<?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-1261401004835384999</id><updated>2011-11-30T23:12:33.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>indie. spaz. and all that jazz :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1936084624782409505</id><published>2011-09-16T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T08:48:15.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-satisfaction is no satisfaction.</title><content type='html'>I realise, it's been too long since my last post. I didn't take myself seriously when I wrote about regretting my infrequent post.&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened in the last too months, I have no words to describe all of it. Just got home from the preview of Much Ado About Nothing. (And to think my last post was about FSD a day before Singapore?!) God it's been such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all this time, I've realised how much I actually do miss Falling Things. I would want to be part of the re-staging (time allowing) in a heartbeat. Also, lots of warm feelings hearing Joe say he's happy to see how I have developed from the beginning of season&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just about to open my law book, when I remembered being so miserable, the last 2 years of highschool. I remember being confused, and feeling lots stupid. I also remember loving my class, yet feeling so lost in it. Being competetive and then giving up, failing. After all the hard work, I felt contented, and yet, still lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have yet changed since all that. You may say I'm no doctor but I'm glad I didnt take the short cut with going with what I know, simply being too afraid to try something new. I'm grateful for my new-found ability to take risks. Most of all, going through with the plan, even after all the odd looks, disapproving glances and clear misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I do Humanities. Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I shall now attempt to do some shameless promoting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652973053979744210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xLSWqktGgw/TnNlCrdRV9I/AAAAAAAAAhU/U5e4vZN4FVU/s320/Much%2BAdo-group%2Bshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEATRE FOR YOUNG PEOPLE closes Season 2011 with Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing, opening from the 22nd-25th of September at Lot 10!&lt;br /&gt;Tickets go for just RM13! HELLO PEOPLE. You do NOT want to miss the psycho-ness that is T4YP 2009-2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex, gossip, dance and gamelan. Shakespeare just got ASIAN. MAAN like you've never seen it before. We GUARANTEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I honestly cannot believe how fast time has flown, the relationships I have formed, and how much I have matured emotionally. I promised myself I'd make something of this year, and I have not dissapointed myself. Next year is an important year for me, and I don't know how I'm going to do everything that's in the works as of now, but I'm sure He has a plan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In my ears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Bjork: Joga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1936084624782409505?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1936084624782409505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/09/self-satisfaction-is-no-satisfaction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1936084624782409505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1936084624782409505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/09/self-satisfaction-is-no-satisfaction.html' title='Self-satisfaction is no satisfaction.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xLSWqktGgw/TnNlCrdRV9I/AAAAAAAAAhU/U5e4vZN4FVU/s72-c/Much%2BAdo-group%2Bshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2016183216757032106</id><published>2011-07-25T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:23:25.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun and frolick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633323723081887186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N0jsarpNzk/Ti2WFFsTrdI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Cslr-B86xvI/s320/Kamini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qP7YDIw9dU/Ti2WFvTNwJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Z73VEEzMwu0/s1600/DSC08169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633323734250930322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8qP7YDIw9dU/Ti2WFvTNwJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Z73VEEzMwu0/s320/DSC08169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQxbKVCF0Wg/Ti2WFX9kIEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gqyMscw71kA/s1600/DSC08385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633323727986106434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQxbKVCF0Wg/Ti2WFX9kIEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gqyMscw71kA/s320/DSC08385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEWURfqqJnI/Ti2WFcvUjSI/AAAAAAAAAg8/c5C1tZMUAkw/s1600/DSC08401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633323729268542754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEWURfqqJnI/Ti2WFcvUjSI/AAAAAAAAAg8/c5C1tZMUAkw/s320/DSC08401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cT4-cciUz_w/Ti2WFLrC3LI/AAAAAAAAAg0/mGjMGgkQjWE/s1600/DSC08612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633323724687203506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cT4-cciUz_w/Ti2WFLrC3LI/AAAAAAAAAg0/mGjMGgkQjWE/s320/DSC08612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos for Food, Sex and Death!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singapore is (apparently) in less than 8 hours, which means I should probably be in bed now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm up to do some last minute promoting, I think is imperative before our FIRST WEEK OF PRODUCTION STARTS. T-Minus 3 days before the first show in Singapore. The nerves should probably be getting the best of me by now, but it's not. Well we'll see about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite excited, and yet a little bit bothered about leaving everything over here. 5 days is what it is. Nevertheless, I hope to soak in more than just an ounce of fun and adventure, as Singapore will allow. Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll miss you doggies, and dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course my bestie who is up telling me which of my 238472386482 bags looks the nicest :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food, Sex and Death opens in Singapore, this Thursday till Saturday (28th-30th of July) at the Arts House! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=136495343097120"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=136495343097120&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And from the 4th-7th of August at Pentas 2 KLPac!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get your tickets people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.klpac.org/?cat=3"&gt;http://www.klpac.org/?cat=3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Superstar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dexys midnight runners: come on eileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-2016183216757032106?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2016183216757032106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/fun-and-frolick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2016183216757032106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2016183216757032106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/fun-and-frolick.html' title='Fun and frolick.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9N0jsarpNzk/Ti2WFFsTrdI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Cslr-B86xvI/s72-c/Kamini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7685893897335791946</id><published>2011-07-12T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T08:37:42.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Light.</title><content type='html'>There's something about weekdays I'll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I actually have time to post, and breathe, all at the same time is quite overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;As you can probably tell, all this have been a complete 360 turn from my days of R&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But, I wouldn't have traded those days for the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be a hell of a July, slowly seeping into August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Room of Secrets @ Urbanscapes on the 16th of July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food, Sex and Death in Singapore from the 26th-31st.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food, Sex and Death from the 4th-7th of August @Pentas 2 KLPac. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Youth Day, Spain from the 12th-24th of August.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*exhales*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7685893897335791946?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7685893897335791946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/yellow-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7685893897335791946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7685893897335791946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/yellow-light.html' title='Yellow Light.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3333844686307762518</id><published>2011-07-09T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T08:16:18.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No promises.</title><content type='html'>An absolutely free Saturday today.&lt;br /&gt;A first since April 2011.&lt;br /&gt;You don't really think of freedom, when its been suppressed for so long. I wouldn't call it &lt;strong&gt;suppression, &lt;/strong&gt;necessarily, when I've actually been having a tremendous lot of fun all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think something will have to give in the next few months.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating how my need to sleep almost always overrules my want to study. I probably switched those around by purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how, at this very moment, I'm so vigorously churning out thoughts for my blogpost when I should really be vomiting out the Hart V Devlin case for a law essay that is lying untouched somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Priority isn't really my priority, as you can probably tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating, also, how the end of the day can turn out to be absolutely nothing akin to that of the start.&lt;br /&gt;I try to embrace every emotion and hold on to it, for more than just a second. Digesting every bit of everything.&lt;br /&gt;However hard I try to regurgitate it anywhere in my piece, it never comes across as true, to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats because, the authenticity comes from, well, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;incubus: if not now, when?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-3333844686307762518?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3333844686307762518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-promises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3333844686307762518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3333844686307762518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-promises.html' title='No promises.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-630635148226997510</id><published>2011-07-06T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T06:13:09.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack of all trades, but a master of fun.</title><content type='html'>TAKE A GUN AND SHOOT ME POINT BLANC. My last post was almost a month away?!&lt;br /&gt;Preposterous.&lt;br /&gt;I promised I wouldn't let myself leave my little bloggy all alone and under-nourished.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back :)&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my irregularities, college has been tres hectic. Just the 2nd week into it, and I'm already finding myself tipping off balance.&lt;br /&gt;As they say, high school never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class is, boisterous, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Very, very amusing, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;I foresee an interesting 1 and a 1/2 years ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: TIU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;incubus: promises, promises&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-630635148226997510?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/630635148226997510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/jack-of-all-trades-but-master-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/630635148226997510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/630635148226997510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/07/jack-of-all-trades-but-master-of-fun.html' title='Jack of all trades, but a master of fun.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-432108671965350310</id><published>2011-06-19T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T06:58:56.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hallmark Holiday and frauds alike.</title><content type='html'>There I was, frantically trying to post, between the hours of my driver's ed. Only to find, the lack of a compose button on my iDevice. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I'll soon regret my irregular musings here, when I have no longer the time I have to spare, as I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, looks like it's going to be a very challenging one ahead, not to mention the end of any holidays I might have till forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm glad I took this break, for I have succesfully disallowed myself to get complacent, these 6 months I was blessed with, to frolick and fool around as much as I like. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without having to look too much into the future, tomorrow seems to hold the key to my much needed freedom. So to speak, a hurdle I haven't been able to cross for a while. Hopefully, I will make myself proud, however small and insignificant this little bridge I'm so waiting to cross over may seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one thing I've learnt during my improv classes, is that thinking inhibits. I acquire a certain freedom in throwing caution to the wind (I probably shouldn't be so quick to dismiss caution on the road, but you know what I mean) and just jumping into the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson for this week: Learning to live in the moment. Embrace fear and you will conquer it, and not vice versa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS2 Durians with the gang on Monday, college shopping on Tuesday, rehearsal on Wednesday, Nitya Sumangali on Thursday, and Friday. Hmm. Theatre with Kelvin on Saturday, and hot-seating on Sunday. Then orientation on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, this is me, throwing caution to the wind, jumping off the cliff, with no clue if my parachute actually functions, or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;city and colour: the girl &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. If you've realised that the title has absolutely zilch to do with the rest of the post, forgive me. The blog fairy comes along and puts little title ideas in my head that are hard to shake off. &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/1261401004835384999-432108671965350310?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/432108671965350310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/06/hallmark-holiday-and-frauds-alike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/432108671965350310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/432108671965350310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/06/hallmark-holiday-and-frauds-alike.html' title='A Hallmark Holiday and frauds alike.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8025673255012529346</id><published>2011-06-06T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:20:43.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibly maybe?</title><content type='html'>So, this wasn't a carefully thought out post, just a spur of the moment thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I barely have the time to breathe, soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my suckish Monday took a wonderful turn :) I love the new &lt;em&gt;or rather&lt;/em&gt;, old additions to the T4YP '11 group. Food, Sex and Death is a sure fire blast, if I dare say so, so early into the rehearsal process. Just one read through and casting was confirmed. Gotto love yourself some spontaneity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other matters. It might have occured to you that I don't take failing very well. Yeah, thats just me. Shock, humiliation and stupitidy all rolled into one. Some people wouldn't understand. You just have to know what it feels like, to know what it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;But now, my twitter reads,&lt;strong&gt; whats done is done. Time to pack up and move on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose biomechanics class on Saturday will come in handy soon enough. I doubt we were hopping onto wooden boxes, backwards without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Trust. As well as not over-thinking. I hope I find out what it is, soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think it'd be amusing to juxtapose what they'll teach us at college and at T4YP. I hear a lot of quiet chuckling by myself, in the near future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed for first T4YP production opening outside the country, in just 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Tickle Sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;br /&gt;sam tsui and kurt schneider: summer pop medley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-8025673255012529346?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8025673255012529346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/06/possibly-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8025673255012529346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8025673255012529346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/06/possibly-maybe.html' title='Possibly maybe?'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-5566428664628315501</id><published>2011-06-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T07:32:14.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a shot, then we can die.</title><content type='html'>June, in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I'm not happy the year is going buy fast. Can't say I'm thrilled either. Thats me, rocking back and forth in liminality.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, a new word we learnt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then the lights went out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a good day out today was. Yes yes, I like me some Kung Fu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;Noisy car rides and lots and lots of laughs. I've got a good couple of people to keep me company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food, Sex and Death and driving test on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Both, potentially being the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please June, don't rob any opportunities. Be kind and I will try my best to return the favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Inner-peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pirates of the caribbean theme: the piano guys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-5566428664628315501?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/5566428664628315501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-just-shot-then-we-can-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5566428664628315501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5566428664628315501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-just-shot-then-we-can-die.html' title='I&apos;m just a shot, then we can die.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6292351055353510907</id><published>2011-05-26T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T07:23:39.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post production nombre UNO.</title><content type='html'>Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Post production.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely surreal. Its been a whirlwind 5 weeks, I'll tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you watched the show, thank you for coming. It really means so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my darling friends, thank you so so much for the surprise. What an absolute amazing opening night I had. I hope T4YP returned the favour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember being far more excited about blogging about the whole experience. That was probably just my rattled mind speaking before I realised my incompetency in actually forming the words in my head.&lt;br /&gt;To put it simply, I haven't the words to rightly describe the mixed feelings brewing away inside me.&lt;br /&gt;It's not been easy, it really hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What with the idea of college looming up waaay sooner than I expected. I can safely say, the future hold much too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, a wonderful, wonderful day I had :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Tutti Frutti (and Auntie Anne's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;janet jackson: together again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, that was the dinner date scene song -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-6292351055353510907?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6292351055353510907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-production-nombre-uno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6292351055353510907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6292351055353510907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-production-nombre-uno.html' title='Post production nombre UNO.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7100320157135049491</id><published>2011-05-15T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T08:02:48.