<?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-8796649197171478123</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:40:21.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>42</title><subtitle type='html'>because thinking of a good name is way too much work</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>280</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7108453868732159807</id><published>2011-08-11T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T22:51:05.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I'm done with this chapter. It's been fun. Thanks people.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna go practise my victory dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-7108453868732159807?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7108453868732159807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=7108453868732159807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7108453868732159807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7108453868732159807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-guess-im-done-with-this-chapter.html' title=''/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7258654281099445960</id><published>2011-06-09T20:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:32:28.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Epic Fail Becomes an Understatement</title><content type='html'>Fauziah Ariffin of Obedient Wives Club said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;"I believe we have been misunderstood and misinterpreted. When we said  that husbands should treat their wives like first-class prostitutes, we  were not putting wives on the same level with prostitutes. We are  talking about first-class elite types, not street hooker types."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-7258654281099445960?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7258654281099445960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=7258654281099445960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7258654281099445960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7258654281099445960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-epic-fail-becomes-understatement.html' title='When Epic Fail Becomes an Understatement'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-150352562706628022</id><published>2011-05-23T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:53:45.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Landslide</title><content type='html'>Generous donations are made only after it is too late. The sincerity of these charitable people are not in question.  We feel sorry now, our hearts saddened by such tragedy. But this tragedy is just an accumulation of faulty policies and shady implementations. Of our ignorance and our habit of taking things for granted and our complacency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is washing his hands of this matter. Better policies will be made. A new infrastructure will be built. But those 16 lives are forever lost. Nothing can be done to undo that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our first lady, you bet your comment on the Japanese earthquake are gonna come back and haunt you someday. Where's your environmentally-friendly planning and development?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those religious nazis, if catastrophes happen because of sin, why does it have to strike an orphanage? What excuse does your God have this time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-150352562706628022?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/150352562706628022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=150352562706628022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/150352562706628022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/150352562706628022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2011/05/landslide.html' title='Landslide'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-9145017695422297846</id><published>2011-04-26T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T00:34:50.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This.Is.War</title><content type='html'>It's a wonder that the debate over the use of English in teaching Mathematics and Science in schools is not quite resolved. The debate itself has somewhat evolved into a matter of patriotism. The debate has drifted away from its true intentions and became a battlefield to seek the superior language. The room for arguement is vast and it will be monopolised  by those in power, those who are not afraid to voice their opinions and I fear those who are drunk from the atmosphere of self-righteousness. Because they will not stop for a moment and talk it over. Rationally. Because they feel something is taken away from them and they must fight back. Because they will lead an army of angry men who don't know why they are marching other than because they have to. Because to them, this is war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-9145017695422297846?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/9145017695422297846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=9145017695422297846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9145017695422297846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9145017695422297846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2011/04/thisiswar.html' title='This.Is.War'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5343948508988778442</id><published>2011-04-20T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:36:08.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Education in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>66 schoolboys in Terengganu were sent to boot camp for having effeminate tendencies by the state Education Department. I can't really say whether I support or am against transexuality but under what law was this action sanctioned? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Razali Daud&lt;/span&gt;, the department director said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;As educators, we have to do something about it before the young ones misunderstand people and reach the point of no return.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;We are not intervening with the process of nature as we are merely trying to guide these students to a proper path in life.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If left unchecked, it could become a problem later in life for them, their families and society.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is sending them to boot camp not intervening? And if they really are trying to guide students to a proper path in life, perhaps switching Science and Math into English and back to Bahasa Melayu was really a necessity to test our language skills. Maybe hiring a racist principal would prepare them for real life events in this multiracial society. Maybe hiring a teacher who is capable of murder would really discipline those delinquents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was in secondary school, i knew this male teacher who looks like a vampire. He used  tonnes of hair products and drove around in a modified Iswara with a huge ass spoiler. Yes, he was a teacher. And back then, we all know he was a pervert. There were several cases where he did some bad shit and i forgot which got him fired. A pervert is hired to become a teacher in a coed school. If that shit wasn't bad enough, after he got fired, he taught at a juvenile center. Really, those kids with issues got a pervert as a teacher in their way to become a better person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't think those 66 boys really need more help from the Education Department.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-5343948508988778442?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5343948508988778442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5343948508988778442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5343948508988778442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5343948508988778442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2011/04/education-in-malaysia.html' title='Education in Malaysia'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6211880789293905774</id><published>2011-04-06T01:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T02:12:30.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing But The Obvious</title><content type='html'>Tan Sri Harussani Zakaria wanted to ban the Manchester United jersey and that wasn't enough. He now wants to ban poco poco dance. No, he couldn't think of anything else to point out. Like the mat rempits riding in gangs at midnight. Or the fact that the highest divorce rate among the three major races is from the Malay society. Or how an ustaz was responsible for the death of a 7 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, the poco poco dance is of utmost importance and must be banned immediately to save us helpless people from destroying our own faith and go down a wrong path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously, there's something fucking wrong with this country.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6211880789293905774?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6211880789293905774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6211880789293905774' title='3 Comments'/><link 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obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUjatTpvusM/TWEoCZXR2HI/AAAAAAAAArg/5jr0qrVsL7U/s1600/imagesrc.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gCB7zCq8vg/TWEjHIFM2YI/AAAAAAAAArY/9b-x_o20Yy0/s1600/kawaninja250_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gCB7zCq8vg/TWEjHIFM2YI/AAAAAAAAArY/9b-x_o20Yy0/s400/kawaninja250_2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575776418996738434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUjatTpvusM/TWEoCZXR2HI/AAAAAAAAArg/5jr0qrVsL7U/s1600/imagesrc.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUjatTpvusM/TWEoCZXR2HI/AAAAAAAAArg/5jr0qrVsL7U/s400/imagesrc.php.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575781835294759026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The green one is the Kawasaki Ninja 250R. the black one is almost the same thing, except it's got fuel injection and just made the world a better place for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-2141832713751037848?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2141832713751037848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=2141832713751037848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2141832713751037848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2141832713751037848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2011/02/unhealthy-obsession.html' title='unhealthy obsession'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gCB7zCq8vg/TWEjHIFM2YI/AAAAAAAAArY/9b-x_o20Yy0/s72-c/kawaninja250_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8962552996626396001</id><published>2011-02-11T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:46:46.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking the silence</title><content type='html'>i have nothing much to say this time. just the fact that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the malaysian government spent RM6 billion on six second-generation patrol vessels for the Royal Malaysian Navy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the 2011 Year One English textbooks have errors like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He closed his eyes and fell aslept".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;something is terrifyingly wrong in this country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-8962552996626396001?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8962552996626396001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8962552996626396001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8962552996626396001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8962552996626396001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2011/02/breaking-silence.html' title='breaking the silence'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3649559484001837978</id><published>2010-11-22T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:42:44.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let's just say things aren't so well this week. getting framed is bad enough, having someone insult my intelligence is taking it to an entirely new level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-3649559484001837978?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6902848243373956327</id><published>2010-10-29T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:57:32.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day thirty</title><content type='html'>so you are almost there. this is your last letter. finish this letter and you are going to complete that stupid letter challenge you took in the first place. you have no idea what the challenge is for, and you have no idea why you took it. perhaps because you want to do some soul searching. it kinda worked. heck, you're talking to yourself now. do it in public and you'll have to see a shrink soon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so you have to talk to at least 29 other people before you can talk to yourself huh. sure a long wait just to beat the crap out of yourself. what are you afraid of? what angers you? what makes you turn cold but still try to fake a smile? maybe certain things are best left unsaid after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is bothering you? you've done everything you can think of, and you're not asking for much. but even that doesn't turn out right. you give it your best and fate still manages to fuck it up. maybe your best is not good enough and it will never be. maybe you should just give up. maybe you can't fight fate. you can try but it's a losing battle. you don't really care that your grades were bad, the fact that you're kinda alone in college, or you were so close to hitting your housemate, or all that shitty nightmares you've been getting. you just want to feel belonged. maybe that's why you want to go home so badly. maybe that's why you try so hard to make the people you love happy. but nothing is right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're never gonna be superman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6902848243373956327?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6902848243373956327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6902848243373956327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6902848243373956327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6902848243373956327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-thirty.html' title='day thirty'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3176647086594105280</id><published>2010-10-28T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:24:23.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twenty nine</title><content type='html'>hi mom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry i bought a guitar. and i did some other stuff too which probably won't make you too happy when you find out. i figured that sometimes, certain things are best left untold. im sorry if i was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your rebellious son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-3176647086594105280?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3176647086594105280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3176647086594105280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3176647086594105280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3176647086594105280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-twenty-nine.html' title='day twenty nine'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6591505902660347464</id><published>2010-10-27T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:08:42.