturday night camping on Mt Ophir itself, yknow, where the tree fell on the poor Singaporean camper 2 years ago and killed him. Hopefully that doesn't happen to me, touch wood. Not literally. (ahahahaha get the pun get it get it?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yall in 4 days I expect all of you to spam my tagboard or I will feel disappointed in yall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2059538165687679988?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2059538165687679988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2059538165687679988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2059538165687679988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2059538165687679988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/class-camp-from-thursday-sunday-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2502713031452605400</id><published>2009-03-03T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:50:03.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this time even a few weeks back, I'd be juggling MSN conversations (one of which would invariably be an &lt;em&gt;active&lt;/em&gt; OG massconvo) or dotaing with the usual gang and generally complaining about how little time I have to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so bored I'm actually studying Chemistry. Willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate drifting from people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2502713031452605400?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2502713031452605400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2502713031452605400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2502713031452605400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2502713031452605400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/at-this-time-even-few-weeks-back-id-be.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4876289333268984519</id><published>2009-03-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:01:42.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm there's one thing to note about a coed environment--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since this year, the emotional rollercoaster just got much crazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o taking the bus home with Gwen is damn fun she knows alot of gossip hurhurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4876289333268984519?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4876289333268984519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4876289333268984519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4876289333268984519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4876289333268984519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/03/hm-theres-one-thing-to-note-about-coed.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8870502565878243967</id><published>2009-02-25T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:24:36.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is crazy. Enjoyable, but crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Ended school late on Monday, bored and half-asleep as usual (hey it's not my fault that Chinese is last block on Monday) and went to the library to find Haiwei &amp;amp; Wayne &amp;amp; Ernest trying doggedly to start work on their GP project. I managed to distract them for the following 90 minutes, during which we made fun of Haiwei, made fun of Ernest, made fun of Wayne, played Omok and wrote approximately 2 sentences related to GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good when you have a GP teacher who doesn't give stupid projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Wayne and Ernest left we went to disturb Haiwei's classmates (who have a Different sense of humor). My pencilcase got hidden. Haiwei got whacked. My pencilcase reappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Nothing happened much in school except that Jan was presented with her birthday present. Hopefully she liked it. Even if it was horribly cliched but hey that's what chocolates are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plethora of new decent people suddenly turned up for recre badminton, the standard may actually rise to something more than painfully horrible after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recre badminton me, Bryan and Gwen went down to plaza sing to watch Slumdog Millionaire. I can't remember anything about the movie at all except that I seriously don't think it's worth all the superlatives that've been poured on it so far. The Seven Deadly Sins Of Moviegoers was damn funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8870502565878243967?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8870502565878243967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8870502565878243967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8870502565878243967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8870502565878243967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-week-is-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4574007137896884707</id><published>2009-02-22T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:38:05.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xuewen: 中学生活和初级学院生活可说是天渊之别!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong--although I may be, given that I've been sleeping/doing other-subject tutorials/playing Scrabble with Hongrui in every Chinese lesson so far--the Chinese Department is attempting to be cool and asking us to write a 300-400 word blog entry for our chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had the choice of blogging here in English, or "blogging" on a piece of A4 foolscap in Chinese. Not a particularly difficult decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm okay first thing: if you haven't figured out my previous post yet, Raffles Rock didn't accept me. I was pissed and disappointed at first. I'm still disappointed, but I figure it's their loss. Especially after looking at the standard of the drummers who &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;get selected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, I know that was damn ego. Be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For David's benefit: I have no idea how school's like in Australia, but in RJ school is damn taxing. There's no recess in JC, so we have days where we have lessons from 8am-1.30pm &lt;em&gt;in a row without breaks. &lt;/em&gt;I reach home at what, 6-8pm every day, and that's still comparatively early when you realise that some poor bastards (read: the dramafeste people) are reaching home at 9-11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss recess and rushing down to the canteen and cutting queue (well actually I still cut the queue, hurhur) at the mixed rice stall and talking my way out of Justin Foo trying to book me, but apart from that school life is quickly settling down to what promises to be, if not fun, than at least interesting existence. CCAs are settled, the timetable is settled, my class is settled, and the core group of BW04 is closer than ever. Joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4574007137896884707?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4574007137896884707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4574007137896884707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4574007137896884707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4574007137896884707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-im-not-wrong-although-i-may-be-given.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-9023674283829741895</id><published>2009-02-18T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:47:07.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm not good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-9023674283829741895?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/9023674283829741895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=9023674283829741895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/9023674283829741895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/9023674283829741895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6473724772583437629</id><published>2009-02-17T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:05:16.