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SatCrash Phobia.</title><content type='html'>So its been a few days since I've revisited my humble cyber abode.&lt;br /&gt;Opening night in 3 days. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rollercoaster of emotions, these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;A mess of timing, is the only thing thats holding me back, right about now.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, grateful am I, to the rest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It means bucketloads that you're there for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bump in, on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This happy bunny has tomorrow off. No Monday blues for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, has been nothing short of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Online web dates, viber chats and a dose of nutty cast quality time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad my resolution for 2011 is keeping to its terms.&lt;br /&gt;FUNFUNFUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if I survive after bump out (and a delicious dinner) on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: BoLEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;frank sinatra: come fly with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7100320157135049491?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7100320157135049491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/05/satcrash-phobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7100320157135049491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7100320157135049491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/05/satcrash-phobia.html' title='SatCrash Phobia.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4099685323923211420</id><published>2011-05-01T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T07:05:06.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream a little dream.</title><content type='html'>Its only been about 6 days since my last post, and it's already May. PHEW. Has time gone by.&lt;br /&gt;Lit Nite 2011. YOWW. I remember the drama from last year. I still think, no one had it as bad as we did. Although, many new things to adjust to this year. I loved how the lit nite and forensics seasons always mean meeting new people you usually know simply based on the exchanging of unknowing glances around school. I love how the seasons change all of that completely. Going to school during the season, which I generally would not have been part of for obvious reasons, made me feel a little sense of loss. Blessed am I for having the opportunity once again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New friends. Lovelovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with every lit nite, the show was absolutely amazing. Proud am I of my little grasshoppers. Sigh. The sense of contentment I feel is quite remarkable actually.&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to my own preparations, for a superb (hopefully) performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A History of Falling Things, @Pentas 2, KLPac.&lt;br /&gt;19th-22nd May.&lt;br /&gt;Be there or be square :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Warblers: Somewhere Only We know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OST Glee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-4099685323923211420?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4099685323923211420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-only-been-about-6-days-since-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4099685323923211420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4099685323923211420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-only-been-about-6-days-since-my.html' title='Dream a little dream.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-9026879241542661534</id><published>2011-04-25T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T09:22:05.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemical contraption</title><content type='html'>For some reason, have been daydreaming about a new blog post for a few days now. Well. Hear I go.&lt;br /&gt;Let me just start off by saying that it has INDEED been a long last few days. Especially today.&lt;br /&gt;IB scholarship interview today. Great school and everything, but it starts to conjure up and unfamiliar longing for the familiarity of Assunta. Secret stake outs everywhere and such feeling of belonging makes me look back on the days of form 5, wandering down corridors with a sh*t load of homework to be done. Just thinking about it, gives me a headache, still. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least hardwork done in a friendly environment, grown into every vein of my being for a good, long 5 years doesn't seem so bad. Miss it a little, and yet a little bit now. As I say time and time again it really it so much better, looking in from the outside. We tend to agree with the same things we completely despised when we were the ones subjected to it in the old days. Going into a new environment with everyone else so caught up with their own routines, completely at ease with their own sense of familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to admit, it makes me proud that at the mention of my school's name, double-takes are had and words like tradition, reputable and premier come to mind. Some sort of fuzzy feeling, ever so comforting in such unknown territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, busy busy day of blocking at rehearsal today.&lt;br /&gt;Lineslineslineslineslines. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I need a cue buddy :(&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I guess I'll just be recording voice memos and saying my lines to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let bygones be bygones please? It wasn't my fault. I know better than to test your patience that way. It really is very embarassing, as if it dilutes whats left of my talent, that, as it is, pales in comparison to that of the others&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid first mistakes. Noone ever listens to me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, getting that out of the way makes me feel a little better. Closure. For stupid little things, for stupid little naive me. Let there be no more of these silly mistakes. Let it be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to better news, excited for first mainstage production. Bigger venue and many more cues to put to memory, in such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;Bunkface in KLPac. Yes, me, abusing my new found freedom on the grounds of such a gorgeous place :) Lucky am I. Free concert entry and new friends to share it with (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off on Friday. Yes, to use or not. I realise how foolish I sound. Well, I feel pretty nauseated simply thinking about it. &lt;strong&gt;Excluding&lt;/strong&gt; the fact that I have such great company. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ridonkulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thought of the day: 20-20 vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;los lonely boys: heaven&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-9026879241542661534?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/9026879241542661534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/chemical-contraption.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/9026879241542661534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/9026879241542661534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/chemical-contraption.html' title='Chemical contraption'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1907775572298030991</id><published>2011-04-21T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T06:15:07.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream, dream, dream, dream, dreaaam.</title><content type='html'>THIS JUST IN.&lt;br /&gt;INCUBUS IN JULYYY!&lt;br /&gt;And its happened to me again, &lt;em&gt;(thats what happens when you swear to yourself you wouldn't let it) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass half-empty part of me just KNEW that something like this would happen, right after getting the news on Food, Sex and Death yesterday :/&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I am so happy for the opportunity I have been blessed with and would not trade it for anything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't have anyone to go with anyway. Just like a couple of years back :(&lt;br /&gt;I'd much rather let it pass in this happy way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other important matters, school was fun today. As I've mentioned prior, it's so much more fulfilling doing things from the outside, rather than within all the commotion.&lt;br /&gt;Such satisfaction. Did I mention, fun? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons and tons of homework to be done &lt;em&gt;(yes, homework), &lt;/em&gt;music to catch up on, and a hopelessly fickle mind to take control of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all of that drama, hoping to make a visit to ELDS once more :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1907775572298030991?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1907775572298030991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/dream-dream-dream-dream-dreaaam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1907775572298030991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1907775572298030991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/dream-dream-dream-dream-dreaaam.html' title='Dream, dream, dream, dream, dreaaam.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1815723380266947660</id><published>2011-04-12T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T07:45:48.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain go away. Don't bother coming back any other day.</title><content type='html'>What is it with today being everyones crappy day. This could just possibly be, the first one of the year, for me. Scratch that. &lt;em&gt;*life, please don't prove me wrong, it's not a challenge*&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, was expecting to do much more exciting things today. Just that, expectation can bring the most disappointment. Stupid weather. Talk about bad timing. I realise something about believing that everything happens for a reason. The most difficult part of believing, is first, convincing one's self. Anyway, I've had a tough past week, gearing up for the season's first workshop performance &lt;em&gt;(which went on, thankfully, without any glitches)&lt;/em&gt; I must say, the KLPac family really are such lovely people. A breath of fresh air from the likes of high-school. '11 T4YP buddies really are a joy to be around. Waiting for tomorrow, with bated breath. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First mainstage production.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It definitely looks more intimidating in print. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today was 100%, without a doubt, a bummer. When everyone's talking about it tomorrow, all I get to do is sit and wait for my turn : ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lets hope the theatre Gods are on my side. &lt;/span&gt;IndicineLive popularity really can bring out the worst in you. Me, I mean. MEH. It looks fantastic, though. Running straight on till the 17th, KLPac. HI.LA.RI.OUS. Butterflies in my tummy, just in time for rehearsal tomorrow. Fabulous. Word of the day: Stuff &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bjork: all is full of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1815723380266947660?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1815723380266947660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/rain-rain-go-away-dont-bother-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1815723380266947660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1815723380266947660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/rain-rain-go-away-dont-bother-coming.html' title='Rain, rain go away. Don&apos;t bother coming back any other day.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3492792891561379034</id><published>2011-04-03T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:21:13.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April, we'll March on.</title><content type='html'>It's April already! Can you believe it? I certainly can't. Everyone just keeps moving on, as time continues to accelerate. April has been so different for me in so many ways, compared to March, what with T4YP (Y) and all. It's just been 2 rehearsals and life is just that much more interesting. PHEW. Long weekend. 2pm-1o.30pm. Seriously. LOOOOOOONG weekend. Anyways, ICC was well. Nice, to say the least. So proud of all the little kiddies. Sigh. Haven't seen the BFF's for too long. Greatt. Probably, the next time we actually see each other would be Lit Nite. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Praying I get my bad date : /&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Contemplating, going back to school to see how they're doing. Hmm. I don't know if Lit Nite practices have scarred me for life. MEH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Received a call from Vicky this morning, asking if I'd like to teach primary school English for 2 weeks. Hahahaha. Me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rehearsals for Meet Me Here, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which is this SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;, and then Falling Things after, have left me no time :( Thus having to turn down, a plausibly INTERESTING experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry Vicky : /&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Off to Studio 7 at 7.30pm again today. Wondering if I should go out tomorrow. Feel like catching a movie. Then again, books down on Wednesday, noone for company anyway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whats for lunch?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thought of the day: Put on a show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;incubus: dig&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-3492792891561379034?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3492792891561379034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-well-march-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3492792891561379034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3492792891561379034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-well-march-on.html' title='April, we&apos;ll March on.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7226265473829331351</id><published>2011-03-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:45:15.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reap and sow.</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning, with an epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, one of those rare days my brain juice isn't all dried up till before coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my epiphany, delighted I was, and so could not resist tweeting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AHEM. Quite the tech-wiz now, I might add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, I will find contentment in my little successes. Who knows when we might never see them again. Thank You. I am truly grateful. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I realise that I so publicly displayed my anxiety before results day, and never followed through, with a much less anxious post. I don't know what it is, but a small and thoroughly embarassed part of me, thinks it might be discontentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;During the SPM last year, I had sat goals for myself, realistic goals, definitely not as&lt;em&gt; sky-scraping high&lt;/em&gt; as my peers, but goals that would bring some degree of satisfaction. As the months went on, SPM was but simply, dust from the past but upon the creeping up of results-release, the ever prominent fear of failure kept close. Promised, I was to pursue any chosen field of choice, if I performed as expected. Oh, the nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slip received from a smiling face, welcomed in haste, by trembling hands and a heart pumping in overdrive. Whooping for joy, I now am embarassed, thinking I probably didn't deserve to be so happy, having scored below a perfect10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is, why so many people are so unhappy with such amazing success. I presume, it is but human nature to be less than satisfied, no matter what the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I don't feel that is very fair to those who have much less, but who am I to say. I also think, it is the perogative of the highest of achievers to feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I am so very proud of all my friends, I share in all your joy and upsets :) Hearing screams of joy, from my classmates, walking into the gallery makes me smile. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shout out to Vicky Ngow :D A job so well done, I'm so proud. What a source of inspiration&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was mainly to rekindle some bit of pride in myself, for struggling through 2 tough years, in a field that was anything but MY piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;I set out to make you proud, and hearing you laugh &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with relief &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ensured that the sleepless nights, blood, sweat and tears, ultimately, paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm afraid dissatisfaction sets in, as my humble achievement greatly pales in comparison to those of my peers, and I find myself thinking it ludicrous to be happy with what I have when the rest of the world enjoys so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as I ponder little more, I remember something a friend once said, &lt;strong&gt;screw the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Gadget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rise against: swing life away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7226265473829331351?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7226265473829331351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/reap-and-sow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7226265473829331351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7226265473829331351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/reap-and-sow.html' title='Reap and sow.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6839708004779916715</id><published>2011-03-21T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:44:57.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed the commotion, going through the motions.</title><content type='html'>Cracking my head, trying to purge some, ANY emotion before the big day.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, noone needs any reminding.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is, but I don't seem to have any butterflies in my tummy. Yet. Unlike those days, back in school.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably the lack of substantial human contact, keeping my head and heart intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh.&lt;/em&gt; Till tomorrow, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% not in the mood to see ANYONE. Must be the jitters.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I hope its the jitters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Really don't know what to expect. I think I'll keep it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How small are the minds of our generation, to think that our future should be determined by one tiny slip of paper. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I, quite unashamedly, feel the same way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are only 2 things I fear the most:&lt;br /&gt;Regret, and dissapointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, its a new beginning. Be it rocky, or a smooth, yellow brick road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adele: someone like you&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-6839708004779916715?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6839708004779916715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/feed-commotion-going-through-motions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6839708004779916715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6839708004779916715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/feed-commotion-going-through-motions.html' title='Feed the commotion, going through the motions.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2123753954040570883</id><published>2011-03-13T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T07:26:08.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step 1, 2, 3</title><content type='html'>I'd like to first and foremost apologize for the vast number of words that appear everytime curiosity urges you to click the link that then leads you to my blog. I hope it isn't a &lt;em&gt;turn off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to plead my case, first by saying that I have been facing great difficulty trying to locate my camera wire thingy (forgive my shameless use of lay-man jargon) which allows me to feed all new photos straight into my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, my lovely friends, who are still waiting waiting for photos from dinner, 2 months ago :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin my post,&lt;br /&gt;I remember my 2011 resolution, being about adventure and experience. I've had one heck of an experience today.&lt;br /&gt;Yep. First bout of driving ever.&lt;br /&gt;What an epic, epic day. Awkward moments and uneasy looks exchanged with Ruba :)&lt;br /&gt;I understand why loads of people enjoy driving, and that would be the thrill of being in control.&lt;br /&gt;That would certainly explain &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; rush of adrenaline. Definitely cannot wait for the next one, although, the thought of going solo, this time, is 100% unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty busy weekend at that. WYD retreat on Saturday and Amali on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Date with the altos tomorrow : )&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited. Have missed too much of the music.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I find myself quite looking forward to the next few weeks, although there is MUCH to be nervous about.