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twenty eight</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've changed my life more than you would ever realise. and i thank you for that. thank you for making a roller coaster out of cable cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours gratefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-6591505902660347464?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6591505902660347464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6591505902660347464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6591505902660347464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6591505902660347464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-twenty-eight.html' title='day twenty eight'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5432695253036704511</id><published>2010-10-26T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T13:33:30.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twenty seven</title><content type='html'>hello there,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still remember me? the guy you sat next to during jpj test? have you pass the B2 license yet? anyway, what are you up to now? still sticking with accounting? i know it's kinda random for me to write this but i have this 30 letter day challenge thing going on. still, it's nice poking people randomly. do reply when you have the time. oh, before i forget, thanks for teaching me how to fold a crane. it was you wasn't it? heh. now i shall excuse myself and continue my work. nice knowing you by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-5432695253036704511?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5432695253036704511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5432695253036704511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5432695253036704511'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-770588804059416743?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/770588804059416743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=770588804059416743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/770588804059416743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/770588804059416743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-twenty-six.html' title='day twenty six'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-1721224164073290737</id><published>2010-10-24T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:52:11.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twenty five</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know things aren't working so well for you. i can't say i know how it feels because i haven't been in your shoes. but i do know that you can't give up no matter what. use every ounce of strength you have left and get through this. once it's all over, everything's gonna be ok. i'll be there if you need me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours, at all times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-1721224164073290737?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1721224164073290737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=1721224164073290737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1721224164073290737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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anyway, about this letter, i want to thank you for the sweetest memory, our first date, or whatever it was back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was our last chance to see each other before both of us had to go somewhere. it was supposed to be a normal meet up with my friends, but stuff came up and it was only the two of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still remember when we had to exchange presents. you prepared the whole night making it and i did mine in 30 minutes inside mph, after buying a sketchpad and a pen. im sorry it was a lousy present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still remember what we both wore. i've never seen you in that again actually. and you'd never see me in that again because the dobi lost that shirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that date means so much because it was the beginning of everything, a door to all possibilities. i had no idea where we stood, or where we were going but that didn't seem to matter because it still made me happy. so many questions unanswered, stories yet to be told, the past that still lurked around. at that point, i was falling in love. your gravity pulled me in and somehow put everything else in place. i had no idea where i fell from, or where im going to land. all i know that it felt like i was flying. thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours gratefully,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-8892272795414477266?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8892272795414477266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8892272795414477266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8892272795414477266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8892272795414477266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-twenty-four.html' title='day twenty four'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-717646435995602787</id><published>2010-10-22T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T08:37:14.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twenty two</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you kinda screw things up. but everybody makes mistakes. what matters is that you learn from them and try not to let it happen again. stop beating yourself down because of this stuff. there are better things to do. look, if you still want to live in your own world of regret, go ahead but don't drag those who care about you along. so if you give a damn about people around you, stand up and put an end to this. start again and if you fall, get back up again. i hate to break it to you but that's life. if you need help, you know how to reach me. till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours, with fever and bad temper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-717646435995602787?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/717646435995602787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=717646435995602787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/717646435995602787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/717646435995602787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-twenty-two.html' title='day twenty two'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4867262202811140278</id><published>2010-10-21T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:56:24.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they'd say anything....</title><content type='html'>"sex education in schools is also a must to prevent from young girls from being involved in premarital sex" -hamidah mumamad jafar, Putatan Puteri UMNO divison chief.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"for example, the commercials on sanitary pads are openly shown on tv and this could influence the young to get involved in social ills" -azura mohd afandi, Johor Baru Puteri UMNO chief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what im saying is not surprising. in the 20th century, we have seen cases of punishment wihtout trial in the US, the holocaust tragedy in Europe, the slaughter of palestinians in the Middle East and the ethnic cleansing in Bosnia and Rwanda. imagine what is the outcome, if every generation of malaysians question the social contract which were agreed upon their forefathers" -najib, Prime Minister of Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*facepalm*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-4867262202811140278?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-1026389856964166991</id><published>2010-10-20T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:01:41.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twenty one</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i probably owe this to more than one person, but to you especially. im sorry i judged you on first impression. im not trying to make it sound better by saying almost everyone does it too, because i have a better excuse. the first time i saw you, you were on stage, debating, as a 3rd speaker. you were furious, witty, eloquent, a bit scary and would probably kill me with the mic stand if i were your opponent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off the stage, you were completely different. you were actually a really nice person. like i said, everyone judge a book by its cover. but in my defence, i would say that i'd still give that book another chance, and keep flipping the pages and really make up my mind about it later. what im trying to say is that, whatever first impression i have, its dynamic, not static. it changes with time, with how much i get to know a person. and i wouldn't say i've finished reading those books, but i think i've found a few great friends hidden between the many pages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-1026389856964166991?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1026389856964166991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8791224646473866152</id><published>2010-10-19T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:15:42.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twenty</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't wish to bring up the past. no point in it. what i want to say is that, what happened doesn't matter anymore. things happens, so does complications and people get hurt. it's only natural that one takes time to understand another, and that takes time, and patience and sometimes getting hurt is part of the process. if anything, i want to thank you for making me realise that someone as cold as me does have a heart, one that can break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish you the best of luck and i wish you well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-8791224646473866152?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8791224646473866152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8791224646473866152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8791224646473866152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8791224646473866152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-twenty.html' title='day twenty'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-9114003913658442465</id><published>2010-10-19T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T16:58:01.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day nineteen</title><content type='html'>time to pay up the rent no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-9114003913658442465?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/9114003913658442465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=9114003913658442465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9114003913658442465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9114003913658442465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-nineteen.html' title='day nineteen'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7818325801374088742</id><published>2010-10-17T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:13:52.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day eighteen</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you're a freaking rich guy now because you bought that lucky lottery number. so, mind telling me what the numbers were and when exactly to buy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your miserable, broke old self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-7818325801374088742?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-2167160310385550810</id><published>2010-10-17T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:42:38.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day seventeen</title><content type='html'>oi&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going back home anytine soon? im sick of college and mum disapprove of bus at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours, stuck in college for way too long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-2167160310385550810?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4578999650919928665</id><published>2010-10-15T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T19:31:31.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day sixteen</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how are things over there? haven't IM you lately. haven't see anything new on your facebook, so i guess you're busy as well. so im gonna cut this short. i hope everything's working well for you. and please let me know when you happen to drop by this hopeless country again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, all the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours from far far away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-4578999650919928665?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4578999650919928665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=4578999650919928665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4578999650919928665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4578999650919928665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-sixteen.html' title='day sixteen'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4499919767712169403</id><published>2010-10-14T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:53:25.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day fifteen</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we haven't meet up for some time now. i really wish you could come over soon. i've got something for you. i don't know if this bait would work, but i miss you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours only,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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fifteen'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-1824571598971021871</id><published>2010-10-13T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:04:23.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day fourteen</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know if you still remember me. but we were in the same class in primary 5 and 6. yea, the half chinese half malay guy. that was me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember when we were prefects and had to do our duties. my favourite was taking back the flags for keeping. kinda fun because we'd play in the hall for a while after we're done with it. i still haven't forgot the day puan kalsom said you have the best handwriting in class. we were obsessed about that for a while. heh. i think we were two of her favourite students back then. before we become prefects, we were little rascals. having broom fights in class after school. hard to believe you became head of prefects. hahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, after primary six, we went to different schools. after you, i don't really have any good malay friends anymore. there are classmates, but that's it. we didn't really keep in touch, i never found out why. when you came back for HAC, i was glad things weren't awkward when we talked. i realised that we were on different paths and probably wouldn't see each other again. it was nice seeing you again. i just want to wish you the best in life. and thank you for making my primary school life enjoyable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your buddy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-1824571598971021871?