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As always, lots of things have happened since the last time I posted. For the first time, though, I stopped posting not because I was lazy (well, not &lt;em&gt;solely&lt;/em&gt; because I was lazy) but rather because JC life is so crammed I'm actually getting home at 8pm, feeling damn tired and in no mood to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most important thing so far--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A NEW CLASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone knows that I sunk into a temporary state of depression last Monday after walking in and seeing 13 scholars and Jimmy From Basketball and one Ivan Loh, so I won't waste time complaining about 10S06S. They're a nice class, really; scholars are nice people, except that I was in 3A/4A already. Change of scenery plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm in 10S06M now, with people like Ng Jing Xian (his turn to fall into a state of depression, after learning that he's gonna be stuck with me for 2 years), hongrui, dennis, Brent The 3.91 Boy and so on. I think it's going to be a fun class. Or at least better than 06S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6473724772583437629?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6473724772583437629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6473724772583437629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6473724772583437629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6473724772583437629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-always-lots-of-things-have-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8019649185458881946</id><published>2009-02-10T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:52:15.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was right. Orientation &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a LOT of stuff have happened within the past week; it's ridiculous, really, and if I write about everything that's happened I'll never finish. But on the other hand there are things which you can't completely ignore and &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, orientation; most people on my MSN contact list know that I didn't really like BW04 on the first day of orientation. I was mostly wrong. Despite not knowing how to have fun/eat at PROPER places (hint: why do we BW04 people always eat at s11/foodcourts &amp;amp; play at playgrounds while others ogs eat at restaurants and watch movies?) our og is still damn fun to be with. Especially when we're busy creating scandals--and here I can seriously go on and on--between certain People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BW04 does have its fair share of unenthu people/stoners, but everyone else is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's hard not to like BW04 after I saw 10S06S. My class. Consisting of scholars (not that I have anything against scholars; I just have something against the fact that 13/20 of my class hail from China), the incorrigible Ivan Loh and one Jimmy From Basketball. Let's just say I don't hold a particularly strong affection for my class. In fact, I don't hold a particularly strong affection for my class so much that I dropped Maths RA just to switch classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm no longer a Maths RA student. Not like I was ever the best maths student around, anyway. I'll be getting my new class later, and while I&lt;em&gt; know &lt;/em&gt;that it isn't necessarily going to be a class I love, I know FOR SURE that it's going to be better than 10S06S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, someone has to wave to Paul in a Friendly Manner tomorrow; we'll see how that goes.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8019649185458881946?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8019649185458881946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8019649185458881946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8019649185458881946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8019649185458881946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-right.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3402337909488111742</id><published>2009-02-09T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:02:17.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If all goes according to plan, I'll be out of Maths RA and hopefully in a better class by tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3402337909488111742?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3402337909488111742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3402337909488111742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3402337909488111742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3402337909488111742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-all-goes-according-to-plan-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2313937065405305010</id><published>2009-02-05T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:25:37.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Orientation is fun.&lt;br /&gt;2) My group's okayish I guess.&lt;br /&gt;3) I didn't get into frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;4) If I don't make RR I will have no CCA and will spend my days emoing in one sad corner.&lt;br /&gt;5) Soccer tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2313937065405305010?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2313937065405305010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2313937065405305010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2313937065405305010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2313937065405305010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/02/hm-summary-1-orientation-is-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-8887601307895301329</id><published>2009-01-31T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:09:08.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Your group name is Obiang."&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;(slower) "Obiang"&lt;br /&gt;"What?!"&lt;br /&gt;(impatient) "O...B...I..."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes I know. What the &lt;em&gt;hell&lt;/em&gt;?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8887601307895301329?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8887601307895301329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8887601307895301329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8887601307895301329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8887601307895301329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-group-name-is-obiang.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4465605992060642349</id><published>2009-01-29T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:16:08.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There really isn't anything much to blog about. Yes, David, we're more bored here in Singapore than you are in Melbourne with the Grammar Boyz, believe it or not. The JIP, which everyone was vaguely excited about at first, has turned out to be a monumental waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;How To Use The Graphic Calculator:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Switch it on. (we acutally spent 5mins on this.)&lt;br /&gt;2) Find the GRAPH button.&lt;br /&gt;3) Press it.&lt;br /&gt;4) Enter the equation.&lt;br /&gt;5) Read the graph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad that you woke up at 6am and dragged yourself on a 1hr MRT journey just so you could attend this 40 minute lesson on How To Use The Graphic Calculator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way most RI guys will probably be using the graphic calcuator like this--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Switch it on during maths lessons&lt;br /&gt;2) Play Super Mario Bros&lt;br /&gt;3) Avoid getting caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more effective, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've finished most of my CCA tryouts, except for Bridge, which I doubt will pose any problem because they essentially accepted everyone who signed up for it, so I wholly intend to stride into whereever the training's gonna be held tmr and declare myself a member. With considerably less flair and theatrics, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully JIP's ending soon, which means that the nonsensical times that we have to keep at school (8-9 for random JIP modules, 5 hours of stoning followed by CCA tryouts in the afternoon) will be no more. Orientation's next week, though, and I wonder what that will bring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4465605992060642349?