&lt;br /&gt;Excitement, please don't waiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Clutch, brake. No clutch, oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;florence + the machine: dog days are over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-2123753954040570883?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2123753954040570883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/step-1-2-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2123753954040570883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2123753954040570883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/step-1-2-3.html' title='Step 1, 2, 3'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2668423306617485122</id><published>2011-03-09T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:21:21.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the future 2.0</title><content type='html'>Quite unlike today, yesterday was exceptionally productive. The sun was shining bright bright, and I would have been a fool not to take advantage of it. So brilliant me had a brain fart and decided to paint the outside of my house.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;On the downside, not a soul noticed the difference.&lt;br /&gt;This is why, I'd much rather utilize my free time, shopping :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just kidding. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T4YP auditions. Daunting. Praying I won't chicken out. Which means I probably should call up and make an appointment, eliminating the possibility of me changing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Ameteur me, didn't realise how much preparation would be required. How Forensics pales in comparison with the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;All that results hype.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I wish everyone would just get over it. It's starting to get annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever happens, I know its just the beginning. Trying my best not to give a care in the world about what anyone else thinks of me. For once in my life, I'd like to think of my life, as just that. MINE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating Taylors Open Day next Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the future beckons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, the only future I'm looking forward to is the grilled cucumber sandwich I'm having for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Stupid G#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mirah: garden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-2668423306617485122?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2668423306617485122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-future-20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2668423306617485122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2668423306617485122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-future-20.html' title='Back to the future 2.0'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1411159916773511337</id><published>2011-03-06T18:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:42:15.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who in the world do I think I am?</title><content type='html'>Today, feels extremely. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining and butterflies a-flutter. The window wide open so as to usher in a bright Monday. No reason to suffer from any sort of Monday blues, and yet, this feeling of un-rest, frustration and restlessness.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;How human it is to make it our obligation to be constantly dissatisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell if its the jitters or simply due to the fact that I haven't actually had SUBSTANTIAL human contact with the outside world for a few weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone is probably hugely aware by the upcoming results release day, I start to think of how my plans to use the few months I lay idle at home, to plan my life's course has failed (?)&lt;br /&gt;Failure. I am pretty bold to use such a descriptive, but to think of how fickle minded I have become and how these past few months have steered me into the directions of SO many other career oppurtunities and courses have left me completely DUMBFOUNDED.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew the world was literally quite so vast.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I actually do wish I didn't have a choice but to have someone else steer me into SOME direction, leaving me with no choice but to adhere. My somewhat unconventional ideas in line with my future have taken a 180.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From music, to theatre to political science to, fairly recently, journalism.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've had my fair share of awkward looks when asked my plans for whats to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And also my share of wide smiles and inspiring words :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oppurtunities, choices. My cuss words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life would be much easier if I wanted to be a doctor or something. Although, definitely more dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bruno mars: the lazy song &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;story of my life.&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/1261401004835384999-1411159916773511337?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1411159916773511337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-in-world-do-i-think-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1411159916773511337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1411159916773511337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-in-world-do-i-think-i-am.html' title='Who in the world do I think I am?'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1584769576874036280</id><published>2011-03-01T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T05:57:11.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>345376575628 hours and counting.</title><content type='html'>Hello March.&lt;br /&gt;How February has whizzed by.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'm the only one fazed by how fast the year is going by. Probably I am, only due to the lack of anything exciting in my life these days.&lt;br /&gt;Anway, now that March is here, I guess I should be getting my &lt;em&gt;jitter &lt;/em&gt;on since D-Day (?) is quietly approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopefully the long hours have paid off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my week.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell if I'm hating being at home more than being at school, but I can say, that the days are getting longer and my social life is on suicide mode.&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of my life, currently, is the RM100 DIVA voucher I get to call my own : )&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Contest 1: SMOKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to reboot the remains of my networking abilities, I have decided to keep my twitter account. Name change is underway, so follow me if you find out what it is when I'm done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it was even possibly to be this&lt;em&gt; socially active?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That was meant in the cleanest way possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, Formspring next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sam sparro: black and gold&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-1584769576874036280?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1584769576874036280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/345376575628-hours-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1584769576874036280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1584769576874036280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/03/345376575628-hours-and-counting.html' title='345376575628 hours and counting.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-616780213482969555</id><published>2011-02-22T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:46:28.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of @'s and #'s</title><content type='html'>So this is me.&lt;br /&gt;Being completely uninspired to complete the rest of the 700-words for the BRATs application form. One would think, writing an essay about one's self would be an easy task. I agree, comparatively, to some of the essays all you college-goers are required to write. This is, seemingly, a piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, this is me, COMPLETELY uninspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone at home for hours on end, I find myself exploring other social networks, outside the lonely world of Facebook. Such networks would come in the form of Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;I have but the most minute understanding of it, but am still considering terminating the account I started in hopes of winning a RM100 DIVA voucher from the fabulous, TongueinChic.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I have &lt;strong&gt;zero &lt;/strong&gt;clue on how to &lt;em&gt;tweet,&lt;/em&gt; much less terminate my account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to be totally enveloped in the world wide web, with a squillion things on my to-do-list. I humbly pronounce myself to be nothing less than a dedicated blogger :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;santigold: starstruck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-616780213482969555?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/616780213482969555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/of-s-and-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/616780213482969555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/616780213482969555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/of-s-and-s.html' title='Of @&apos;s and #&apos;s'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-5729615676408355351</id><published>2011-02-21T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T07:22:09.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33rd SEA Forensics: Day 3</title><content type='html'>Reminiscing the most eventful 3 days of the year to date.&lt;br /&gt;The actor in me, completely exhausted, and yet, the theatre bug ceases to leave anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;I have had an amazing experience, both under the spotlight and behind it. New avenues still to be explored (hopefully) the coming year. Being the voice behing the adjudication sheets is something I still look forward too.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;em&gt;ibu ayam&lt;/em&gt; duties came and went most beautifully with the most delightful touch of pride :)&lt;br /&gt;My little protege, all grown up, leaving people in stitches, roaring and cheering.&lt;br /&gt;Talent never goes unrewarded, be it kind words or shiny medals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most darling Hongky girls, who waited to say goodbye before leaving to HK yesterday. Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;I love old friends and gold medals that go to the most deserving people.&lt;br /&gt;No Rafidah, and yet the smiles on our faces and how we never do dissapoint in dominating the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite literally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be forgotten, the ever epic last bus ride home of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few photos this time, yet no fewer the memories.&lt;br /&gt;Fresh in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;matthew west: family tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-5729615676408355351?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/5729615676408355351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/33rd-sea-forensics-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5729615676408355351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5729615676408355351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/33rd-sea-forensics-day-3.html' title='33rd SEA Forensics: Day 3'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1406494949015369762</id><published>2011-02-18T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T05:11:49.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33rd SEA Forensics: Day 2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 already?!&lt;br /&gt;YOWZA.&lt;br /&gt;Time sure does pass you by without the slightest hint of regret.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I'm grateful the day is ending.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long day &lt;em&gt;*exaggerated hand gesture similar to that of Elizabeth*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Assuntarians in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;O.I REPRESENT. WOOOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;Although, many many many more in the semis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of loud laughs in the cafeteria, hushed excitement,&lt;em&gt; untheatrical&lt;/em&gt; theatre, ugly underwear and the colour white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to hide my excitement, ah, the little kiddies and how they make me proud.&lt;br /&gt;Starting to feel that abrupt and rather aggresive (?) longing for the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early start tomorrow for sure.&lt;br /&gt;If you're coming, we're shades of red :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: The Mickey Mouse Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;incubus: make yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1406494949015369762?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1406494949015369762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/33rd-sea-forensics-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1406494949015369762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1406494949015369762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/33rd-sea-forensics-day-2.html' title='33rd SEA Forensics: Day 2'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-42747250138710381</id><published>2011-02-17T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T05:37:01.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33rd SEA Forensics: Day 1</title><content type='html'>My brain has turned completely to mush, and yet I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;That's what you call dedication :)&lt;br /&gt;Day one of the SEA.&lt;br /&gt;A little too young to adjudicate, I'm happy to lay that responsibility to rest till next year.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;ibu ayam &lt;/em&gt;are almost all drained out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an experience, handling the likes of 20 odd newbies to the competition. Yet, we swell with pride, at the sound of applause and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt; laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm and fuzzy feeling it brings, meeting up with old friends from abroad. The kind you make without any false pretences what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;I like being remembered. How refreshing to hear I inspire. Awkward glances of familiarity and attitudes that can break bones.&lt;br /&gt;How out of line and in fact naive of me to believe, the stalking ended there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of healthy competition,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it's definitely crunch time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, may the coloured papers read small numbers and the signboards show many the number 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, its great to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Hard love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bruno mars: talking to the moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-42747250138710381?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/42747250138710381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/33rd-sea-forensics-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/42747250138710381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/42747250138710381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/33rd-sea-forensics-day-1.html' title='33rd SEA Forensics: Day 1'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-5583068804915770882</id><published>2011-02-15T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T07:19:58.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forensics Fever</title><content type='html'>YEP.&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year again.&lt;br /&gt;A shocking realisation that this would be the 6th year of the SEA I'll be attending.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like most of everyone has moved on to college, probably not as many familiar faces as last year : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definitely, not as much stalking to do this year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;em&gt;uninvolvement&lt;/em&gt; is 100% pushing my commitment level to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what happens when the world knows you're just sitting on your lazy butt all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule throughout the last week:&lt;br /&gt;Forensics practice, WYD retreat and mass on Saturday, and fund-raising on Sunday, more forensics practice, FORENSICS :O and more fund-raising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ABSOLUTELY LOVING my reattainment of an active lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;I must have had too much ribena, to think I was once envying all these college-goers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Valentines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bruno mars: runaway baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-5583068804915770882?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/5583068804915770882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/forensics-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5583068804915770882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5583068804915770882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/forensics-fever.html' title='Forensics Fever'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-5207665279424609762</id><published>2011-02-09T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T02:40:54.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not mine but I can give it to you.</title><content type='html'>Being in school, yet another day, makes me really lucky, I'm out of it : )&lt;div&gt;The sadistic side of me revels in other peoples' displeasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Forensics seems much more fun, minus all the stress and the jitters. That sort of ache you get after a long day, is truly something I miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy to put myself to good use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, I love meeting old teachers that remember you exactly as you were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting old friends, and getting to know the new, is just a bonus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tight hugs, are my favorite kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of rainbow coloured Rocky, IKEA beds and wind-up music boxes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you enjoyed your Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I certainly did : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After next week, all I can think about is, whats next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of the day: gRAPE me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;simone white: bunny in a bunny suit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're cracking your head about that Nicole Kidman for Ladymatic, Omega add.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/1261401004835384999-5207665279424609762?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/5207665279424609762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-not-mine-but-i-can-give-it-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5207665279424609762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5207665279424609762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-not-mine-but-i-can-give-it-to-you.html' title='It&apos;s not mine but I can give it to you.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-710566521528006274</id><published>2011-02-03T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T00:33:32.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone.</title><content type='html'>It's the holidays. Yet I feel it of no sense to milk this festive season, as I usually would, when I was back in school.&lt;br /&gt;The week is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry if I just burst your happy bubble.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyones gone home.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my baby niece way too much, way too soon.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this moron of a camera cable just refuses to feed any photos into my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;Particularly frustrating when you're in the mood to evoke nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my to-do-list.&lt;br /&gt;A 300 word personal statement, undang on Tuesday, a book to finish by Wednesday, and a BRATs admission form to finish (which I must admit, seems way to scrumptious to let go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further updates since January, and how it way to eagerly feeds into February;&lt;br /&gt;less than an inch closer to 'completing' somewhat of a life plan, a scholarship opp discovered to late, and the prospect of summer school in the States, way to freaky to even consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forsee that adventure resolution thing I so bravely thought up will soon come to bite me in the @*!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and a prosperous Lunar New Year to you : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;incubus: talk shows on mute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-710566521528006274?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/710566521528006274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/710566521528006274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/710566521528006274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-holidays.html' title='Home Alone.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3164286095525317169</id><published>2011-01-29T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T07:28:28.