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1824571598971021871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=1824571598971021871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1824571598971021871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1824571598971021871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-fourteen.html' title='day fourteen'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3010321107853349504</id><published>2010-10-12T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:28:40.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day thirteen</title><content type='html'>please forgive me i know not what i do&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im really sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-3010321107853349504?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3010321107853349504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3010321107853349504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3010321107853349504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3010321107853349504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-thirteen.html' title='day thirteen'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3329255338886706487</id><published>2010-10-11T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:42:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day twelve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-3329255338886706487?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3329255338886706487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3329255338886706487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3329255338886706487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3329255338886706487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-twelve.html' title='day twelve'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8411883689078732131</id><published>2010-10-10T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:03:30.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day eleven</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not the most talkative in the family, as you'd notice. we rarely talk, other than customary greetings and really short chats. now that we are in different worlds, i come to think about you once in a while, though a lot less lately. i just want to tell you that we are doing fine. nothing to worry about us. now that you see things from a different angle, maybe you would know that im going to do the right thing. maybe not all nice and sweet and heroic, still the right thing. it's not such a great deal of a battle, but it's a battle nonetheless, one which we all have to go through everyday and if we did good, we can go to bed with no guilt, no fear, no regrets. i can. and i hope you are proud of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your grandson,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-8411883689078732131?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8411883689078732131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8411883689078732131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8411883689078732131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8411883689078732131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-eleven.html' title='day eleven'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6202318914240391761</id><published>2010-10-09T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:23:01.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day ten</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you go online? if not, can i call? i really want to talk to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-6202318914240391761?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6202318914240391761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6202318914240391761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6202318914240391761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6202318914240391761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-ten.html' title='day ten'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3999147902644897385</id><published>2010-10-08T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:37:26.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crashing into an epiphany</title><content type='html'>the faster you go, the harder you crash. but if you're lucky enough, even for the shortest moment, you'll feel like you're flying. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thing is, being in love feels kinda the same. and i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-3999147902644897385?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3999147902644897385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3999147902644897385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3999147902644897385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3999147902644897385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/crashing-into-epiphany.html' title='crashing into an epiphany'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6181087786325220044</id><published>2010-10-08T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T16:50:59.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day nine</title><content type='html'>dear God,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we need to talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your undefined believer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-6181087786325220044?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6181087786325220044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6181087786325220044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6181087786325220044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6181087786325220044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-nine.html' title='day nine'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5642388575206076155</id><published>2010-10-07T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:40:26.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day eight</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't seen you online lately. guess you're busy huh. i hope you get all my emails. i don't really know because you rarely reply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny how we know each other. i still don't remember how i have you on my friendster. that was almost 4 years ago. it's been a long way since then. i guess what really bridged the gap was my friendster blog which seemed rather controversial as this one as well. its good to know that there is someone out there who actually read my what i wrote. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry that sometimes, i sound rather rude online. can't help it. words can only convey so much, and a simple "hey" can be said in so many ways. a simple "ok" would be misleading at certain times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i just hope that we can find commitment in ourselves to keep emailing and stuff. perhaps video call when there's an opportunity? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-5642388575206076155?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5642388575206076155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5642388575206076155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5642388575206076155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5642388575206076155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-eight.html' title='day eight'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3398292912260836386</id><published>2010-10-06T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T18:13:44.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day seven</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been a while huh. perhaps long enough for you to stop avoiding me? i wouldn't exactly say i have a crush on you. i was young and stupid. maybe the latter is still kinda glued onto me. my mistake was telling a friend about you, and it spread like wildfire. should have keep my mouth shut tight eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, just want to say sorry for wasting your time trying to avoid me. i hope you can laugh at this stuff in the years to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-3398292912260836386?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3398292912260836386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3398292912260836386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3398292912260836386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3398292912260836386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-seven.html' title='day seven'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3957632924732509413</id><published>2010-10-05T05:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T05:24:44.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day six</title><content type='html'>why hello there,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope, we haven't met before. and i don't think i have you on facebook. wanna have coffee or something later?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your soon-to-be acquaintance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-3957632924732509413?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3957632924732509413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3957632924732509413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3957632924732509413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3957632924732509413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-six.html' title='day six'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-1917839436923100245</id><published>2010-10-04T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T08:02:28.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day five</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally, time to set things straight. i have no idea what kind of dream you are. you come and go as you please and lately, you've taken the most hideous form. maybe you were nice when i was a kid. but seriously, i don't remember having a good dream for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think im bullshitting? you managed to scare the shit out of me when you showed me how i was murdered either with a gunshot at the back of my head or getting stabbed with a kitchen knife. if that wasn't enough, you've even made me feel like im invisible. yea, thanks a lot. you really are a good reason to hate sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even your deja vu's aren't helpful. im no fortune teller, but it'd be nice to get a warning sometimes you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try to be nice sometimes. i've had reality bad enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your sad pathetic victim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-1917839436923100245?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1917839436923100245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=1917839436923100245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1917839436923100245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1917839436923100245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-five.html' title='day five'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-9107615045579588327</id><published>2010-10-03T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:45:29.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day four</title><content type='html'>er...hey&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i honestly have no idea what to say. and i think you'd prefer i keep my mouth shut. but i don't want to quit doing this letter thing just yet. we don't really look like we're close huh. we don't even look alike. but our interests are the same. well, im more obsessed towards eva green than leah dizon if you really want go into details. we only meet up once in a while, either for yong tau fu or getting stuff from lowyat. and i know we don't ever call each other unless there's something. i think it'd be cooler that way. im not saying we're cold, just cool with each other. don't think there's awkwardness whenever we talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're a great brother. with an even greater sense of humour. you comments on my blog is worth a good laugh. i know you've sorta set a benchmark for us. the good thing is im not competitive, and have no interest in sibling rivalry. the things i did, debate, jpa....i didn't do them to prove im better. i just want to be different. i've already felt like a nobody in school. being someone's shadow at home would have driven me off the bridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's some facts. you're a great driver. crazy yes, so was ayrton senna, im not saying you're that great. but it's fun experiencing locking brakes, or G's in normal roads. you're smart. up to the point i hate the way you can do add math so easily. you play games the night before an exam. well, i do too, but our results would differ. you're a tech geek and you're really good at it. and i think you've got a good girlfriend that you've yet to introduce to me. im still waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one last thing, whatever happened to my other power supply? =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your brother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-9107615045579588327?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/9107615045579588327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=9107615045579588327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9107615045579588327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9107615045579588327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-four.html' title='day four'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8341054239339940794</id><published>2010-10-03T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:38:00.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8341054239339940794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8341054239339940794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/TKdt1c4em-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/NaO47H_uJ7I/s72-c/fuck+yeah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7995824000759233318</id><published>2010-10-02T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:23:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day three</title><content type='html'>dear mom,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet you didn't see this coming huh. mom, i owe you a lot. gratitude and apologies. you have been a wonderful mother. anyone can make babies, but you certainly know how to raise them. i wouldn't say that we siblings are the best sons, but i know none of us will do anything to dishonour our family. marrying someone with a completely different family background must be something big for you. and yet, our family stands right in the middle of the differences. we have our own cultures, our own way of living. we didn't just take bits from dad's family and yours, we took the best of both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, a child with parents of different races feels lost without an identity. that never happened to us. we know what we are and we are proud of it. i remember what you used to tell me, "you are not a chinese or a malay. you are ahmad benjamin".  one hell of a way to tell your kids they are unique mom =). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you've help me make important decisions in my life. i know i wouldn't be here without you. and i thank you for that. you've driven us to excel in our studies. im pretty sure the we have some sort of reputation in ibrahim school. even with different religious backgrounds, you managed to instill moral order in us. im not religious, but i still know what is right and what is wrong better than some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom, i want to say im sorry. i've lied to you about a certain things. i did tell you everything about it, but you don't seem to remember it. so i thought why not play along and wait for the right moment. you don't like me going out with my friends so often. and i understand why. even a friend laughed at me and said we are 19 year olds and we don't really need permission to go out. but i didn't mind. i dont think being able to go out freely is a sign of becoming an adult. sometimes, i don't mind staying home for the whole day. though a trip to mee thajuddin for tahpau-ing would be nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im 19 now mom. and im kinda proud that i don't have to burden dad with my daily expenses. i just want to tell you that im grown up now. you have raised me well. so i doubt i'll make any major mistakes in life. im glad you listened to me about moving from matriculation to ktt. i know it was hectic. coming down to nilai from kedah, without an offer letter. but it worked. im doing medicine because you wanted me to, and because i think i can make this world a better place. sure, there's plenty of other ways of going around that. but why not do something that others can't do and get paid generously right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom, maybe i don't tell you this, but i like being home. 6 hours of a bus ride is nothing short of a signboard with neon lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your dearest son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear dad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being a great dad. we've never been compromised when it comes to spending. i know you don't pamper us with gifts or toys. i know the tax and the bills are sucking away your salary. and seeing what we have now, with how much you get paid. i think we're doing great. i know you think going to starbucks is a waste of money. like vj's dad said, "you're not paying for the coffee, you're paying for the lifestyle". but you don't mind spending a lot everyday for good food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know we don't talk a lot. sons tend to be closer to the mothers. i remember the time when my friends came over. that's when you realised i can speak good english and vice versa. that was really funny. plus, my friends think you're a cool dad. i guess your jokes about girlfriends work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry for the insane phone bills. i did the math wrongly. it was supposed to be 200, not 600. and thank you for not exploding. i hope you see that i've taken some responsibility by using prepaid now. and im still spending using my jpa allowances. im glad i don't have to take any more money from you, yet. which is why i took the jpa offer. i want to be independent. thank you for letting me make most of my decisions. and thanks for giving a second opinion. it helped a lot. you treat me as an adult already and it feels really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad, the next time you want to buy a car. please test drive it first. i think the new tuscon is a good option. still, you gotta test drive it. if you feel really generous about getting me a car for my first year in medic school, the ford fiesta would be nice. but i don't mind driving brother's saga till i save up my own money for my car. and i know you don't want me to ride bikes. but the ninja is way too seducing. i promise i won't go above 160km/h, k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your dearest son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-7995824000759233318?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7995824000759233318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=7995824000759233318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7995824000759233318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7995824000759233318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-three.html' title='day three'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7234343438769567609</id><published>2010-10-01T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:53:22.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day two</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never thought that i would write you a love letter, not one like this anyway. you may not realise it, but i find myself helplessly falling in love you again and again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been quite a while since we first met. im kinda glad that it wasn't like any other hollywood love at first sight. i wouldn't want the story of my love life start ordinarily like the rest. maybe that's why i fell for you. because you are different. anyone who knows you well enough would agree with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have been my source of inspiration. in fact. that was my initial feeling towards you. awe. and that somehow changed into the inevitable. it wasn't easy for me to admit it. i might risk losing a good friend and that is not worth it. so i kept myself in a bubble of denial. wasn't long till the bubble burst. funny they call it falling in love when it actually feels like flying. that's how you make me feel. thank you. now, all i ask is for you to take my hand and i'll return the favor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yours with love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-7234343438769567609?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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distance, the different time zones, the busy college life and etc, i don't think this friendship would have any difficulties. meeting up hasn't been easy since we left school, but once we do, i feel no wall between us, no gap, no feeling of awkwardness. it's like we just saw each other yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life wouldn't be the same without you. you helped shape me into who i am today. you got me through the hard times and you made the good times much more memorable. you made me see life from a different point of view. sometimes, you drive me to excel, to push myself further because i know you have faith in me and i hate to disappoint you. the best part about us is that we never fight about anything. that is, if memory serves me right. maybe you don't really know where im getting at and i haven't the slightest clue either.  i just want you to know it's been a pleasure having you around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish the the best life has to offer, in whatever it is that you're doing. you might have to go somewhere i can't follow, but if you need help, i'll be there. and one day, when we've got we're looking for, i really hope we could sit down and have a laugh about the good old days. till then, good luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're lucky friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;benjamin&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/8796649197171478123-1614393900318591626?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1614393900318591626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=1614393900318591626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1614393900318591626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1614393900318591626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-one.html' title='day one'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-2095926327009273045</id><published>2010-09-30T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:13:02.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days letters challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 1 — Your Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 — Your Crush&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 — Your parents&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 5 — Your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 6 — A stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 — The person you miss the most&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 — Someone from your childhood&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 — The last person you kissed&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 — The person that gave you your favourite memory&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 — Someone that changed your life&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(47, 47, 47); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: black; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;let's see if i can really do this&lt;/span&gt;&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/8796649197171478123-2095926327009273045?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2095926327009273045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=2095926327009273045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2095926327009273045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2095926327009273045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-days-letters-challenge.html' title='30 days letters challenge'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5941233704057687737</id><published>2010-09-22T15:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T16:17:47.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE : anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;its good to hear that u r 'trying' to learn the koran. just a piece of advice, no use of having the knowledge yet u look like u have none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i get what u try to say bout the geo thing. is the same to pI. we learnt it in schools. its just that geo is from form 1 to 3 but pI, for us is up to form 6. cuz there is more to learn. yet we were just using text book.. if we were using korang, i guess the topic of this post would be different right? theres no religious studies that are complimentary in medic or law schools. they are optional.&lt;br /&gt;talking bout interest. sorry for saying this directly. its true that students might get interest in geo for example later on. from ur point of view, what the heck bout religions studies right? yet if u widen ur scope of view, u'll see that its just u that is not interested in pI. most people in ur college for example has deep affections towards religions. people actually enjoy it.. some might not but they still learn it cuz of fear towards god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the test, its not to test ur faith. duh.. let me ask u a basic question. whats the purpose of test? its to assess ur knowledge. driving test for example, do those who failed their computer test signifies that they are lack in driing skills? the pI test is actually is to make sure that u study the syllabus text. pendidikan jasmani test for example, its not actually a test right? we all know that it is not important as our final year exam doesn't incude the test mark.. so, whats the average score? how many of us study for it? so, back to the topic, the test is to ensure that we study the agama islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i do not understand your advice at all. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i do not understand why do you have to take my question as an attack and get all offensive. but it's fun reading what you write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i do not understand how religious studies can be "complimentary" as opposed to optional. try compulsory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i do not understand the need to bring up religious studies in medic or law school. i mentioned it to prove that geography is taught at lower levels of education, where students haven't really specify their course of studies. once one have enrolled into a medical or law school, geography is useless in the pursuit of becoming a doctor or lawyer. my "complain" about the test of pendidikan islam was about how the syllabus is decided and what is the ministry of education trying to assess from students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i did not say religious studies are useless. i was just questioning how it would be carried out, and in this case, specifically on the use of textbooks instead of the koran itself. i have no affection for religion, or so you would assume safely behind your anonymity, but like i said, it doesn't stop me from trying to learn more about it. not because of im pious, or i want to get closer to God, or fear towards God. i do it because i want to know. which is the exact same intention i had when i asked that question in the previous post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i was being sarcastic, but i guess it doesn't work on you. yes, the test is not about faith. it's about everything in the syllabus. if you fail the computer test in a driving test, it does mean you are lacking in driving skills. let's not forget driving skills includes the ability to judge a situation or traffic, or road conditions and signboards. being able to drive means nothing if you don't know what the sign means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so if the test is to ensure that we study islam, what does it assess? pendidikan is a whole lot more holistic than pengetahuan btw. to be "didik" well, is more than to be smart. it's to be well mannered as well,...like introducing yourself when speaking to someone. so if it is pengetahuan, or pengajian islam, i would have no objection. but pendidikan islam does not include only knowledge. so is pendidikan islam, its syllabus and its tests coherent? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i didn't remove your post. i just got an email notification. it didnt even come up on my page.&lt;/span&gt;&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/8796649197171478123-5941233704057687737?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5941233704057687737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5941233704057687737' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5941233704057687737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5941233704057687737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/09/re-anonymous.html' title='RE : anonymous'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-9041087348123323113</id><published>2010-09-15T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:05:13.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it just hit me...</title><content type='html'>why is it that our Pendidikan Islam uses textbooks by the education ministry and not the Quran itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's like playing Gran Turismo for your driving lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-9041087348123323113?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/9041087348123323113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=9041087348123323113' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9041087348123323113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9041087348123323113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-it-just-hit-me.html' title='and it just hit me...'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-50682454074051233</id><published>2010-09-09T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:28:54.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;selamat hari raya to everyone. wishing you the best. and do heed to those delicious ketupat and rendang. they have been waiting for you. heck, that alone makes fasting worth it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-50682454074051233?