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4465605992060642349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4465605992060642349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4465605992060642349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4465605992060642349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-really-isnt-anything-much-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5501384449779404668</id><published>2009-01-25T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:12:32.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realise I've been alternating been being fanatically hopeful and depressed lately. This has to stop, seriously, and it had better stop at fanatically hopeful because I'm pretty sure that being stuck in a permanent state of depression would suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, not referring to something trivial and stupid (not so sure about that, come to think of it) like CCAs here, cmon, I wouldn't emo over CCAs. Not for that long, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy CNY to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5501384449779404668?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5501384449779404668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5501384449779404668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5501384449779404668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5501384449779404668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-realise-ive-been-alternating-been.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7089261866899203535</id><published>2009-01-23T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:36:21.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing, and I say this with complete confidence (for once), &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; else today can make my mood worse than it already is. Not david quoting me out of context, not 4 pubs feeding and leaving, not my sec4 chinese teacher knocking on my door and asking to see my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is damn fucked up sometimes, and this is one of those times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7089261866899203535?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7089261866899203535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7089261866899203535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7089261866899203535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7089261866899203535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-and-i-say-this-with-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6918376658002124246</id><published>2009-01-22T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:08:55.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so drumming auditions was damn screwed up, because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I thought they'd play stadium arcadium on a stereo or something and let me drum along to it BUT instead they asked me to play it on my ipod and drum along. With my ipod set to max volume I &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;couldn't hear the song clearly and went offbeat twice + filled in too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Their bass drum pedal is seriously DAMN LOOSE it's virtually impossible to spam bass/doublebass because it swings so much. So yea my freestyle was filled with awkward bassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, if I get in, good; if I don't get in I'll probably emo for awhile then go on with life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6918376658002124246?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6918376658002124246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6918376658002124246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6918376658002124246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6918376658002124246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-so-drumming-auditions-was-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4640827794665278495</id><published>2009-01-21T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:53:43.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A smart person knows when to give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4640827794665278495?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4640827794665278495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4640827794665278495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4640827794665278495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4640827794665278495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/smart-person-knows-when-to-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7448535948686818676</id><published>2009-01-18T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:59:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Priceless lesson from haiwei on how to avoid awkward questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenneth says:&lt;br /&gt;hw is dtxing&lt;br /&gt;eLang says:&lt;br /&gt;he is?&lt;br /&gt;hw` says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;eLang says:&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;[c=9]thomas~[/c] Envies them. says:&lt;br /&gt;dtxing?&lt;br /&gt;[c=9]thomas~[/c] Envies them. says:&lt;br /&gt;wad tat&lt;br /&gt;hw` says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY LOOK&lt;br /&gt;hw` says:&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=9]thomas~[/c] Envies them. says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;[c=9]thomas~[/c] Envies them. says:&lt;br /&gt;wad&lt;br /&gt;hw` says:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw` has left the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7448535948686818676?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7448535948686818676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7448535948686818676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7448535948686818676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7448535948686818676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/c9thomasc-envies-them.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4728060570792692308</id><published>2009-01-18T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:36:51.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(yes, still on the same topic...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusingly enough, after blogsurfing, almost everyone has written a post either&lt;br /&gt;1) ranting over the PW teacher&lt;br /&gt;2) praising the PW teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on any longer I'll start keeping track of who's for and who's against and take bets on the eventual outcome, how about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I managed (after much Googling) to get the entire Helliconia Trilogy on my iPod. Bus journeys will never be as boring again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4728060570792692308?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4728060570792692308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4728060570792692308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4728060570792692308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4728060570792692308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-still-on-same-topic.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5138755497774914247</id><published>2009-01-17T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:45:03.