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion : )</title><content type='html'>Completely in a blog-less mood.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, to the brim with raw emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise party for the absolute besties yesterday : )&lt;br /&gt;Although we promised we'd NEVER do it again, I had loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my mind in full-blown stress mode of this sort is really an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't mind it at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like photos of us.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing every single one of us, so happy makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.&lt;br /&gt;HUGE hugs and bucket loads of tears, we've had a lot to catch up on. Glad I am to have had the oppurtunity. A DEFINITE to-do in the (hopefully) near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All throughout high-school, we probably took advantage of all the little moments.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's no secret we miss each other, which gives us a reason to do this again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the script: exit wounds &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-3164286095525317169?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3164286095525317169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3164286095525317169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3164286095525317169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion : )'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2040343440772464830</id><published>2011-01-24T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T07:39:03.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I come in peace.</title><content type='html'>So this is me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;back on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What a lovely time I've had : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Being home, getting serious and back into routine proves to be one of the harder things, although I promised myself I would never get complacent even with the absence of solid purpose in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On second thought. Scratch that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even with time on my side and much of the resources, weighing out my options has now become a chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cease to be easily enveloped in temptations without proper investigation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Onto more serious matters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2011&lt;strong&gt; is&lt;/strong&gt; going to be a year of adventure, experience and much discovery (self and otherwise).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Content, I am for starting this &lt;em&gt;sort-of resolution &lt;/em&gt;with a bang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My January and February brings much planning, nostalgia-evoking Facebook spamming and a round of Forensic fever, yet again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An excited me, is holding on to the oppurtunity to be on the other side, after 2 bronze medals and a heck-load of fun : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p!nk: family potrait&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-2040343440772464830?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2040343440772464830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-come-in-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2040343440772464830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2040343440772464830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-come-in-peace.html' title='I come in peace.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7095789192498868218</id><published>2011-01-20T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T08:31:36.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mischief managed.</title><content type='html'>Well, this marks the&lt;i&gt; almost end &lt;/i&gt;to my lovely and much needed vacay. &lt;div&gt;Although, it helps, much, knowing I'll be back here sooner than you can say &lt;i&gt;leopard pweents.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather like an independent excursion. I like the sort of calm, that envelopes me, as I sail through undiscovered (solely by me, of course) streets and mrt stations, knowing of nothing more than the red lines and green lines of the train routes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, it was, much to my delight, alas, to the despair of my suffering wallet, Bugis Street and then Jurong Point: D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;That is from the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; line, to Jurong East and the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt; line to Bugis, toward Pasir Ris&lt;/i&gt; and then to&lt;i&gt; Boon Lay, toward Joo Koon, &lt;/i&gt;respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adventure adventure : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Candy Empire for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I recall the briefing from my ever efficient cousin,&lt;b&gt; Gorgeous&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To Outram interchange on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;line, toward Pasir Ris, changing to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; line, stopping at Harbour Front. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of the day: Forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bruno mars: marry you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7095789192498868218?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7095789192498868218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/mischief-managed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7095789192498868218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7095789192498868218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/mischief-managed.html' title='Mischief managed.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4261506548287850730</id><published>2011-01-18T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T08:17:56.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblr thoughts.</title><content type='html'>So its the first day for many.&lt;div&gt;Just like any other, for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally finding my tumblr fingers after many many months of thinking and rethinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the pleasure I find from reblogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A no-brainer sport I'd sin to not enjoy : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while everyone else is slogging away, a lonely me is soon to indulge in the wonders of retail therapy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of the day: peevesandpeaches.tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the script: nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-4261506548287850730?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4261506548287850730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/tumblr-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4261506548287850730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4261506548287850730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/tumblr-thoughts.html' title='tumblr thoughts.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1904309284820113824</id><published>2011-01-17T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T07:20:11.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine down south.</title><content type='html'>HMMM.&lt;div&gt;I looove those late night showers : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yumm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;131 at Somerset&lt;/span&gt; during the weekend, &lt;i&gt;gorgeous&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;adorable. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering if I should continue to roam the streets on my own this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a budget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although uncharted waters keeps the adrenaline pumping, I do believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what a blessing, to be able to utilize my brain for something other than that having to do with physics, history and the likes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bugis Street maybe? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or Orchard once more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a gargantuan-sized map to call my friend : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S. I know, like 4,3,2, Don't take too long&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of the day: Pretty girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sugarland: stuck on you&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1904309284820113824?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1904309284820113824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunshine-down-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1904309284820113824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1904309284820113824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunshine-down-south.html' title='Sunshine down south.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1184580696126414691</id><published>2011-01-13T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T08:10:14.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmanageable madness</title><content type='html'>Ah. &lt;div&gt;Grateful I am, to have the Mac all to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day is almost over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grateful I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently in an EXTREMELY filthy mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let me wallow in my deep self-pity dusted with a concentrated bout of guilt. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. It's true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so very tired of feeding off other tumblr's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am adamant about getting my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottled up, its getting unhealthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;In hind side, Jurong Point or Batman reruns?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I kinda get the feeling, I'm being left behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.P.S. I'm pretending you don't mean any of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of the day: Incorrigible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;jason castro: let's just fall in love again&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/1261401004835384999-1184580696126414691?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1184580696126414691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/unmanageable-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1184580696126414691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1184580696126414691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/unmanageable-madness.html' title='Unmanageable madness'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-704230557136231677</id><published>2011-01-11T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T07:45:33.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tourist.</title><content type='html'>Yes, currently in tourist mode : )&lt;div&gt;Travelling the streets of Singapore, all by my lonely self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such uncharted waters, are exhilarating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Undoubtedly, a weird me finds solace in waking up each morning, not knowing what the day brings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, my Aunty Susie is taking the rest off the day off tomorrow afternoon, which in turn provides me with the task of carefully navigating myself to Orchard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take 66, 77, 174, 157 or the more familiar 61 to the interchange. Bukit Batok to Jurong East. Something about the green line to Raffles Place and then the red line to Orchard. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Or at least, the likes of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I like adventures. &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;Word of the day: Muffles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;in my ears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;craig david: seven days&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/1261401004835384999-704230557136231677?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/704230557136231677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/tourist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/704230557136231677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/704230557136231677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/tourist.html' title='The Tourist.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1029502123261079326</id><published>2011-01-08T05:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T06:14:49.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursepective : (</title><content type='html'>A busy day, it has been.&lt;div&gt;Venturing about, putting my life into perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A jittery me at Taylor's Subang today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having time to actually do all of that, is, well. Something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking of, money, work, money, friends, others and ultimately, experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All if it, new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nerve-wrecking. Yes it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For once, time is on my side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A little something 2011 hides in it's pockets:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Los Angeles. &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;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tomorrow though : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Siiiiiiingapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of the day: College&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mungkin nanti: peterpan&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/1261401004835384999-1029502123261079326?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1029502123261079326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/pursepective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1029502123261079326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1029502123261079326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/pursepective.html' title='Pursepective : ('/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4864625869445145936</id><published>2011-01-04T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T04:05:34.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oneoneoneone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TSMFZW3MDFI/AAAAAAAAAf0/_TAFQbYRogw/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TSMFZW3MDFI/AAAAAAAAAf0/_TAFQbYRogw/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558292298297248850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a little late, but I couldn't resist.&lt;div&gt;And I'm glad 2010 is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;phew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new years eve, no reflections, no tears and as far as I can remember, no regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats in store for 2011, as I've told everysingleperson who asks me whatthehell I'm going to be up to before college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go to Singapore to catch up with my darlings, immerse myself in music &lt;i&gt;once again, &lt;/i&gt;start driving, go back to school, get my iphone, band concert maybe, apply for college and the likes, and plan the next few years of my life : )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I like how NS in all its splendor, no longer a burden I carry, paves a new path for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An eventful year, I hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take my hat off to the ambitious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, as for you, may 2010 evoke nostalgia of the good kind, whilst 2011 brings fabulous surprises, lots of laughs and moments to cherish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suckers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of the day: Leaving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meet uncle hussain: hilang&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/1261401004835384999-4864625869445145936?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4864625869445145936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/oneoneoneone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4864625869445145936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4864625869445145936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2011/01/oneoneoneone.html' title='oneoneoneone.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TSMFZW3MDFI/AAAAAAAAAf0/_TAFQbYRogw/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-572825143422502174</id><published>2010-12-28T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T04:57:18.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion Explosion.</title><content type='html'>So, theres been a change of plans.&lt;div&gt;Kamini Senthilathiban is trading in her &lt;i&gt;tahniah&lt;/i&gt; for a&lt;i&gt; tidak layak&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally unplanned, completely unexpected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How very very peculiar it feels to not want something in the least bit, and then psych yourself to want it, then have it taken from you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* I'll fervently put my trust in knowing that everything happens for reasons unknown. I've had my date with dissapointment yesterday, and I think  it's time I plan for my newfound freedom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, in an attempt to be completely honest with myself, it's extremely nerve-wrecking going into the new year, pacing nervously into unchartered waters with nothing planned and with nothing but time to spare. While the rest of the world whizzes past, with their lives in check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking it one day at a time, yes I am, as I happily wave 2010 goodbye, and bid a warm welcome to 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of the day: NS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;meet uncle hussain: lagu untukmu&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/1261401004835384999-572825143422502174?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/572825143422502174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/emotion-explosion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/572825143422502174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/572825143422502174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/emotion-explosion.html' title='Emotion Explosion.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3287343303490254802</id><published>2010-12-22T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:58:51.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd156/SixFeetFromParadise/photography/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 105px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd156/SixFeetFromParadise/photography/party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty much all there is to it : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of the day: Lupin the 3rd : D : D: D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chromeo: fancy footwork  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-3287343303490254802?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3287343303490254802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/pretty-much-all-there-is-to-it-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3287343303490254802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3287343303490254802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/pretty-much-all-there-is-to-it-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd156/SixFeetFromParadise/photography/th_party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8423698391129815417</id><published>2010-12-18T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:32:50.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss, communication.</title><content type='html'>Yep.&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those days, where you're bumming about. The lack-lustre of emotions brings about the conjuring of various epihanies in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;With my back against the wall, and an awkward feeling in my chest, I ponder about how the Earth, as if, owning a subconcious part of mind, spins as it's inhabitants obliviously go ahead with their lives. As it, if at any moment, the spinning were to stop, no one would even flinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can probably tell, I've had a rather mediocre weekend, comparatively.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like everyone sorta had fun. Not so bad, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats just it, about leaving for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;By the time you come home, everyones had fun and the party is over.&lt;br /&gt;Being left out. I abhor it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Navidt : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p!nk: who knew&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-8423698391129815417?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8423698391129815417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/miss-communication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8423698391129815417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8423698391129815417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/miss-communication.html' title='Miss, communication.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-9159182183663540840</id><published>2010-12-15T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T08:22:41.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtfully, provoking thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Kamini Senthilathiban &lt;strong&gt;is blog-lagging. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO EARTHLINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having enough time at home, is a rather satisfactory feeling if I may say so.