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/50682454074051233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=50682454074051233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/50682454074051233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/50682454074051233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-1426872165431959751</id><published>2010-09-08T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T01:05:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>utusan malaysaja</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" UMNO-owned Malay daily Utusan Malaysia urged that cyber-criminals who insult Islam on the internet be sent into exile and be taught how to live in a multi-racial and multi-religious country"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more info, click &lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/perkasa-wants-isa-crackdown-in-online-islam-slurs/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ibettthisdudemadethisuptosoundpoliticallybiased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. so a multireligious society must only have tolerance for ONE religion and not others? so those who insult other religions and relate their practice and identities to dogs get away?  only those insulting Islam is met with punishment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. how does living in exile going to teach someone to live in a society, especially one that is multiracial and multireligious? do you think anyone from Lost can ever assimilate themselves into the conventional society ever again? they might have to really end it if they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. reminds me of an MP who suggested that people who are HIV positive should be exiled. hmm, i see an uncanny consistency and pattern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-1426872165431959751?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/1426872165431959751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=1426872165431959751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1426872165431959751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/1426872165431959751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/09/utusan-malaysaja.html' title='utusan malaysaja'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-921560982786200777</id><published>2010-09-02T03:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T04:13:47.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy (belated) independence day</title><content type='html'>yes, i did not celebrate our 53rd independence day in any way, be it giving this god forsaken nation a thought or two or simply writing a post reminding myself that independence is about malaysia and not barisan nasional. but the line between the two is getting blurred. BN has been ruling malaysia since independence. it basically shaped malaysia into what we see today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it's members consists of a guy who has his own sex tape, another involved in the linggam tape. it has conducted operasi lalang in the name of national security. it has seen peaceful rallies being treated with water cannons, tear gas, riot shields, and endless arrests. it has seen a principal making racist remarks during the holy month of ramadhan and got away with it. it has seen that a particular non-muslim been told not to enter a surau without the consent of selangor islamic religious council when the prophet himself has never stopped anyone from entering a mosque as long as they carry no ill will. it has seen a lawyer strangling himself in the courtroom in his bid to prove that one can strangle himself and die. it has seen enough sodomy trials to outrun Lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need i say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking back, malaysia is no longer just about ali, muthu and ah chong living happily, harmoniously together. i desperately wish this can come true but with so many scars, can we really be blind enough to look past them if we can't even look at another skin colour without prejudice. malaysia is not just about all the races living in tolerance and peace when things are going good. because frankly, things aren't. and who do we have to thank for that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have forgotten what malaysia is about, and perhaps what independence means to me. i have lost my faith in religion a long time ago. now im losing faith in this country. i just need to see a glimpse of hope that malaysia can be a country where ali would stand up for muthu and ah chong when that bitch makes another racist remark about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to see yasmin ahmad's commercials again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;pardon the vulgarity, it's 4am and i still believe in  the freedom of speech.&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/8796649197171478123-921560982786200777?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/921560982786200777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=921560982786200777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/921560982786200777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/921560982786200777'/><link rel='alternate' 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class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;it feels kinda fucked up&lt;/span&gt;&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/8796649197171478123-7318141558647715737?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7318141558647715737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=7318141558647715737' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7318141558647715737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/7318141558647715737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know-how-its-like-to-be-invisible.html' title='correction'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4127052528352955134</id><published>2010-08-26T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:29:33.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something just hit me, i can't post emo shit here anymore cause people actually read my blog. &lt;div&gt;is that good or bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-4127052528352955134?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4127052528352955134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=4127052528352955134' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4127052528352955134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4127052528352955134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-just-hit-me-i-cant-post-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5072637147997492888</id><published>2010-08-25T14:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:38:39.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you can't give a good analogy, expect it to backfire</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"Saya bawa kereta proton saga, ah chong dan muthu menumpang dalam kereta saya. kami sama sama menuju ke satu destinasi tetapi itu tidak menjadikan ah chong dan muthu memiliki kereta proton saga tersebut kerana saya tetap pemandu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i won't bother translating that into english because it might sound less stupid that way, or maybe it's the other way round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;that statement is :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1. a fallacy, not analogy. it does not reflect the truth. let's put it into a context of a nation. is it to imply that the malays own this country? is it to imply that other races are simply "menumpang"? are they immigrants despite being born in this country? last time i check, that bullshit is not in the constitution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2. contradicting itself. it is questioning ah chong's and muthu's rights of ownership on the proton saga but at the same time, it does not verify it that the car belongs to the driver in the first place. being a driver doesn't mean you own the car, the same way a pilot doesn't own an airplane. you just bloody drive. it could be even ah chong's car and he lets the dude drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3. FUBAR! (watch saving private ryan)&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/8796649197171478123-5072637147997492888?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5072637147997492888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5072637147997492888' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5072637147997492888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5072637147997492888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-you-cant-give-good-analogy-expect-it.html' title='if you can&apos;t give a good analogy, expect it to backfire'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-9167913821679791599</id><published>2010-08-24T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T02:00:50.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>victim or simply racist?</title><content type='html'>1malaysia and its idea of a national school is not garnering much support as our PM would have liked. an idea is simple. a multiracial society with different religious backgrounds to understand each other in tolerance to promote nation building yadayadayada.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's rewind a few days back and look at &lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/nazri-pushes-zero-tolerance-against-racist-principals/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if the objective of a national school is integration, this is rather comical seeing that a principal of such school is a racist. to make a mockery of other races in this way is nothing short of symptoms of complete ignorance, self indulgent in one's race and to think too greatly of one's race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those chinese and indian students were born here. they are truly malaysian. perhaps they are descendants from the chinese and indians who have lived here longer than some malays. they are, by all means, malaysians. they belong to this country. and for those who still haven't realise it. having the word "malay" in malaysia does not mean it belongs to the malay. it does not mean the malay have more power, or more right to live here. im colourblind, in more than one way. i dont see why other races should be looked down, or regarded as unworthy to be part of malaysia. they pay their taxes, they abide by the law. they even withstood the keris and endless uproar about ketuanan melayu. and its getting louder thanks to perkasa. this is a country that is supposed to advocate equality, but Barisan Nasional itself is divided into UMNO, MCA and MIC. no rewards to those who says who has the most power. each party shouting to defend the rights of the people it represents. but the keris wielder always have the last say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had the principal be a chinese, my bet is that he would have been detained under ISA the next morning. but Puan Hajah Siti Inshah Mansor is as malay as anyone can get. she's more malay than me i'll give you that. its been days, and i the only action i see is that Education director general Tan Sri Alimudin Dom claiming that it was a mere misunderstanding and it had been resolved. no action taken against her. all our DPM could manage was to order a probe into the issue. our very own PM was speechless on this matter. why? because she is a malay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to make matters more complicated we have &lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/on-facebook-racist-principal-finds-support-in-numbers/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, so she might have been a political tool by some party. she was used. bla bla bla, ok i get it. but wait, 20 complaints have been made. even some of the parents made a police report. and if really it was a political move, why is the PM so silent about it? he would have known better. he made his way into the highest status as a politician didn't he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in an unrelated news, those who were guilty on the vandalism of the surau which occured yesterday has been arrested today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*this blogpost is nothing but random ramblings and a personal opinion of the writer who believes in the freedom of speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-9167913821679791599?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/9167913821679791599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=9167913821679791599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9167913821679791599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/9167913821679791599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/08/victim-or-simply-racist.html' title='victim or simply racist?'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6807048059538630783</id><published>2010-08-22T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:19:38.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysian soap opera</title><content type='html'>1. the candle light vigil peaceful rally against ISA was met with much force. they had riot police and trucks ready to prevent the rally from taking place. yet, during the cow head incident, the police just stood by and watched. they even had hishamuddin's support, claiming that "&lt;i&gt;they just wanted their voices to be heard&lt;/i&gt;". when there were mass gatherings at mosques after friday prayers in retaliation of the use of the word "Allah" in catholic publications, najib said "&lt;i&gt;we cannot stop the people if they want to congregrate within the mosque compounds&lt;/i&gt;". er, right. next time let's see what happens if they have the candle vigil in churches and temples. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. amidst the sodomy drama, an affair emerged between mohd saiful bukhari azlan, the key witness and farah azlina latif, the junior member of the DPP (Deputy Public Prosecutor). both are crimes. so if anwar is going down, so should saiful. but in bolehland, double standard is well...standard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. the rumour, as there has not been any solid evidence, of the use of lim guan eng's name instead of the agong's in the khutbah in several mosques in penang. and yet, there would be swift investigation regarding this matter. over a rumour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. the sudden discovery of teoh beng hock's suicide note, despite Dr Pornthip's claim that it was not suicide. with utter disbelief, Nazri Aziz, minister in the PM's dept called her a LIAR. little did he know that she was the most trusted person in thailand, according to a Reader's Digest survey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6807048059538630783?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6807048059538630783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6807048059538630783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6807048059538630783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6807048059538630783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/08/malaysian-soap-opera.html' title='malaysian soap opera'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4751994760637505484</id><published>2010-08-09T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T20:12:57.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im 19 and im playing pokemon. never lost that kid in me eh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-4751994760637505484?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4751994760637505484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=4751994760637505484' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6901322440351193174</id><published>2010-07-26T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T19:50:23.