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday we had our PW/Maths subject briefing talk, yknow, the ones where the teachers stand at the podium in front of a few hundred people and alternate between telling all of us how difficult the subject's gonna be, what the subject's going to be like and shouting at all of us to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths wasn't very useful, since KBH (his successor seems to have inherited his unique lack of sense of humor too) already covered everything he said in the waning days of his reign, but PW was interesting. Not just because the teacher sounded like she was on the verge of crying throughout the entire lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize her lecture, PW in JC's going to be&lt;br /&gt;1) important,&lt;br /&gt;2) damn difficult, and&lt;br /&gt;3) as guys, we are destined for failure as we are lazy, unable to do contribute beyond inserting pictures into reports, and it is only by the grace of our counterparts in RG that we will be able to avoid failing PW and descending into a state of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to pity RI teachers, they spend 4 years reading RE reports in the form of picture books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously her discrimination got a few people pissed off, including Jiajin and Jianxiong (who tried to disguise his angst and anger as a philosophical post about the increasing strength of the feminist movement in recent decades and the boundaries to which it should be limited), but in all honesty why is everyone unhappy over some teacher's opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Unless she turns out to be my PW teacher, in which case I'll probably emo here virtually every day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, she needs to be slightly less liberal with her punishments, too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5138755497774914247?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5138755497774914247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5138755497774914247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5138755497774914247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5138755497774914247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-yesterday-we-had-our-pwmaths-subject.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7091857602188633482</id><published>2009-01-16T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:34:49.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school consisted of various admin matters, a 5-min address from The Principal, the usual people trying to flirt with everyone else, and a 4 hour sex ed workshop that neither touched on sex nor was educational in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely enough, the SE workshop today for buckley buckle hullet hadley was actually on topic instead of useless content regarding family relationships. Maybe the RJ administration figures that bayley/waddle people have awful familial relationships. I know I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a seperate note, can someone tell me &lt;em&gt;HOW TO GET INTO THE RJ LIBRARY&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7091857602188633482?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7091857602188633482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7091857602188633482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7091857602188633482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7091857602188633482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school-consisted-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6552605602364580690</id><published>2009-01-10T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:54:37.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Agreed to do this with David. He's better not pangseh me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kenneth Koh&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 11 or something I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;Height: 178cm I can never hit 180 I am sad.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: near Hougang Mall&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks: ice lemon tea ice blend no pearls thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever -&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane : yes&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school: yes. during chinese maths bio, occasionally chem and ss...&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: no. i'm a heartbreakee.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: no I have better things to do at night. like sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: only the one from Tom From Microsoft telling me how to fix a screwed up WL Messenger&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: neat. my maid is efficient. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;The last thing you ate: cornflakes&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: no.&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: no. hopefully it'll remain that way.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: no. I'm a cynical bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: if it means getting out of the house, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with: my sister in the hotel room in America. travel does strange things to you...&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: Tay Yak Keak's column in Life! today about twilight. it's damn funny okay.&lt;br /&gt;Today did you -&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: friends? i guess so if "hi dota plz" counts as a conversation&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone: uh no&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex: no&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: yea shit pa's evasion is imba hurhurhur&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: probably getting a1 for hcl. failing that, FC TENTAIKANSOKU OYEA&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: no. there's a moose head in my hall though...(seriously there is)&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: nothing. as I said, my maid is efficient xD&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: first person to come to mind? Jaryl fucking Lim&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now?: 5.35pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random -&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now: yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children: of course. guys don't need to go through childbirth. take advantage of that fact&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often: no.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: not particularly, and I suspect anyone grading my scripts dislikes it even more.&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted: yeah they're a delightful shade of hot pink. what kind of question is this?!&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: anywhere as long as it's comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till:&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: idk. out. not on msn. partially why I'm doing this quiz...&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: can't remember who&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?: no I hold grudges for damn long kthxbai&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?: no idea can't remember either&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved?: past tense? cmon, I'm not dead yet...&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;1. Schooling in Sweden&lt;br /&gt;2. Jumping around in snow&lt;br /&gt;3. Cultivating my mugger instincts&lt;br /&gt;4. Labouring under the mistaken belief that I was a gosu pro in maths&lt;br /&gt;5. Eating mashed potatoes at this store near my school in sweden they tasted DAMN NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;1. practice drums for monster tree&lt;br /&gt;2. cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;3. arrange badminton on monday&lt;br /&gt;4. emo/panic abit about o level results&lt;br /&gt;5. dota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. XXL CRISPY CHICKEN&lt;br /&gt;2. waffles from primadeli/all similar stores&lt;br /&gt;3. chicken pie from primadeli/cheers whatever&lt;br /&gt;4. old chang kee's chicken mushroom puff thingy&lt;br /&gt;5. PROPER dark chocolate (&gt;75% cocoa kthx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy a damn big house, material comforts, etc.&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel. See the wonders of the world etc.&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy HQ a proper piu machine/bryan a gfdm machine hahahah&lt;br /&gt;4. Get myself a job I love. Because, really, being jobless is damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pump all my money into an obscure football club and watch as it gets eliminated from all major competitions ahaha poor man city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. Being late&lt;br /&gt;2. Swearing a LOT (ask benwee)&lt;br /&gt;3. Being damn addicted to the computer&lt;br /&gt;4. Pangsehing people&lt;br /&gt;5. Being unable to tell when someone's pissed off (which is why poor hw had to listen to me suan him for damn long about x. aww poor guy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6552605602364580690?