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a sort of high, where even being broke isn't bothering me as much as it normally would. Or rather, as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the idea of NS is somewhat. Daunting.&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinating on that to-do list makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Silently, making those 3 months seem further away then in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a scaredy-cat.&lt;br /&gt;Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Burp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mike posner: cooler than me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-9159182183663540840?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/9159182183663540840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughtfully-provoking-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/9159182183663540840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/9159182183663540840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughtfully-provoking-thoughts.html' title='Thoughtfully, provoking thoughts.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4243938549450761498</id><published>2010-12-11T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T19:16:22.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slam slam, ohhotdamn. What part of party don't you understand?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z171/luneri/myspace%20photography/z55919093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z171/luneri/myspace%20photography/z55919093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Words cannot describe this feeling of bliss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The kind of feeling where you're wanting to do everything, but having to do nothing at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone around me told me how difficult it would be to leave my books behind. For now, this couch-potato like bubble I'm in, comes quite naturally to me : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Catching up with the girlies was waaaay fun. Two days in a row, and they can keep on coming. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sound of old christmas carols and the fairy lights in the room make Christmas taste that much sweeter. A little bit of freedom doesn't do any harm either : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. Vicky, the robots are uber cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Word of the day: Ice-skatiiiing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;current party anthem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p!nk: raise your glass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-4243938549450761498?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4243938549450761498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/slam-slam-ohhotdamn-what-part-of-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4243938549450761498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4243938549450761498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/12/slam-slam-ohhotdamn-what-part-of-party.html' title='Slam slam, ohhotdamn. What part of party don&apos;t you understand?!'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z171/luneri/myspace%20photography/th_z55919093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4942917660884150232</id><published>2010-11-25T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T03:05:17.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So with crossed fingers, the worst is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For what's left, hopefully, you're all kicking some A+*!&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/1261401004835384999-4942917660884150232?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4942917660884150232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-with-crossed-fingers-worst-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4942917660884150232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4942917660884150232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-with-crossed-fingers-worst-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8504879848676443878</id><published>2010-11-15T05:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T05:50:38.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of catching up with the old, and celebrating the new : )</title><content type='html'>Walking into school this morning, I stopped to do everything I could, to hold on to the little moments I seemed to have taken for granted these past 5 years. &lt;div&gt;More importantly, I started this special today, with a &lt;b&gt;smile. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the day drawled on, I became less and less reminiscent, and maybe just down right carefree. Although, singing the school song for the last time did bring back some of those good 'ol memories. Back in the day, when I was young and naive, thinking time will stop and wait for me to cross over. None of that now, I think maybe, I'm ready to move on. Missing what I will miss, yet, ready to move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got this uncanny feeling, that this type of closure is coming sooner than I am ACTUALLY ready for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mood of choice for today is &lt;b&gt;nonchalance. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How &lt;b&gt;ignorance &lt;/b&gt;plagues me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eitherway, I find old buddies refreshing : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good friends and great laughs are food for the soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An eventful day, at best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A content me, teaaaars her eyes from the screen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of the day: Assuntarian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;30 seconds to mars: beautiful lie&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/1261401004835384999-8504879848676443878?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8504879848676443878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/of-catching-up-with-old-and-celebrating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8504879848676443878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8504879848676443878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/of-catching-up-with-old-and-celebrating.html' title='Of catching up with the old, and celebrating the new : )'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1677854973037780708</id><published>2010-11-13T01:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T05:08:51.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncertainty, certainly.</title><content type='html'>Another gruelling week. &lt;div&gt;Stepping out for some fresh air, in my opinion, is vital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up to this point, I don't know if I'm willing to let this whole PHASE come and go as fast as anybody else would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though, I would certainly want it to end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Possibly, I'm not. Ready? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scary thoughts, scary thoughts. Stop raiding my mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;P.s. Happy birthday : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;        I like surprises, don't you? &lt;/i&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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thought of the day: Chocolate Indulgence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sevencollar t-shirt: wild child&lt;/i&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/1261401004835384999-1677854973037780708?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1677854973037780708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/uncertainty-certainly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1677854973037780708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1677854973037780708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/uncertainty-certainly.html' title='Uncertainty, certainly.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6522259786052819912</id><published>2010-11-03T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T10:28:52.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka-dot thoughts and mindless wondering.</title><content type='html'>I absolutely adore, how the festive season ignites a certain spark.&lt;br /&gt;Although, a jittery me keeps darting toward the calendar, a little, but significant enough, glimmer of hope shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moments like that, I do cherish. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At such an auspicious time for many, I'd like to believe I'm capable of anything. Which completely justifies why I'm possibly, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;possibly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the only loser who wakes up every morning shouting 10A's! before stepping into the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My unorthodox methods of motivation, are bound to pay off : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TNGNnEP7TTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Pk64pXwbc-g/s1600/SDC17875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535361119310007602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TNGNnEP7TTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Pk64pXwbc-g/s320/SDC17875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damage was done. Deepavali and the joy it brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A fantastic weekend to all : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Existential therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in my ears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;b.o.b feat. rivers cuomo: magic&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/1261401004835384999-6522259786052819912?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6522259786052819912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/polka-dot-thoughts-and-mindless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6522259786052819912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6522259786052819912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/11/polka-dot-thoughts-and-mindless.html' title='Polka-dot thoughts and mindless wondering.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TNGNnEP7TTI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Pk64pXwbc-g/s72-c/SDC17875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3750965346539578109</id><published>2010-10-27T23:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:36:35.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth didn't set me free, so I did it myself?</title><content type='html'>So it's been another BLEH week. &lt;div&gt;Productive, maybe. Still, rather BLEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being all alone at home, is far less exciting than being at school, surrounded by the eccentricities of my fellow SPM-ers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, yes, how I do wish time would halt for just a wee moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a break, I would say this is. I find it quite relaxing to talk to something other than myself for a little while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've got a little spare time on your hands, do take a few and tear your eyes away from your Facebook page, cause this is something worth&lt;a href="http://http//voicesofstudents.wordpress.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://voicesofstudents.wordpress.com/"&gt;clicking&lt;/a&gt;! Sign the petition and make a change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, word is the yearbook is out : D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of the day: Scuba diving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;paramore: careful&lt;/i&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/1261401004835384999-3750965346539578109?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3750965346539578109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/truth-didnt-set-me-free-so-i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3750965346539578109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3750965346539578109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/truth-didnt-set-me-free-so-i-did-it.html' title='The truth didn&apos;t set me free, so I did it myself?'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2358145294465328879</id><published>2010-10-22T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T08:58:39.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omelette du fromage and all that fancy shmancy.</title><content type='html'>*Cue tumblr quote about friendship, and how my life sucks, and how everyone is a liar*&lt;div&gt;Naturally, I think I'm too good for that quote stuff, although I may be the only one who thinks so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I've been thinking about the things you've said, and my only hope is, you're not lying to me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I said, don't let a stupid reason be the cause of you letting another go. Quite frankly, this one is a whole lot more worthwhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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-size: medium;"&gt;Meanwhile, back on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Looks like everybody else is riding high, with their big dreams. Then theres me, who can't seem to get a lift off.  Still trying to interpret the extent of my &lt;i&gt;capabilities, &lt;/i&gt;because  I refuse to let anyone do it for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On the sunny side u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;p, I'm lovin' me some happy readers (Y).&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: medium;"&gt;Bytheway, Anna? If you're rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ding this, your tumblr is uber uplifting : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thought of the day: Rojak signals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;coldplay: lovers in japan/reign of love&lt;/i&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/1261401004835384999-2358145294465328879?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2358145294465328879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/omelette-du-formage-and-all-that-fancy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2358145294465328879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2358145294465328879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/omelette-du-formage-and-all-that-fancy.html' title='Omelette du fromage and all that fancy shmancy.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6432286850941786207</id><published>2010-10-17T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T08:17:57.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green beans, feelings, and other things served up raw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Big red numbers&lt;/span&gt;, on the right side of our papers.&lt;br /&gt;It's got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;About said &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;big numbers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; acquired through &lt;em&gt;divine intervention, &lt;/em&gt;or for the not-so religious, a little look into the future, perhaps? Not really, any of my concern.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, it has definitely got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those with all the answers to the questions we never had, well, a squeaky certificate to mirror a squeaky conscience, is all I can manage to say.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, to your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;big numbers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I applaud your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alas, guilt will not seep through thick skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As we laugh at each other's mistakes, the only thought that comforts me, is our oblivion towards anyone else listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How the road to the finish, is a trying one. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Looks like a broken heart will never keep you away. I will never get you to listen. Perhaps, it's easier said than done. Eitherway, I commend your resilience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INCOMPREHENSION, IS WHY NO ONE READS MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: BATMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;led zeppelin: stairway to heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-6432286850941786207?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6432286850941786207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/green-beanssalmon-feelings-and-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6432286850941786207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6432286850941786207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/green-beanssalmon-feelings-and-other.html' title='Green beans, feelings, and other things served up raw.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1521727089213533773</id><published>2010-10-09T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:27:48.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants and regrets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Just%20For%20Fun/swings1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Just%20For%20Fun/swings1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I'd like to feel like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Just%20For%20Fun/swings1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogging compulsion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like Billy Weaver and BED AND BREAKFAST.&lt;em&gt; ergh. enough of &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the trials. I've been away for far too long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stopped by the new band blog this morning, just to see what the kiddies were up to. Pleasantly surprised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Actually, it's not surprise at all : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This blogpost was suppose to be about how I'm not one for change. Seeing as to how people change once they have a purpose, how they morph into something spectacular  at once shedding their mediocrities (hopefully, once and for all), brings new light to mind. That is why today, my facebook reads;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kamini Senthilathiban &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;wishes she had a purpose, like she is ever so used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Simply because it's true. These past few months, strangely, I've been rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 'free'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Enjoying my lack of responsibility, and basking in the glory of load-less shoulders. &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: medium;"&gt;Now, I wish I was going somewhere, doing something, making some decision, purposefully. Sometimes, being in the hot seat is somewhat, fun, however sadistic I might sound. &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: medium;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; small,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; small, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;part of me too, misses being important. &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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It is on Tuesdays like this, where I wish I was in school, burying my head in some textbook, instead of encouraging such philosophies and theories to formulate in my brain. &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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Shock therapy at it's best:&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SPM SPM SPM SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; w&lt;/span&gt;ww.assuntasymphonicband.blogspot.com&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: medium;"&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: medium;"&gt;Thought of the day: Shut up &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: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;in my ears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;perry: if I die young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/1261401004835384999-1521727089213533773?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1521727089213533773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/rants-and-regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1521727089213533773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1521727089213533773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/rants-and-regrets.html' title='Rants and regrets.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-5227377901471803995</id><published>2010-10-09T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T07:51:38.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOMG : D&lt;br /&gt;I loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove you too Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.strangetransmissions.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://www.strangetransmissions.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're welcome : )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-5227377901471803995?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/5227377901471803995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/homg-d-i-looooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5227377901471803995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5227377901471803995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/homg-d-i-looooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1793949448016647126</id><published>2010-10-08T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T03:03:09.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy-coated Misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii290/adair_fan/panda_hello.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 201px;" src="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii290/adair_fan/panda_hello.