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>told you im lucky</title><content type='html'>turns out i only missed half an hour of class instead of 5 today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6901322440351193174?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6901322440351193174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6901322440351193174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6901322440351193174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6901322440351193174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/07/told-you-im-lucky.html' title='told you im lucky'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-2671033226055491964</id><published>2010-07-24T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:02:47.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self explanatory</title><content type='html'>is it me, or all the anonymous comments sound rather coherent? talking about mentality, heh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-2671033226055491964?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2671033226055491964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=2671033226055491964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2671033226055491964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2671033226055491964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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wearing a devil emblem be considered worshiping the devil? by that logic, does wearing a t-shirt with a nike emblem count as worshiping nike? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean seriously, how does wearing a jersey erode a muslim's faith? nope, &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/2010072201113820100722011138/Article"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Datuk Nooh Gadot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; didn't elaborate. "Yes, of course in Islam we don't allow people to wear this sort of thing.", &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/2010072201113820100722011138/Article"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Tan Sri Harussani Zakaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; added. who's "we" in Islam? a group of people with similar mindset doesn't count because there are millions of muslims. a bunch of idiots with too much time on their hands doesn't represent us as muslims, and certainly have no right to be a symbol of islam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i can't wear a t shirt with a cross because it represents christianity....so should i scrap of the + symbol on my calculator. should all muslims do that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's try it this way. islam is often symbolised by the crescent and stars. so if other religions were to think to like those clowns, should they blow up the moon or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-465664398903836417?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/465664398903836417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=465664398903836417' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/465664398903836417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/465664398903836417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/07/re-dont-wear-devil-jerseys.html' title='RE : don&apos;t wear devil jerseys'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6683269833215356527</id><published>2010-07-21T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:40:03.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please do not spam</title><content type='html'>one more spam and im closing the chat box for good. then everyone wouldn't have a sixpacks and they are gonna end up looking like homer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6683269833215356527?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6683269833215356527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6683269833215356527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6683269833215356527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6683269833215356527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/07/please-do-not-spam.html' title='please do not spam'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-2391668697904956025</id><published>2010-07-17T17:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:52:57.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a ford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/TEF9bAVtZaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/JugLS8eDXLA/s1600/2009_ford_fiesta_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/TEF9bAVtZaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/JugLS8eDXLA/s400/2009_ford_fiesta_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494810923269711266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fuel prices are going up. we need a small car with a small engine. we need......this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-2391668697904956025?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2391668697904956025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=2391668697904956025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2391668697904956025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/2391668697904956025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-ford.html' title='it&apos;s a ford'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/TEF9bAVtZaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/JugLS8eDXLA/s72-c/2009_ford_fiesta_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5577753999606027456</id><published>2010-07-12T23:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:17:59.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strumming strings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-family:Verdana, Arial, Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;      G     Cadd9  Dsus4/F#  G/B     Em7     Dsus4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;e|----3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------3----| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;B|----3-------3-------3-------3-------3-------3----| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;G|----0-------0-------2-------0-------0-------2----| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;D|----0-------2-------0-------0-------2-------0----| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A|----2-------3-------0-------2-------2-------x----| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;E|----3-------x-------2-------x-------0-------x----|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-5577753999606027456?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5577753999606027456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5577753999606027456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5577753999606027456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5577753999606027456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/07/strumming-strings.html' title='strumming strings'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3130044759025335438</id><published>2010-07-08T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T21:39:39.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven</title><content type='html'>shit. i was pretty darn close to band 6. maybe im resitting that damn test.....just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i managed that hill run under seven minutes. pretty impressive when one just had pizza 2 hours earlier. i've got better shoes, now to get a better time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;rain still required though =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-3130044759025335438?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3130044759025335438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3130044759025335438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3130044759025335438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3130044759025335438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/07/seven.html' title='seven'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-1568656207869727634</id><published>2010-06-26T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T20:52:58.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd semester. day -2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;spring cleaning,&lt;/div&gt;feverish and running nose,&lt;div&gt;tired, beaten, broken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have nothing to look forward to in this lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-1568656207869727634?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-542381817097980335</id><published>2010-06-21T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:35:23.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typical monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what do you call a string of unfortunate events befalling you in that one single day where you had hoped it to be perfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabotage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8796649197171478123-542381817097980335?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8885626915835146764</id><published>2010-06-20T18:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:01:14.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>four-wheeled-plank-of-wood</title><content type='html'>skateboarding=bruises+killing my back+unimaginable humiliation+a bit of an adrenaline rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely gonna try that again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-8885626915835146764?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8885626915835146764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5680442093257708031</id><published>2010-06-18T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:38:01.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scars</title><content type='html'>i have scars. one of them is on my finger, my pinky. it's quite obvious and in turn, a lot of people ask me about it. i cut the story short and tell them "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i was two, i put that finger between a see saw and it sorta got crushed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never wear gloves, but that doesn't mean i don't try to hide it. either i walk with my right hand in the pocket, or just keep my fingers together so it wont show. i've always asked myself whether would it feel any different when i have handshakes. i don't want people to know about it. i was torn between being embarrassed about this scar or just didn't want to tell the story all over again. im not that much of a talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had this scar for 17 years now. the only way i've managed that is either by ignoring it or accepting the fact that it doesn't matter. do i pretend not to see it whenever i look at my hand or do i accept it as a part of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would i ignore it? because i would be embarrassed? because its a deformity? because its a sign of a foolish mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignoring a problem would never solve it. i know that better than some. ignoring something is just another method of running away, an act of denial. it is to pretend it didn't happen. it is to constantly live in the past. im sorry but time doesn't wait for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why not just accept the fact that i have a scar? to do that, is to admit i am somewhat incomplete, abnormal. but i guess it's better than living a lie, cause one day, i'll run out of excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that's why stories should be written in pen and not pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-5680442093257708031?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5680442093257708031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5680442093257708031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5680442093257708031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5680442093257708031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/06/scars.html' title='scars'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7803404528535848853</id><published>2010-06-17T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T14:07:05.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keris and darwin</title><content type='html'>is a scholarship a right or a gift? do you earn it or just leave it to luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is any consistency in the pattern in how PSD award its scholarships, i dare say one race has been getting the biggest slice of the pie every year. other than that, its mechanism is an utter mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they talk about 1Malaysia. well, you gotta put that keris down first. i see no logic behind a system that promotes equality and unity, and still defend that special position. it's been more than 50 years, if they can't keep up, then let natural selection do its job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-7803404528535848853?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/7803404528535848853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=7803404528535848853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the short posts. drafted hundreds of posts, only to hit backspace till the screen is blank again..and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can vent here and write the longest post i've ever written. or i can just shut up and forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flips coin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to killing zombies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-4924699492216172792?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4924699492216172792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=4924699492216172792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4924699492216172792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4924699492216172792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-2111484842803878608</id><published>2010-06-12T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T17:23:44.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a drink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3073438903562282129</id><published>2010-06-08T09:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:32:15.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>im sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;call me please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-3073438903562282129?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3073438903562282129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3073438903562282129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3073438903562282129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3073438903562282129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3931338417040519605</id><published>2010-06-04T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T18:16:14.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if...</title><content type='html'>if i were caught committing crime on my property, would the fact that my property was trespassed and my privacy invaded even matter in court? provided there was no warrant issued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-3931338417040519605?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3931338417040519605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3931338417040519605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3931338417040519605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3931338417040519605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/06/if.html' title='if...'