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6552605602364580690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6552605602364580690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6552605602364580690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6552605602364580690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/agreed-to-do-this-with-david.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6018533580798406637</id><published>2009-01-08T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:47:50.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Beethoven Virus &lt;/em&gt;is the new background music, because it sounds nice. Anyone who disagrees with me has no taste in music at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence outing 2 days ago was damn fun(ny), but I'm too lazy to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm furiously enjoying the last few dwindling days of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LEVEL RESULTS OUT ON MONDAY GG LA SERIOUSLY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6018533580798406637?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6018533580798406637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6018533580798406637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6018533580798406637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6018533580798406637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/beethoven-virus-is-new-background-music.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-7358743885252325654</id><published>2009-01-04T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:56:53.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am damn sad because I finally finished watching Avatar, despite the best efforts of The Person In Charge Of Programming At Okto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, who the hell decides to pull a series (and a popular one, at that) with &lt;em&gt;no prior warning&lt;/em&gt; in the &lt;em&gt;middle of it's final season &lt;/em&gt;and, here's the best part, replace it with something idiotic like Jackie Chan Adventures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against Jackie Chan, btw, but he should stick to movies and not kids' cartoons. I was tempted to write a Letter Of Complaint, yknow, putting what we learnt in Chinese to good use, until I realised that searching the internet for the remaining episodes was far easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a children's cartoon (not even an anime, but a cartoon by &lt;em&gt;Nickelodeon&lt;/em&gt;) it's certainly impressive. Except that, like all American cartoons, it insists on having completely useless filler episodes every now and then. Still, it's better than &lt;em&gt;Pokemon&lt;/em&gt;, which, as far as I can remember, consisted entirely of filler episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusions:&lt;br /&gt;1) otko sucks.&lt;br /&gt;2) go watch Avatar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-7358743885252325654?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/7358743885252325654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=7358743885252325654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7358743885252325654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/7358743885252325654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-damn-sad-because-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6909394006346145086</id><published>2009-01-02T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:20:30.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in 2 weeks, the holidays are ending, &lt;em&gt;we need to enjoy these holidays more&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay great who wants to go out pool badminton cycling movie arcade anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6909394006346145086?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6909394006346145086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6909394006346145086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6909394006346145086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6909394006346145086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2126160176697017813</id><published>2008-12-27T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:55:36.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn bored. Koped from David...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people you can think of right now. Don’t read the questions till you’ve named the 20 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bryan&lt;br /&gt;2. Brent&lt;br /&gt;3. Xuewen&lt;br /&gt;4. Haiwei&lt;br /&gt;5. Hongrui&lt;br /&gt;6. Shiyin&lt;br /&gt;7. Hanqiao&lt;br /&gt;8. David&lt;br /&gt;9. Jan&lt;br /&gt;10. Jinghui&lt;br /&gt;11. Peide&lt;br /&gt;12. YY&lt;br /&gt;13. Elang&lt;br /&gt;14. Yuchen&lt;br /&gt;15. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;16. Julia&lt;br /&gt;17. Gerald&lt;br /&gt;18. Austin&lt;br /&gt;19. Chen Chen&lt;br /&gt;20. Clarence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1: How did you meet 14? (Yuchen)&lt;br /&gt;A1: On the first day of sec3. When I noticed him furiously debating with YH over the deadly serious topic of Pokemon Breeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2: What would you do if you didn’t meet 1? (Bryan)&lt;br /&gt;A1: Have no one to play MONSTA TREE with, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3: What if 9 &amp;amp; 20 were dating? (Jan &amp;amp; Clarence)&lt;br /&gt;A3: OH SHIT NO oh great now I have a very painful image in my head. Just no, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4: Describe 3. (Xuewen)&lt;br /&gt;A4: Very blur. Hey it really &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the best way to describe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q5: Is 8 attractive? (David)&lt;br /&gt;A5: LOL I have no idea. Someone told me she thought he was cute, though. damnit after he reads this his ego will be unstoppable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q6: Describe 7. (Hanqiao)&lt;br /&gt;A6: Tall. (one word descriptions ftw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q7: Know any of 12’s family? (YY)&lt;br /&gt;A7: Yeah, his younger brother. Good at dota, unstoppably pro at ladder, used to play with us often but stopped ever since his friend introduced him to a retarded mmo which he now spends every day on. At least it's not Maper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q8: What would you do if 10 broke up? (Jinghui)&lt;br /&gt;A8: Uh, no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q9: What language does 15 speak? (Joyce)&lt;br /&gt;A8. English and &lt;em&gt;especially &lt;/em&gt;Not Chinese. Her Chinese is worse than mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q10: Who is 9 going out with? (Jan)&lt;br /&gt;A10: Her friends. To Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q11: How old is 16? (Julia)&lt;br /&gt;A11: Fifteen. Why do these questions range from the personal to the factually mundane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q12: When was the last time you spoke to 13? (Elang)&lt;br /&gt;Q12: The day before he started playing the stupid mmo, probably. I can even guess what the conversation looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elang: hi ladder?&lt;br /&gt;Me: no.&lt;br /&gt;Elang: ok bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q13: Who’s 2 fave singer/band? (Brent)&lt;br /&gt;A13: I wasn't aware Brent listened to music, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q14: Will you like 4? (Haiwei)&lt;br /&gt;A14: I highly doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q15: Will you ever date 1? (Bryan)&lt;br /&gt;A15: See Q14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q16: Is 19 single? (Chen Chen)&lt;br /&gt;A16: Probably not, unless he's been decieving us all this time. The audacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q17: What is 18’s full name? (Austin)&lt;br /&gt;A17: Austin HI MY GPA IS DAMN IMBA Liu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q18: Will you ever be in a relationship with 11? (Peide)&lt;br /&gt;A18: He stole all my friends and abandoned me. I hate him. (Never play with him as Pitlord on your team, he does the most amazing rifts...