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello! &lt;b&gt;Panda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. Its good to be back : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, the proceedings of the day had got me TYPING IN CAPS FOR AGES AND AGES. You see, it isn't fun seeing something incomplete with my name at the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thats that. Moving on. It's been quite a ride, these pass few weeks. I totally get why some people search for people who share the same sentiments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the last, &lt;i&gt;well, before hell takes over, &lt;/i&gt; but thats another story altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Some R&amp;amp;R would be good. I think I'm going to party it up with the PMR kids for a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pfft. Yeah right. Come Wednesday, back to school, and its all over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*longer sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry if I just burst some of ya'lls bubbles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it was fun hanging with the lit buddies today. No more sleepy faces and dark black rings for a long time to come : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave, with a little tip, that everyone should think about rainbows and yellow bunny rabbits, up until the 23rd of November. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food for thought : )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, old people don't walk slowly &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;because they have plenty of time &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gardening books when buried will not flower&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roger McGough's The Way Things Are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vicky's blog, officially gives me a headache : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of the day: Egalitarianism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;incubus: just a phase&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1793949448016647126?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1793949448016647126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/candy-coated-misery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1793949448016647126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1793949448016647126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/10/candy-coated-misery.html' title='Candy-coated Misery'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-369279181857068749</id><published>2010-09-24T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T08:07:01.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eargasms?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TJy0OQb9cTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XTBPN8V0Lmk/s1600/october+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520485400272793906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TJy0OQb9cTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XTBPN8V0Lmk/s320/october+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; exactly that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laman blog menjadi medium paling berkesan untuk berkongsi apa-apa jua pendapat dan pandangan, sekali gus menjadikan seseorang pengendali blog &lt;strong&gt;lebih peka&lt;/strong&gt; dan terbuka baik dari segi pemikiran mahupun pandangannya : )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*kembangs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thought of the day: Beanbag and flourbag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;incubus: I wish you were here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-369279181857068749?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/369279181857068749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/eargasms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/369279181857068749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/369279181857068749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/eargasms.html' title='Eargasms?!'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TJy0OQb9cTI/AAAAAAAAAfY/XTBPN8V0Lmk/s72-c/october+083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1341448124762303002</id><published>2010-09-17T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T20:33:10.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI4NDc4MDU3NDY5MCZwdD*xMjg*NzgwNjQ2ODEwJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*4MDE2MTQyZGU*NTg*/NmU3ODc3YmYxNWMzNDlmNWJlZCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/bubbles/Itsraininghappy/Photography/bubbles-2.jpg?o=19" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q462/Itsraininghappy/Photography/bubbles-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;live a little : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1341448124762303002?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1341448124762303002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1341448124762303002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1341448124762303002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q462/Itsraininghappy/Photography/th_bubbles-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-603319317972649202</id><published>2010-09-04T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:55:46.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak out :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9tjQlPQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4N0wzEi1OMk/s1600/nose+high+and+other+things+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513318221599816962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9tjQlPQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4N0wzEi1OMk/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9ta-NoVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/fFSjxElfC1I/s1600/nose+high+and+other+things+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513318219375288658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9ta-NoVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/fFSjxElfC1I/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9svVdXrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ceKDw2K4EpY/s1600/nose+high+and+other+things+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513318207661629106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9svVdXrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ceKDw2K4EpY/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9sSOfpcI/AAAAAAAAAew/yjGTIoGNWPY/s1600/upm+and+what+not+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513318199847790018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9sSOfpcI/AAAAAAAAAew/yjGTIoGNWPY/s320/upm+and+what+not+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513316839394178018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM8dGJE8-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZA0xftHaQOQ/s320/prepostsaturday!+072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513316837591560274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM8c_bTMFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/XpcKeYwxuz4/s320/prepostsaturday!+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513316824925179650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM8cQPZjwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NiIY1Yx05CA/s320/prepostsaturday!+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513316823328180210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM8cKSpR_I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qlCkwddbTZM/s320/prepostsaturday!+078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513316814178630706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM8boNOPDI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ryveboH7xeo/s320/prepostsaturday!+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somethings, we just can't help thinking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, I miss it. All of it. All of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God for AMB : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thought of the day: Hello Panda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;taio cruz: dynamite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-603319317972649202?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/603319317972649202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/freak-out-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/603319317972649202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/603319317972649202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/freak-out-d.html' title='Freak out :D'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TIM9tjQlPQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/4N0wzEi1OMk/s72-c/nose+high+and+other+things+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2059733690342433012</id><published>2010-09-03T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:24:14.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat facts and other BIG ideas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Theres something about the weekend that just makes me want to go : ) : ) : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So it was a lovely Friday, for the most part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Theres this sense of satisfaction that comes from waving the &lt;i&gt;jalur gemilang&lt;/i&gt; violently in the air, singing &lt;i&gt;Tanggal 31&lt;/i&gt; at the top of our voices. &lt;i&gt;And of course, Sudirman is like hot fudge on a sundae :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's this time of the year, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Merdeka, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;that makes me grin with pride and want to stick my tongue out at those knuckle heads who think they're too cool for our Malaysia. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Walking out to Raya songs makes me feel like I'm in one of those Yasmin Ahmad films. Haha. I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause it's not Singapore XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then theres this 2 week break. Our last semester break from high school. Surreal, but I guess its about time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Plans for the holidays: Close to nil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Although, I was contemplating the notion of walking around with my kebaya, someplace, this Raya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love how this 1Malaysia thing gives me an excuse to get away with anything : )&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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Back to the post title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Walking around, an only child, behind your parents who still hold hands everywhere they go leaves me confused, in wondering whether to smile, or hide my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;. Watching those rich brats on My Super Sweet 16 throw their money away so EXPLICITLY gives me indigestion.&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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; The Next Top Model franchise aims to make ugly people feel bad about themselves.&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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt;Fashion Police, by Joan Rivers makes my mum ill.&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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; There are some twisted people that call themselves &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Beliebers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(?!) that are in severe need of counselling and medical attention. Frankly, the world would be a better place if Justin Bieber just shaved his head.&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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I would like to dedicate a moment of silence to Jared, Shannon and Tomo because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Closer to the Edge by 30 Seconds to Mars is the most wicked video ever made on the entire planet. Hands down, the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; 6 minutes and 38 seconds of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Way to show Gaga what REAL shiiz 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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thought of the day: Kylie and Kendall Jenner XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know you so well, it scares me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in my ears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;30 seconds to mars: closer to the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;quite naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To everyone, cheers to a great 2 weeks (well, we'll make the best of it), Happy Indepence, Selamat Berpuasa, and of course, a great Raya :D&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/1261401004835384999-2059733690342433012?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2059733690342433012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/fat-facts-and-other-big-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2059733690342433012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2059733690342433012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/09/fat-facts-and-other-big-ideas.html' title='Fat facts and other BIG ideas.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-169393136395866897</id><published>2010-08-21T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T07:13:14.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Click-clack BLAOW.</title><content type='html'>It's nice to come back here, after a loooooooooong week.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are parched, from too much guitar and too little typing :(,&lt;br /&gt;Facebook and I are having some commitment issues and I haven't listened to the radio in 3 weeks. That pretty much sums up my social life, or lack of.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the books again, which explains EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, not as refreshing, as much as it is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some big news,&lt;br /&gt;Tahniah, anda terpilih menyertai PLKN Siri 8/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pfft. Like we didn't see THAT coming.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, some even bigger news, applied for 1st batch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing band, and of course, my &lt;strong&gt;sexyphonists&lt;/strong&gt; : (&lt;br /&gt;Something hasn't set in just yet. Distant feelings &lt;u&gt;confuse&lt;/u&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;As if I need any MORE of &lt;u&gt;that.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of filling up my &lt;em&gt;sijil berhenti sekolah&lt;/em&gt; is NERVE-WRECKING, and the freedom to write out my own student evaluation leaves me gobsmacked forcing myself to wonder if I know anything about me at all. 17 years is a long time, not to know.&lt;br /&gt;No ceasing oppurtunities to make myself shine.&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell if thats a good or bad thing, but I better start getting to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eminem: not afraid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-169393136395866897?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/169393136395866897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/08/click-clack-blaow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/169393136395866897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/169393136395866897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/08/click-clack-blaow.html' title='Click-clack BLAOW.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7140112393751554065</id><published>2010-08-05T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T08:25:37.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up memory lane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's our last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So lets make it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;big.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TFrVfR2CXWI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Vv-tQX3USNw/s1600/kamini-band.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501944628129193314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TFrVfR2CXWI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Vv-tQX3USNw/s320/kamini-band.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Word of the day: Goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the beatles: I wanna hold your hand&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7140112393751554065?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7140112393751554065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7140112393751554065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7140112393751554065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-memory-lane.html' title='Up memory lane.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TFrVfR2CXWI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Vv-tQX3USNw/s72-c/kamini-band.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1842919532227788563</id><published>2010-07-30T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T08:08:09.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinking ships and other nautical nonsense.</title><content type='html'>Hallelujah, its the weeeeekend.&lt;div&gt;As usual, my Fridays are never meant to be the quiet, calm ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting here frustrated, pondering the real meaning of authority and balancing out egos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly, I'm quite ready to end this veryvery long journey. I definitely expected it to be harder to let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, after 2 years of running around and decisionsdecisionsdecisions, I'm very much willing to let someone else take the wheel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired, of steering and multi-tasking. &lt;i&gt;Its not fun, when the brakes start to fail on you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I've learnt over the course of this looooooooong journey is that when you start to fade into the background, others just can't wait to wipe you out completely. Its quite a pity, how some think they're so much more superior to others. Quite a pity, and very amusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something else, I don't agree in feeding hungry egos, but we learn to give in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because those who aren't afraid to be in the background, are the ones who really shine through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm proud of you : )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Word of the day: Jellybeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wonder girls: nobody&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmm. surprises, surprises :D&lt;/i&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/1261401004835384999-1842919532227788563?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1842919532227788563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/sinking-ships-and-other-nautical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1842919532227788563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1842919532227788563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/sinking-ships-and-other-nautical.html' title='Sinking ships and other nautical nonsense.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-454229199309534638</id><published>2010-07-29T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T02:52:21.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;credits to Clarissa for the header &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I absolutely loooove it, and I know youu will too :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-454229199309534638?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/454229199309534638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/credits-to-clarissa-for-header-3-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/454229199309534638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/454229199309534638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/credits-to-clarissa-for-header-3-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-958890483739404187</id><published>2010-07-27T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T05:43:23.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;zomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Glee on &lt;em&gt;Oprah&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-958890483739404187?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/958890483739404187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/zomg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/958890483739404187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/958890483739404187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-955960155562527438</id><published>2010-07-23T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T08:44:54.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirling thoughts and a busy heart.</title><content type='html'>Confirmation in a week.&lt;br /&gt;If you really think about it. Its been years. Working towards this ONE Sunday. &lt;div&gt;I find it absolutely amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, how sometimes, you look for this feeling. A feeling you'd waste your time, trying so hard, wanting to explain. A kind of feeling you can't find anywhere real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the worries of the week to fade away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clear my thoughts. Let nothing keep me from You.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497126624006856306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TEm3ih1FXnI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7_1V_k9jnQ4/s400/Praise+you.jpg" /&gt;You know what I'm looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Self liberation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U2: Magnificent&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-955960155562527438?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/955960155562527438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/whirling-thoughts-and-busy-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/955960155562527438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/955960155562527438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/whirling-thoughts-and-busy-heart.html' title='Whirling thoughts and a busy heart.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TEm3ih1FXnI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7_1V_k9jnQ4/s72-c/Praise+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6199243464096728263</id><published>2010-07-21T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T03:02:49.