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5739554357217748944</id><published>2010-06-02T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T03:58:40.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know you're thinking too much when you keep hitting backspace at the end of every line. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps you care about what people will say about you, how they see you and judge you. or you are not confident enough to voice your thoughts, thinking they are never blog-worthy. maybe you just don't want people to know what is going through your head right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"life is like a box of chocolate. you never know what you're gonna get" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random? err.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-5739554357217748944?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5739554357217748944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5739554357217748944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5739554357217748944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5739554357217748944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-know-youre-thinking-too-much-when.html' title=''/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6673438065452248635</id><published>2010-06-01T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:27:31.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hitting rewind</title><content type='html'>it's 2.45am.........and i just woke up. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, comfort zone. everyone has their own. some have it within their reach, some have to do a fair bit of walking, some have to start searching. what happens when we are not in our comfort zone? do we try to adapt to the new environment? do we inevitably change? is that part of growing up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been a while since form 5. everything has change after that. some of us went for NS, some started working, some just rotted away at home. then the results came, scholarships awarded in manners that i could only relate with complete chaos, we started going places. everything we knew was so far away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;strange new things greet us, with hostility for some. then we have new goals, new friends, new place to hang out, new lifestyle. a change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;call me retrogressive, but i want to go back before that watershed. i want to stay in memory lane. back then, the piano had so little keys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back then, i was me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6673438065452248635?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/6673438065452248635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=6673438065452248635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6673438065452248635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/6673438065452248635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/06/hitting-rewind.html' title='hitting rewind'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7578241248963990777</id><published>2010-05-27T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:38:36.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kryptonite-free</title><content type='html'>had chemistry practical, had a dose of the classic virtua on, had a good run on anakin's racing-spaceship-god knows what, had burger king for dinner, watched prince of persia, had a good really good time. i think things are gonna get better next week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, superman can't do any of these. clark rules. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='kryptonite-free'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4195135655474378564</id><published>2010-05-26T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:11:55.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking to the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if i just breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything is alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;let if fill the space between&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/8796649197171478123-4195135655474378564?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4195135655474378564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=4195135655474378564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4195135655474378564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4195135655474378564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/05/talking-to-rain.html' title='talking to the rain'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6760799090256317549</id><published>2010-05-22T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T03:39:36.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every minute, every wall, every inch of the floor, even the atmosphere.....were transforming into krypton. if it was hard for superman, imagine what it was like for clark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6760799090256317549?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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transport. definitely, maybe.&lt;br /&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/8796649197171478123-8828958077373911109?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8828958077373911109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8828958077373911109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8828958077373911109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8828958077373911109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/05/jumping-tracks.html' title='jumping tracks'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7571204870049754862</id><published>2010-05-16T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:26:56.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kick-ass</title><content type='html'>"&lt;i&gt;Getting shot, daddy, hurt a lot more than when you did it"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"That's cause i used low-velocity rounds child"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're the kindest daddy in the whole world"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='kick-ass'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3175581533845714010</id><published>2010-05-16T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:52:44.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you google for reminding me of teachers day. google 1 yahoo 0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-3175581533845714010?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8685492378935011505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8685492378935011505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8685492378935011505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/05/thats-what-they-said.html' title='that&apos;s what they said...'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that look in his eyes&lt;div&gt;said nothing short of violence and anger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with scars serving as a testament&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of his dark history stained with blood &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;between me and him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was an awkward pause of silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 5 feet of foul air and metal bars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;between us was a world of differences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his smirk betrayed his poker face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he began to speak, a sign of defeat in our mind game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but once his words came through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found myself afraid to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"are you sure what side of the glass you're on?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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belongs'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-6218248832516677604</id><published>2010-05-11T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:07:46.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the only way to avoid a cut is to keep the knife away. keep it then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-6218248832516677604?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8296252319200346949</id><published>2010-05-10T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:12:13.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;getting busy seems fun sometimes. but now, let's hit the books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-8296252319200346949?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8296252319200346949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8296252319200346949' title='0 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#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/S-U2awi3iDI/AAAAAAAAAqE/GPH-Ch5ML8E/s1600/Picture+0989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/S-U2awi3iDI/AAAAAAAAAqE/GPH-Ch5ML8E/s400/Picture+0989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468837155846981682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im selling my one door "WING" fridge for rm250. price negotiable. yes, those fridge magnets are free too. heh. let me know if you are interested.&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/8796649197171478123-7867285688059726790?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/S-U2awi3iDI/AAAAAAAAAqE/GPH-Ch5ML8E/s72-c/Picture+0989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-2758560251254841070</id><published>2010-05-06T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:09:46.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future ktt-ians...</title><content type='html'>i guess its time for my social obligation eh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those who are about to come to kolej teknologi timur under jpa scholarship, welcome to the stone age. this college sticks out in the middle of nowhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first of all, you will be stuck in it most of the time because you cant walk to town. if you really need to get to nilai or bbst, theres the college van or bus, but they don't run on regular basis last time i check. or you can take a cab. 6 bucks to bbst, or bandar baru salak tinggi, and 12 to nilai, one way. if you plan to go out further, there's  a ktm station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;food. yes. malaysian is famous for its variety of food. but that law does not apply here. in college area, theres only 2 cafes, malay and mamak. then you have the stalls in front of the main gate, only gate actually. walk down the hill if you fancy a malay restaurant which i've never been to. the food here isn't so bad, in terms of taste and price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the house you'll be living in is a small apt, with 2 rooms  and 1 bathroom. 4 people in one house, 2 in each room. for that, each of you will get a study table and chair, and bed with mattress that wont improve your spine condition. theres a ceiling fan for the main living room and 1 stand fan in each room. personally for me, theres plenty of space in the house. i could fit my desktop and still occupy the least space in the house. key is arrangement. maximise the space and you bring lots of stuff in. the bathroom has a shower, at least mine does. and theres 2 balconies, one facing the inside of the building and the other facing outside. the kitchen is kinda small for you to cook, so the electric cooker might come in handy since its small and you're not paying for electritcity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is a minimart here. you can get your top ups and basically get simple groceries. the mart provides laundry services. or you can opt for the public washing machine at the back of the building near the badminton court. but seriously, go to the mart, or do your own laundry. another important thing is water supply. its clean enough for bathing but im not so sure for drinking. unless you have a filter system, boiling the water won't be enough. so you have a water vending machine at each block, 20 sen for a litre. if you up for a cheaper source, theres the water cooler. but the water won't be as crystal clear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for muslim dudes, you have to bring a black baju melayu for friday and you have to wear them during classes. but don't take it so seriously. if you want to go pink, im sure lecturers wont hold a grudge against you. songkok and sampin is a must buy for certain events, but for classes, its optional. and there's a free bus service to the mosque for friday prayers. for daily prayers, you have the surau at the girls' block. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theres no atm machine inside the college. the closest is in bbst, and theres a free bus or van service on certain days. and if you happen to get sick, theres the van which will send you to the clinic, private or govt, your choice. but if you're desperate and the vans are busy, they will send you using the college car. the very least, the lecturer on duty will send you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theres no extra-curricular activities except on sports day and art festival. you're most probably free in the evening. there's badminton, futsal, netball and pingpong. but dont expect stadium like facilities. theres a park nearby for those who like to jog or take a walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every thursday, theres a pasar malam, again, free bus service. you can walk there if you want to skip the waiting and standing in the bus moments. its not that far, bout 15 minutes of walking i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those who need internet access, you have two options. ktt wifi, which is completely obsolete to me, or broadband. check out new promotions and you can get yourself a decent deal. 50 a month aint so much to stay connected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in bbst, theres a few banks, 7 eleven and kfc. i think theres a clinic somewhere there too. you get more stuff in nilai. theres giant hypermaket, kfc, pizza hut, mcdonalds, a&amp;amp;w, oldtown white coffee, textile stores, electrical store, furniture store. basically just like every other town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those who couldnt live without tuition, theres one near nilai. for inquiries, the dude's name is ravin and his number is 0129876777. no, im not getting a single cent of commission. he's got awesome lecturers for chemistry and math. and he provides tuition for physics too. rates arent fixed yet. but let him know if you're interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally, for those who are wondering what should you bring. save yourself the trouble and buy the basic stuff in town instead of carrying them with you. just bring your clothes, formal and casual and sports and documents and personal stuff..  i dont know about you, but here's the list of my things :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 shelves, 1 for books, the other for random stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;electric kettle, which i barely use. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;broom and mop and brush. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;extension plugs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tupperwares for your food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bug repellent, just in case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hangers and some ropes for laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;electric stove&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;small fridge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;washing machine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;desktop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some cups and plates &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shoe rack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iron and iron board&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 pails&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an extra mattress for bed (pillows provided)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;padlock for cupboard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a mirror&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats it i suppose. any inquiries, leave a comment. &lt;a href="http://nothingtobedisplayed.blogspot.com/2010/05/kolej-teknologi-timur-part-1.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;heres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a link to another ktt-ian blog with photos. and dont buy the textbooks just yet once you're here. look around for cheaper ones.&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/8796649197171478123-2758560251254841070?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/2758560251254841070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=2758560251254841070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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coming. yes, i know i screwed my pre-AS up. and yes, i know i should be doing math right now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im bored. i know i just got back from kl, and i had a good time. but i guess i need a little more time to empty my head, siphoning random thoughts and ramblings onto this space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to being emo? perhaps. how else can one explain why i suddenly am not looking forward to anything. not the stupid speaking test tomorrow, not AS, not the 2 weeks break, not the third semester. nothing. i don't want time to move now. just stop. yes, im scared. of everything. of failing and seeing myself as nothing but as a failure. of rejection. of endless possibilities of things going wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want to sleep. but 2 tablets wont do. shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-4999891624223020759?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4999891624223020759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=4999891624223020759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4999891624223020759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/4999891624223020759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-will-i-walk-on-water.html' title='when will i walk on water?'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-7768325689181370925</id><published>2010-04-26T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:27:03.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>might as well go for lifetime achievement award now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-7768325689181370925?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4191250731282752168</id><published>2010-04-22T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:43:58.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that dark corner is growing, &lt;div&gt;without form,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;consuming everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking away the gift of sight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in exchange of fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am chained,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my body no longer serves me but my eye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever staring at what used to be that dark corner, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;giving birth to my nightmares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blindness is a cancer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for it spreads inside of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stealing warmth from within,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only thing left to feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fear the dark, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i can never escape it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so whenever the last ray of light abandons me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pray you won't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-4191250731282752168?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/4191250731282752168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=4191250731282752168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-5030516439855290732?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5030516439855290732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5030516439855290732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5030516439855290732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5030516439855290732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/04/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3809172064672221716</id><published>2010-04-13T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T01:32:33.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muallaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;"Miss, you guys don't seem to have courses on theology."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"HEH?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;"Umm, comparative religions?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Meh?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;"Ok. How about sociology of religion?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why would anyone want to study that?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;"Why not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What for? No use ah. Our courses prepare our students for the life they have ahead."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;"Ok, what about the death that lies ahead?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Prepare for death for what?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;"Because it's more certain than life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;-Rohani-&lt;/span&gt;&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/8796649197171478123-3809172064672221716?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/3809172064672221716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=3809172064672221716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3809172064672221716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/3809172064672221716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/04/muallaf.html' title='muallaf'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-3458968886806650018</id><published>2010-04-09T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:12:38.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McPao</title><content type='html'>a drive to nowhere but for a mcflurry and kaya pao. made my day. thanks fa. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i truly advocate the idea of mcdonald's making &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;KAYA MCPAO&lt;/span&gt;&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/8796649197171478123-3458968886806650018?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8259948510519896519</id><published>2010-04-08T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T18:18:21.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chemistry 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;flame : blue&lt;div&gt;content : releases gas&lt;div&gt;plastic test tube holder : deformed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;focus : none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;results : fucked chemistry practical and ended up burning my finger. nice going. &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/8796649197171478123-8259948510519896519?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8259948510519896519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8259948510519896519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8259948510519896519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8259948510519896519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/04/chemistry-101.html' title='chemistry 101'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-83869325419991259</id><published>2010-04-08T09:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:09:18.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dean, the referee for the recent MU vs Chelsea match was demoted, together with the assistant referee Simon Beck for failing to call drogba's offside goal. true, the goal shouldn't be allowed because it was so clear that it was an offside. but that's only the tip of the iceberg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/football/2010/apr/07/mike-dean-demotion-alex-ferguson"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/football/2010/apr/07/mike-dean-demotion-alex-ferguson"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;It follows Dean's failure to award penalties for United, when Yuri Zhirkov tripped Park Ji-sung, and Chelsea, when Gary Neville barged into Nicolas Anelka. The 41-year-old also allowed Federico Macheda's goal to stand, rather than awarding a handball against the teenager."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;if everyone wants a video replay of the match, the game wouldn't be the same. so what if drogba's goal doesn't count, maybe MU would be able to score another shot and win the match, or perhaps they would have been awarded penalties and annihilate Chelsea. what if it should have been a draw and Chelsea wouldn't be on top of the scoreboard, which consequently result in MU's victory in the EPL. the possibilities are endless, and what-if's can go both ways, favoring Chelsea as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;the match is over. so get over it. because if drogba's winning goal should be disallowed, someone have to rewrite 1986.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8796649197171478123-83869325419991259?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/83869325419991259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=83869325419991259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/83869325419991259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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enough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;words don't find their way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darkness is consuming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time slows down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home is far away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;warmth is missing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;songs drown the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first step is always too big,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the key is lost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memories are fading away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;questions become too much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hyde awakes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the past fits into just one box,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow doesn't get better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love happens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acceptance is longed for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fear is eating from the inside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a movement triggers curiosity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wind means life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;voices start shouting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morning is unwelcoming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a kiss means more than anyone could think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then maybe you know me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-972025132205658086?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/972025132205658086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=972025132205658086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/972025132205658086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/972025132205658086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/04/when.html' title='when'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-5432285131837267611</id><published>2010-04-04T01:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:26:19.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he could have worn it on the inside......</title><content type='html'>what measures beyond choice?&lt;br /&gt;obligation?&lt;br /&gt;responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;emotion?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did superman came into existence by choice or by circumstance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8796649197171478123-5432285131837267611?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/5432285131837267611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=5432285131837267611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5432285131837267611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/5432285131837267611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-could-have-wore-it-on-inside.html' title='he could have worn it on the inside......'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-8153036912718515147</id><published>2010-04-03T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:37:25.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know people are supposed to fall in love before they reproduce, but, i guess normalcy's not really our style."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Juno MacGuff-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8796649197171478123-8153036912718515147?l=sketching-myself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/feeds/8153036912718515147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8796649197171478123&amp;postID=8153036912718515147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8153036912718515147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8796649197171478123/posts/default/8153036912718515147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketching-myself.blogspot.com/2010/04/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>benjamin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15686503957114140296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hpb7aHLoLqo/SlsX0e-IAbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/agqTth8kUGY/S220/DSC00929.jpg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796649197171478123.post-4180050786874355395</id><published>2010-04-02T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:13:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the middle of exam week now. so far, i think im about to fail physics. but my math is getting better. so it's a give and take thing. with AS coming inching nearer,  i really should bury myself in books, notes and exercises and cut social ties with everyone and live purely for the sake of nailing that exam. but then again, i always do things i shouldn't. rebellious? i wonder if that is the general characteristic of being the second in the family.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;update done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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