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q19: What is the school of 17? (Gerald)&lt;br /&gt;A19: Back to mundane questions? Raffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q20: Where does 6 live? (Shiyin)&lt;br /&gt;A20: Yishun? I figure it's somewhere in Yishun. Can't remember the name of the place though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q21: Favourite thing of 5? (Hongrui)&lt;br /&gt;A21: His cube. Unless it's that girl he was talking abo--nah, it's his cube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2126160176697017813?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2126160176697017813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2126160176697017813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2126160176697017813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2126160176697017813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-damn-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3835760096774405311</id><published>2008-12-27T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:47:54.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's strangely therapeutic to know that there's someone else who's going through the same shit as you. Yknow, schadenfraude and all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing I learnt from the painfully embarassing play &lt;em&gt;Avenue Q&lt;/em&gt;, it's the proper usage of that word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3835760096774405311?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3835760096774405311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3835760096774405311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3835760096774405311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3835760096774405311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-strangely-therapeutic-to-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-22426470131449454</id><published>2008-12-23T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:45:54.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*nerd post here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now pass Onihime Adv! Which means that I can start working on Ext. If I ever master Onihime Ext, I'll have a convenient full set of songs to show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnus Dei (88) - A&lt;br /&gt;Model FT2 (82) - A&lt;br /&gt;Toccata (82) - S&lt;br /&gt;Classic Party 3 &lt;em&gt;without Auto &lt;/em&gt;(72) - A&lt;br /&gt;Onihime Adv (82) - B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-22426470131449454?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/22426470131449454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=22426470131449454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/22426470131449454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/22426470131449454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/nerd-post-here-i-can-now-pass-onihime.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-4912815399628285956</id><published>2008-12-20T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:50:14.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished, appropiately, &lt;em&gt;A Christmas Carol--&lt;/em&gt;which has to be one of the most overhyped stories in existence--last night. It's a good book, I guess, except the ending, which was disappointingly mild. At least the english wasn't as painful to the eye as GT was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that my past 3 posts were on what I did in America, it's probably time I wrote about what I do in Singapore, which shouldn't be much of a problem, because I can pretty much summarize it in a paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Playing badminton at hgsc often, which, although fun, is not altogether a good thing. There's always the risk of encountering J (&amp;amp; friends) there, and getting suanned by her...still, at least it's a relatively cheap way to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Job hunting with Bryan over the past few days. It's practically impossible to get a job at this time of the holidays (it's almost&lt;em&gt; Christmas &lt;/em&gt;already) but we figured it was still worth a try. After roaming around the entire northeastern part of Singapore we pretty much gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Watching Avatar at home. It's a damn good cartoon (except for all the filler episodes which are basically a waste of my time) I wonder why I never discovered it sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this I'm still damn bored. Especially since x is overseas, so there's pretty much no one to talk to at 1-2am when everyone else is either 1) sleeping or 2) not responding. Maybe if I get bored enough I'll do a bullshit post about David...it doesn't seem hard, just make up facts as you go along. &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-4912815399628285956?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/4912815399628285956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=4912815399628285956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4912815399628285956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/4912815399628285956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/finished-appropiately-christmas-carol.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-3704267761825050294</id><published>2008-12-16T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:53:38.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;America Post #3: Disneyland + Universal Studios&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last America post. I regret that this one won't really be filled with photos and stuff, because Joyce still hasn't sent me the photos and probably never will, at this rate. So you'll have to rely on my failing memory (another reason why I'm posting this now; wait any longer and I'll probably forget everything about Disneyland) and my masterful command of the English Language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we went to Disneyland and Universal on the last few days of our trip, in OC, California. We managed to convince our parents to give us free reign of the park (go us), so me, C and both Js went off to Disneyland with great happiness and anticipation. Except for Joyce, who had an inexplicable fear of roller coasters (I have to point out, honestly, that I cannot comprehend why anyone would have a fear of roller coasters, because they are so damn fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring Joyce's pleas for us to ride the river raft ride first ("Eh comeon I need to warm up before sitting on a roller coaster river raft la what where are you going?!") we dragged her to the Indiana Jones ride first, thankfully early enough to avoid any ridiculous queues. The ID ride is seriously damn fun if you ever go Disneyland Anaheim you &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We basically tackled every single coaster in Disneyland and California Adventure that day, including the Mine Train (which was quite boring), Bobsleds (damn fun, but no AHHHHHH drops and what is a coaster without those drops?), Space Mountain (you really have to try this if you haven't before, this is what a &lt;em&gt;proper &lt;/em&gt;dark coaster should be like. Not the alpha-8 joke that we have at Escape. It's damn realistic, and you never know where it's gonna turn next, so you're always caught unaware), two kiddy coasters that aren't even worth mentioning, and California Screamin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David claims CS (the coaster, not the retarded computer game that causes most LAN shop keyboards to have worn out WASD keys, but that's going off tangent) is overrated. Granted&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;overrated, but that's to be expected because of all the hype surrounding it. It's an extremely fun coaster, partially because it's a classic coaster (hence lots of UP DOWN AHHHH UP DOWN-ness) and partially because it has a long ride time. More ride time leads to more enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other ride worth mentioning in Disneyland is some Buzz Lightyear shooting game. Basically you sit in a carriage, with a &lt;em&gt;gun &lt;/em&gt;(HotD-style) and when you move past targets, you shoot at them. Yes I scored damn low but I blame the fact that I didn't know the carriage could turn. (until J started spinning the carriage around to shoot at me, much to C's chagrin) If only it had a spooky/horror theme--you get 3D irl HotD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other thing of note that