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the baby is under construction.&lt;br /&gt;If you're here and see parts of a blogskin or absolutely nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;bear with me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-6199243464096728263?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6199243464096728263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-baby-is-under-construction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6199243464096728263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6199243464096728263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-baby-is-under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7975929171188940644</id><published>2010-07-13T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T07:21:20.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love me, love me not?</title><content type='html'>the big &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;150!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. A rap for Lit Nite '10.&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago, I remember standing behind the red curtains, thinking how tired I'd gotten of all the stupid headaches and worried thoughts plaguing my mind. Today, I'm thinking of how I wouldn't have traded a single second, for the world :)&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats what literature does to you.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. The feeling of simply living in the moment, is scrumptiously exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;Put aside all the screaming, unsticky-sticky tapes, exchanging horrified looks as soon as the wrong song came on, and whatever else have you, I had a TREMENDOUS load of fun :D&lt;br /&gt;If you were there, I'm sure you would have had a good load yourself XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days later, and I'm already missing my Words for my Beau and WSS dudes :( I miss wheatgrass and odd-houred lunch breaks, japo girls and hot indian 'men', recording fun, Victor Ngow and SALSA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, and Nicky's back-seat paranoia :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how the Lit Nite experience really is one, you won't find many places else. Once its all done and things have turned out much better than expected, it leaves a bit of an empty feeling inside. Not the big black hole kind, sucking in everything in its path, spiralling into infinite emptiness or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;The good kind, the kind attracting only the most positive energy, the sort of hunger for the sweet sweet memories, only Facebook can feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Words for my Beau: A potpourri of prose darlings, I miss you all very much, and you really made me proud. Theres no words to express the kind of feeling I felt, seeing you all on stage. After everything that was said, looks like we came out one of the lucky ones. Despite all the miss-happenings, we pulled through :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WSS :D&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Some good times those were. Simply, very honoured to be given some lovelylovely oppurtunities.&lt;br /&gt;As FB reads, &lt;em&gt;to new-found friends and rekindled relationships. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it isn't over yet :)&lt;br /&gt;It feels AWESOME to have pulled through, after all the S*!t we've been through, it puts a smile on my face, just thinking of what we've achieved. Kudos, to Nicky, and to us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaaaand, my friend. I'm very proud of you. Didn't I say you'd make it happen, somehow? :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the form 5's&lt;br /&gt;WAKA WAKA!&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS, to a hell of a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: 15 minutes XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ke$ha: your love is my drug XD &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7975929171188940644?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7975929171188940644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-me-love-me-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7975929171188940644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7975929171188940644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-me-love-me-not.html' title='love me, love me not?'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4933377914414727617</id><published>2010-07-02T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T06:46:59.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road (not taken) To Lit Nite</title><content type='html'>1 week to lit nite.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy was just saying how this time next week, we'd be on stage.&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;em&gt;butterflies in my tummy just died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a tough week for all of us, and it probably won't be much better the coming week. Though, I've got 2 days to prep for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big sounds&lt;/span&gt; coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WSS and Words for my Beau shopping, and a &lt;u&gt;whole check list &lt;/u&gt;needed for the 10 minutes after OA. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights and sounds and the whole backstage drama.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see where this week takes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Love me, love me not. 9th of July. Be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Braces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fm static: tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-4933377914414727617?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4933377914414727617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/road-not-taken-to-lit-nite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4933377914414727617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4933377914414727617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/07/road-not-taken-to-lit-nite.html' title='The Road (not taken) To Lit Nite'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7168181775016093739</id><published>2010-06-25T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:05:53.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises and MCQ's.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, because I always seem to be the one to dissapoint.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'm sure everyones heard this before, and sick of the sorrys.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my inability to prioritize and my worthless efforts. Sometimes, some people just &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; try harder.&lt;br /&gt;In this case, &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; really is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;Quite unlike what everyone else says, some things are impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson of life:&lt;br /&gt;The things you don't want to happen, always happen. At all the wrong times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Actually, the fact that its the most perfect time, makes it all the more worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How on earth am I going to phrase this one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thought of the day: Perfect 1O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one republic: won't stop&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-7168181775016093739?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7168181775016093739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/promises-and-mcqs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7168181775016093739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7168181775016093739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/promises-and-mcqs.html' title='Promises and MCQ&apos;s.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6818733723792252307</id><published>2010-06-25T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T06:09:33.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrations galore.</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;Its Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I do have to admit though, I've seen better ones.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my lack of inspiration is starting to sink in.&lt;br /&gt;A bad sign, signalling the stress-build up soon to accumulate in the next 2 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes. till the 9th. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't have to be too worried. Just a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pfft. Yeah right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;strong&gt; High school and our silly little woes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, tomorrow, go and help ASEAN make its g&lt;strong&gt;RE&lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;Start&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;To the buddies who've asked. Sorry I can't be there : ( Though, I know it'll be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Strip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one republic: all the right moves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-6818733723792252307?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6818733723792252307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/frustrations-galore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6818733723792252307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6818733723792252307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/frustrations-galore.html' title='Frustrations galore.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8698917934674265768</id><published>2010-06-13T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T06:44:06.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurdles and hurried thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow Earthlings (contrary to popular belief, I am not unlike anything else on Earth).&lt;br /&gt;My ode to a challenging (?) week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Yep. One of those trying times again. You would think I wouldn't have any of that right now, what with the absence of Band Comp to fill up the nooks and crannies of my fairly-sized brain.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but you've thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gearing up for this &lt;strong&gt;tough &lt;/strong&gt;week ahead. It's quite overwhelming actually, thinking of how its going to be when school reopens and the whole hoopla that comes with the post-holiday period.&lt;br /&gt;NOT something I'm looking forward to, in the least bit. But then again. I've had a great past week, as I've mentioned, previously :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;On another note, a new barrage of bothers:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Tumblr troubles, The Roxy keychain thats come undone, and the beautiful pair of sneakers I can't seem to tie the laces for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, woe is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the in-coming few days.&lt;br /&gt;I know what it is. This lingering lethargic feeling leeching on to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's a lack of inspiration, awaiting me. Nothing to come home to.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Lost companionship, at least for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas. Ideas. Why have you forsaken me at my time of need?&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination, I have become you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, it's going to be a whirlwind of a week.&lt;br /&gt;Starting off, with drama practice, Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. Guess who's got a new dog?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;west side story: cool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-8698917934674265768?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8698917934674265768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/hurdles-and-hurried-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8698917934674265768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8698917934674265768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/hurdles-and-hurried-thoughts.html' title='Hurdles and hurried thoughts.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8294236534990948921</id><published>2010-06-12T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T09:33:19.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FEVER.</title><content type='html'>It's 12am on a Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new F word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIFA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Me, staying up for the most unimaginable things. I swear its all the holiday hype.&lt;br /&gt;The holidays, ooooo YUM : D&lt;br /&gt;This week has passed rather swiftly. Having fun does take up a lot of my time, and I'm very much eager to let time pass, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know about you, but I had a pretty awesome Friday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afternoon surprises, and Bangsar in the night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thankies, if you were there :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cheers to another week, of waking up waaaay past 7am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yep, it's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481924456856073986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TBO1P8ButwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/E0HAQlEL8sI/s320/Picture+0121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. I'm in the mood for sushi, any takers?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Word of the day: Messi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shakira: waka waka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for FIFA World Cup '10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-8294236534990948921?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8294236534990948921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8294236534990948921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8294236534990948921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/fever.html' title='FEVER.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TBO1P8ButwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/E0HAQlEL8sI/s72-c/Picture+0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-213224035952082304</id><published>2010-06-03T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T05:22:01.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;tumblr,&lt;/span&gt; or not to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;tumblr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that. is the question &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that I do actually have the time to ponder trivial things such as these, I realise how awkward it feels, to have nothing to&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/strong&gt; think about.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Well, that's for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 weeks. Hmmm. I can't seem to find what NOT to do with it. But, as always, something will come up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hopefully, it won't be one of those Hell-idays. I choose to pass on this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So mummy is trying to get me out of the house. So if we haven't seen each other in a while, text me, and we'll reconnect :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, cheers to many days of good books, green tea and awesome company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a splendid 2 weeks :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Word of the day: Camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zee avi: honey bee  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-213224035952082304?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/213224035952082304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-tumblr-or-not-to-tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/213224035952082304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/213224035952082304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-tumblr-or-not-to-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8526625771033991992</id><published>2010-05-28T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:02:54.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those weeeeeee!kends</title><content type='html'>Good morning :D&lt;br /&gt;So, I had a pretty &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;deli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Friday compared to most others.&lt;br /&gt;I lovelovelove 3-day weekends! So full of energy and a show of complete disinterest towards books of any kind. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a fabulous &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wesak &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and a supersuper one, to all those celebrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how we revel in being Malaysian :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TAAB_SBh5MI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u-dwPtLx5zQ/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476379333564163266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TAAB_SBh5MI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u-dwPtLx5zQ/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, I love our country.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Word of the day: Break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jamie cullum: don't stop the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-8526625771033991992?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8526625771033991992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-of-those-weeeeeeeeeeekends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8526625771033991992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8526625771033991992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-of-those-weeeeeeeeeeekends.html' title='One of those weeeeeee!kends'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/TAAB_SBh5MI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u-dwPtLx5zQ/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1640606607975465789</id><published>2010-05-21T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:58:22.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;delayed gratification is failing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you've got me wishing it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1640606607975465789?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1640606607975465789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/delayed-gratification-is-failing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1640606607975465789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1640606607975465789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/delayed-gratification-is-failing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-5791928431775117137</id><published>2010-05-21T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:22:00.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solemnity and what follows.</title><content type='html'>Let's just say, ThankGodIt'sFriday.&lt;br /&gt;Yep. An abrupt end to this whirlwind of a week. No complaints on my part, but to think of how it started out so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just glad you've found your peace, and I'll find my sleep, once I let that sink in. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, struggling to leave the pass few days, in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suck it up, spit it out and get a move on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting myself, enough not to screw the next two weeks up more than it has already been screwed. Can't ACTUALLY tell if I want to get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;Thats me, just can't get a &lt;strong&gt;move on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some of us have to try more than others, and some just don't have to try at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thats okay. I'm doing this for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;memyselfandI.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's taking a bad turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Put your signal on, damnit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Avoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;john mayer: slow dancing in a burning room&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-5791928431775117137?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/5791928431775117137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/solemnity-and-what-follows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5791928431775117137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/5791928431775117137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/solemnity-and-what-follows.html' title='Solemnity and what follows.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3158384000735439269</id><published>2010-05-15T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T19:12:50.