happened was that we lost Julia, partially due to both of us trying to be smart, trying to guess each other's movements and failing epically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing that happened in Universal was that I went into their haunted house. For those of you who don't know me, I seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abhor entering haunted houses, even on roller coasters/carriages and so on. And this time I actually &lt;em&gt;walked&lt;/em&gt;, yes, &lt;em&gt;walked&lt;/em&gt; through a bloody haunted house because of Pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was that I was in front. So whenever some random shit happened, it always happened to &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the haunted house at Universal is really top class. They have actors, hiding in the most screwed up of places, ready to jump at you, shout SBNAISRNHASBF (fine you can't exactly scream that but that's not the point) and generally give you a heart attack. Okay let me elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one room, with a Chucky doll sitting on a table. Since it's a doll, I assumed it was a prop. Right? So I walk in with my guard down, and the Chucky doll LEAPS AT ME. Bloody electronic movement sensors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after exiting the haunted house in an extreme state of shock/terror, and listening to everyone &lt;em&gt;behind me&lt;/em&gt; saying stuff like "eh, howcome so few actors jump out?" or "this haunted house not that scary, I thought Universal would be damn scary leh", we went off to see various shows, stunt/SFX demostrations, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things of note were their rides. 3 of them, in fact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Mummy roller coaster, which was probably one of the best coasters I have ever ridden. It's pseudo dark, so while you're hurtling through darkness there are occasionally flashes of the Mummy holding knives preparing to kill you--until you drop underneath the picture at the last second, etc. Oh, and it goes backwards as well. Fun, fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Jurassic Park (basically a log flume). The highlight of this ride is a vertical drop. Not completely vertical, but pretty much 80 degrees, which is fun enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Simpsons Simulator, which is the worst ride of all. Granted, the ride itself isn't bad, but we had to queue for THIRTY MINUTES when the sign outside happily told us the queue length was 10 mins. And this is because only TWO of the 10 simulator rooms were actually being used. The rest were there for, what, for show? Yeah probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more I want to post about the America trip, but I guess I'll just end here. 3 posts are more than enough, anyway, and they pretty much covered the highlights of the trip (okay the plane journey wasn't an &lt;em&gt;intended&lt;/em&gt; highlight but nvm). To sum it up, the trip was damn. fun. The places we visited, the tour group we had, etc, all contributed to this. So yeah. One of the best holidays ever, at (at the very least) worth the ridiculous amount of money spent on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-3704267761825050294?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/3704267761825050294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=3704267761825050294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3704267761825050294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/3704267761825050294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/america-post-3-disneyland-universal.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-5439786037964084025</id><published>2008-12-07T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:42:34.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;America Post #2: The Plane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, plane trips aren't counted as part of your holiday. However, rarely are plane trips ridiculously long (20 hours + transit, anyone?), unless you are one of the elite few whom RI deigns to spend a percentage of its vast wealth to send to overseas competitions. And rarely are they filled with events of epic proportions. I exaggerate, slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh okay the plane trip there was essentially extremely boring/painful, because&lt;br /&gt;1) We weren't mentally prepared for 20 hours on board,&lt;br /&gt;2) Our family had this &lt;em&gt;genius &lt;/em&gt;idea--"let's stay awake as much as can on Saturday, so we can sleep on the plane!"--except that we couldn't sleep on the plane. Cue much irritation&lt;br /&gt;3) We had nothing to do except try to guess who else was in our tour group&lt;br /&gt;4) Walk up and down the narrow aisles of the plane and be a nuisance to flight attendents (this is probably when Joyce pinpointed me as "the guy who goes to the toilet alot.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, so epic it deserves a paragraph of its own, there was the &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how I said the flight was 20 hours? This baby cried for about 19 of them. And not just a soft wail; this was a baby in full swing, kicking and, more importantly and sadly, screaming. Really loudly. Without stopping. On and on. (main reason why my family couldn't sleep on the plane, actually...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small mercy was that the baby wasn't in our tour group. If it had been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight back was much more fun, we roughly knew what the flight would be like, I was sitting with C &amp;amp; J (which is an almost guaranteed way to cure boredom, because J is damn amusing when she sleeps...) and because there was no &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-5439786037964084025?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/5439786037964084025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=5439786037964084025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5439786037964084025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/5439786037964084025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-post-about-disneyland.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-2787326307696519992</id><published>2008-12-02T18:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:47:28.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;America Post #1: Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the reason why I started with Las Vegas, and not in chronological order, is because this city is unbelievable, in an extremely negative sense. Yknow everything you've heard about LV? It's true. It's a city of sleaze and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Of course, weixiang &amp;amp; david can go ogle at the almost-naked girls which will appear later in this post...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 2 days in LV, during which we pretty much visited all the major hotels, ogled at the unbelievable wealth on display (read: the ridiculous waste of money), snuck secretive glances at all the advertisements for sex-related activities, went shopping, and watched my father lose money (and indirectly contribute to the growth of more opulent hotels. The public bathrooms in the hotels there have gold plated taps, damnit. CEOs get fired for things like that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me put it this way--Las Vegas is probably the only city in the world which has its red-light district and central business district in the same area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I said opulent hotels, I meant lavish extravagance. Each hotel had its own unique way of wasting money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUYkG5tuyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dtR7dP4Rrh4/s1600-h/P1000917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275149547141446434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUYkG5tuyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dtR7dP4Rrh4/s320/P1000917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is a larger, more theatrical and generally sexier version of our poor Musical Fountain. And yes, that is an Eiffel Tower in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUZH-UdTrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_7p_X9qQ5zw/s1600-h/P1000932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275150163312987826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUZH-UdTrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_7p_X9qQ5zw/s320/P1000932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not day. This is what the lobby of a Las Vegas hotel looks like. It's a sunny mildly cloudy perfect blue skies day in here all the time. Vaguely disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUaFWwLN3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/6ZJgUEqN7TQ/s1600-h/P1000933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275151217843713906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUaFWwLN3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/6ZJgUEqN7TQ/s320/P1000933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Christine. I was in a state of shock at the waste of money. Hence the stoned face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUai_UFJ2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/rqSnL1Ks2X0/s1600-h/P1000960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275151726947936098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUai_UFJ2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/rqSnL1Ks2X0/s320/P1000960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is classic Las Vegas. Allow me to introduce it to you. The left and right of the photo are basically occupied by an entire row (yes, a row) of casinos. On the left, next to my head, if you look closely (and I know certain people will) you will see a building conscientiously titled "Gentlemen's Club". Las Vegas is full of gentlemen. So is RI, but I digress...next to the building is a billboard, i.e. an advertisement for aforementioned building, with a girl in a sultry pose. She proceeds to take off her bra (granted, with...artful...pixellations, but still) I know this because this advertisement repeated itself endless times over the course of the 30 mins my family spent here. I rest my case about Las Vegas and sleaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUcX5PpxJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/R-Iv694kvXk/s1600-h/P1000976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275153735363445906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUcX5PpxJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/R-Iv694kvXk/s320/P1000976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another opulent hotel, this time themed like an Egyptian pyramid. Notice the billboard in the center? It's not what you think it is...unless you're David, in which case, yes, it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; what you think it is. More Las Vegas sleaze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUcjSutVyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DFDvfk7PI7c/s1600-h/P1000995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275153931183150882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUcjSutVyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DFDvfk7PI7c/s320/P1000995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same hotel, taken from outside. You have to admit that it looks damn cool, except that I still wince whenever I think of the amount of money gone into constructing this just to lure more rich dudes from around the world to go there and lose their money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And finally...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n105/ageddreamer/P1010008-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Is that a roller coaster? Yes, it is. Is this a theme park? No, it isn't. It's a bloody hotel. A hotel rich and lavish enough to construct an entire gigantic functioning roller coaster (and the Statue of Liberty too, but I don't really care about that) around it. Woohoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So yeah, that was pretty much my two days in LV. It was a relief when we left that city, yknow, because all the wealth and enormous waste of money there was just painful to see. And the sleaze, the sleaze...it's vaguely embarassing when you're walking along with your family and every &lt;em&gt;street&lt;/em&gt; has at least one naked revue (ranging from tasteful to....not so tasteful.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have no idea what I'll post about next. Probably Disneyland, but I severely lack photos from there because we were too busy riding roller coasters, so yea. California Screamin'!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-2787326307696519992?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/2787326307696519992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=2787326307696519992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2787326307696519992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/2787326307696519992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/america-post-1-las-vegas-okay-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STUYkG5tuyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dtR7dP4Rrh4/s72-c/P1000917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38564500.post-8581908953752903724</id><published>2008-12-01T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:11:07.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprise--this isn't going to be an America post either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was horribly standard. Badminton with xw and bryan was quite fun. In the sense that owning other kids younger than you is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were at the court until they decided to take a water break, during which 3 of us rushed over and choped and court and delighted in the disappointment on their faces once they returned and saw that they no longer had a place to play.  You take your kicks where you can get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair to me (something that more people should consider doing), they asked us to play (not like they had any other choice, actually) so, yeah, it's not our fault...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-8581908953752903724?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/8581908953752903724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=8581908953752903724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8581908953752903724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/8581908953752903724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/12/surprise-this-isnt-going-to-be-america.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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-38564500.post-6852918991143163725</id><published>2008-11-30T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:04:51.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hah okay I know I promised an America post, but I'm too damn lazy to post any epic piece of &lt;s&gt;fiction&lt;/s&gt; text atm, because to do that I'd need photos and I have approximately 550 photos from the trip on my computer and no intention whatsoever to go find the best ones from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So--no post on America. I'll get round to it eventually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STKA8jHELHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cLIwyDTS4SE/s1600-h/P1000765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274419891309653106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STKA8jHELHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cLIwyDTS4SE/s320/P1000765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is damn fun, though. Get 3 friends, a long bus ride, a deck of cards, and you're set...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On another note, why is &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; going to Australia to study?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38564500-6852918991143163725?l=recalibration.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/feeds/6852918991143163725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38564500&amp;postID=6852918991143163725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6852918991143163725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38564500/posts/default/6852918991143163725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recalibration.blogspot.com/2008/11/hah-okay-i-know-i-promised-america-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IAMcOo6BZao/STKA8jHELHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cLIwyDTS4SE/s72-c/P1000765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