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9Tcn9Oq_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/7eQuhNjibFc/s1600/whatchamacallits+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471683823505681394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9Tcn9Oq_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/7eQuhNjibFc/s320/whatchamacallits+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9Tbx5cDFI/AAAAAAAAAb4/El76VC4UnjI/s1600/whatchamacallits+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471683808994266194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9Tbx5cDFI/AAAAAAAAAb4/El76VC4UnjI/s320/whatchamacallits+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471683804517215122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9TbhOBq5I/AAAAAAAAAbw/1rdoLJZxfho/s320/whatchamacallits+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9Ta8DLC4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/_vXf9stYXzw/s1600/whatchamacallits+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471683794539580290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9Ta8DLC4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/_vXf9stYXzw/s320/whatchamacallits+077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9TaSea0QI/AAAAAAAAAbg/7MFFhoUIkE8/s1600/whatchamacallits+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471683783379570946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9TaSea0QI/AAAAAAAAAbg/7MFFhoUIkE8/s320/whatchamacallits+076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471681291636835314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9RJQAqA_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/DHLRYhozgyI/s320/whatchamacallits+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471681274784950306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9RIRO2qCI/AAAAAAAAAbI/KDHhQ1UbuJY/s320/whatchamacallits+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471681268179557074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9RH4oAWtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YtvO3yVaDcc/s320/whatchamacallits+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471681253143695298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9RHAnLT8I/AAAAAAAAAa4/0lfnbaftmpI/s320/whatchamacallits+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471681283589056194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9RIyB6psI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/a_4sSwLailw/s320/whatchamacallits+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll miss this, I just know it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-3158384000735439269?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3158384000735439269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/lovess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3158384000735439269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3158384000735439269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/lovess.html' title='Lovess.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S-9Tcn9Oq_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/7eQuhNjibFc/s72-c/whatchamacallits+087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2698349221603059268</id><published>2010-05-15T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:51:27.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiend and foe.</title><content type='html'>Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;An effort to ignite some satisfaction that comes by watching the words slowly take life on this empty screen of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from the books. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Running away, more like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I've been contemplating a Tumblr account.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The HD photos and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pretty little quotes, I find hard to resist : D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, will be putting that on hold for quite a while, making friends, with my mid-term papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Friends. What a subjective term.&lt;br /&gt;My advice would be not to use it, if you don't know what it means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm. The cynical me, finds great pleasure in linking pretty words to the ugly ones. How my fingers move furiously across the keyboard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ACCELERATING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the past week, I've learnt how some people change and never change, all at once. Frustrating really, when you think, how you think you know someone. And then realise, you've been thinking wrong all along. Now, hasn't that got you thinking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For your sake, I hope it does.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cause it's you, thats screwed it over. Thank you, and goodnight. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in my ears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;john mayer: free-falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-2698349221603059268?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2698349221603059268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/fiend-and-foe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2698349221603059268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2698349221603059268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/fiend-and-foe.html' title='Fiend and foe.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8985860419966945206</id><published>2010-05-07T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:04:42.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spectacles and that spectacle.</title><content type='html'>And it feels good to be here again.&lt;br /&gt;It DOESN'T feel good to be sick, though. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, things are never the way you want them to be. I've decided though, to stop analyzing situations because it gives me a headache, and minor heartburn. After yesterday's oneandahalf long conversation over the phone, I've also begun to see how people change, and sometimes, how they don't. Vicky mentioned the &lt;em&gt;cool observations &lt;/em&gt;I make here :D Its funny, how I only make them in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite odd, how people never really see whats right in front of them. Its even more odd, how they choose to blind themselves to things, others are dying to tell them, but can't.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Stop analyzing, Kamini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zee avi, pretty lights and hopefully some flowers &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Word of the day: Superpowers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kings of leon: use somebody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-8985860419966945206?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8985860419966945206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/spectacles-and-that-spectacle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8985860419966945206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8985860419966945206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/05/spectacles-and-that-spectacle.html' title='Spectacles and that spectacle.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1497140926603766882</id><published>2010-04-30T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:13:37.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>distractions.</title><content type='html'>It's 11.01PM. And I should be doing anything but this.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 months gone. Almost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm realising too late. That I haven't much to say.&lt;br /&gt;There is though, that persistent thought in your heads. That the term papers :O are soon to be taking centre stage.&lt;br /&gt;Before we do, at least :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.09pm.&lt;br /&gt;And this marks the end of a sort-of AYH-mazing April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Rumour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;paramore: only exception&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1497140926603766882?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1497140926603766882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/distractions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1497140926603766882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1497140926603766882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/distractions.html' title='distractions.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7290681511989110999</id><published>2010-04-20T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:48:26.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black holes and electric shovels.</title><content type='html'>Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Where we find ourselves stuck in a thick, dark void of confusion and insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;Someone always brings along their torchlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks. Im glad you know how I feel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, also, for always telling me what I need to hear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed. A lot :)&lt;br /&gt;Just like back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Hottie XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seven collar t-shirt: faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its nice to see you back on your feet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aaaand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lollys :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7290681511989110999?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7290681511989110999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/black-holes-and-electric-shovels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7290681511989110999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7290681511989110999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/black-holes-and-electric-shovels.html' title='Black holes and electric shovels.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3829531256933820926</id><published>2010-04-17T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T07:02:29.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamak Mee-Ah!</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno about you. But I had a fantastic Friday night :D So fulfilling, to be able to reconnect with all my ELDS buddies. Even Thursday's meeting was pretty funfunfun :D&lt;br /&gt;Emily's paranoia, and H's obsession with none but herself, very amusing indeed. I &lt;3 bus rides and Facebook after-effects.&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Its true. We miss forensics and everything that came with it. But I'm sure Lit Nite '10 will greet us with new surprises :)&lt;br /&gt;And now, all I have to do is wait for Friday's pictures to hoard me FB profile. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh. That reminds me. Lit nite. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I can't wait :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im praying for your closure. cause it's too sad, seeing you this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Alamak! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;travis mc coy feat. bruno mars: billionaire&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-3829531256933820926?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3829531256933820926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/mamak-mee-ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3829531256933820926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3829531256933820926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/mamak-mee-ah.html' title='Mamak Mee-Ah!'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3902250160153079033</id><published>2010-04-09T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:25:46.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-3902250160153079033?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3902250160153079033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3902250160153079033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3902250160153079033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7435923738083390715</id><published>2010-04-07T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T03:37:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow.</title><content type='html'>Oh, how the hot hot sun has got us all in a kind of &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; mood.&lt;br /&gt;To all the Hermine&lt;em&gt; tarik&lt;/em&gt; people, we put up a pretty good fight no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hermine cemerlang, anda bengang?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll still cheer, and hopefully, always continue to be the winners we really are :)&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, contrary to popular belief, everyone else is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;scared XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ANYWAYS, we'll let them have it this time, if we absolutely must. It's only right that everyone knows what it feels like to be the champion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes, we'll be the bigger team. All in the name of good sportsmanship and comraderie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Plus, we know how we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eitherway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;XOXO to you, friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeahyeah. whateverr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To the rest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have a greaaaaaaaaaaaat 7th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Pull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deja voodoo spells:  wanting you&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-7435923738083390715?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7435923738083390715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/yellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7435923738083390715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7435923738083390715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/yellow.html' title='Yellow.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-9025427531502001264</id><published>2010-04-06T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T02:56:38.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tug-O-War</title><content type='html'>In my opinion, the sun has sucked up the scarce remains of what you would refer to, as, your brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Aww. you poor, poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What a dissapointment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yep. You heard right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 days to sports day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Neurone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;boys like girls: thunder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-9025427531502001264?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/9025427531502001264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/tug-o-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/9025427531502001264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/9025427531502001264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/04/tug-o-war.html' title='Tug-O-War'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4984667807059379512</id><published>2010-03-29T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T03:05:10.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemical reactions.</title><content type='html'>After ages of being all alone, my baby misses me. I'm sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;So, hello blog : D&lt;br /&gt;This month has been. Viscous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quite the contrary to Vicky's musings : ( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something I took home with me since the last week;&lt;br /&gt;Losing things, is NOT fun.&lt;br /&gt;So don't.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've learnt over the course of this week, is that somethings don't want to be found, so don't waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep sighs and a thumping heart.&lt;/strong&gt; I've had enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;To a certain someone who reminded me that I'm my own competition, thank youu : ) I needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Encouragement and the letter A&lt;/strong&gt;, is what I yearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm. It's true what they say. Life's easy when you're a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Champion&lt;/strong&gt;, is what i'm accustomed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my sense of direction, and slipping into bleakness.&lt;br /&gt;I think. I've found myself in some kind of, HOLE.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days, when I had a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the quartet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Prev? Hope you had a super fabulous birthday : D Sorry I couldn't be there. Thanks for absolutely everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, shedding some light on whats good in life,&lt;br /&gt;I had fun on Saturday : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kylie minogue: wow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-4984667807059379512?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4984667807059379512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/chemical-reactions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4984667807059379512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4984667807059379512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/chemical-reactions.html' title='Chemical reactions.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1444305699793663176</id><published>2010-03-15T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:14:25.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;daily discoveries;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precious&lt;/strong&gt; is a must watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SYTYCD is the new AI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Brownies make me happy *hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sappy love stories make me barf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aisyah's new blogskin is real pretty. Kinda makes mine look. A little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;juvenile :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've got friends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1444305699793663176?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1444305699793663176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/da-ily-disc-over-ies-precious-is-must.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1444305699793663176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1444305699793663176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/da-ily-disc-over-ies-precious-is-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-3455240207085031041</id><published>2010-03-15T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:15:21.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Silly of me to think, that I could rid myself of the Monday blues at least this once. As the week starts off on a drab note, I find myself thinking about how this week is going to draaaaaaaaag on. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and on&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and on,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pardon my being ungrateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A little glimpse of what the holidays hold;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see me, spending every waking hour of the day, urging myself to be the &lt;strong&gt;constructive me&lt;/strong&gt;, the one that seizes to visit at every semester break. &lt;/em&gt;Ahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holidays, and how completely uninspirational they truly are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Writer's block couldn't have picked a worst time to plague my rattled mind and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A note to all who care and still remember me after 3 school-less days, I'm on HOME LOCK DOWN. Standing precariously on thin rope, dividing sanity and COMPLETE MENTAL LOCK DOWN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's it. I'm losing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Distractions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OST&lt;em&gt; Glee :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448892831544472338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S55bKSthcxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/vzw5XdWS4CI/s320/Picture+0111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes. Cynical me. Self-proclaimed Gleek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-3455240207085031041?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/3455240207085031041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/psycho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3455240207085031041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/3455240207085031041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/psycho.html' title='Psycho.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S55bKSthcxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/vzw5XdWS4CI/s72-c/Picture+0111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4994276947394345070</id><published>2010-03-06T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T07:50:44.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundae on a hot day.</title><content type='html'>Well today, started out anything but dry.  But then again, happy people make a happy day. It really is amazing, the amount of energy, us 17 year-olds have. The ability to forget and laugh at ourselves. And at the end of the day, a self-satisfactory bout of exhaustion im not sorry to have.&lt;br /&gt;We make rather fantastic business people, I do believe. Hopefully, meeting up to the expectations. As Monday draws near, we wait to hear if our psycho marketing tricks pay off :)&lt;br /&gt;Hailer=EPIC :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And for this reason, SC2 FTW! *sale, sale, sale, sale XD*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relatively short musings, as my Bio book is following me around the house. Now, pardon me as I venture towards my refrigerator, with the hope of some sort of communication through the deafening silence. I'm home alone, and I talk to my fridge. And you thought you knew me. PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Sparkling juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;phil oakley: together in electric dreams &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-4994276947394345070?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4994276947394345070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/sundae-on-hot-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4994276947394345070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4994276947394345070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/03/sundae-on-hot-day.html' title='Sundae on a hot day.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6110788932128015985</id><published>2010-02-25T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T01:59:42.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity, hypocrisy and the perils of being in 3-D</title><content type='html'>Excitedly, I was thinking about how I was going to start off my lengthy post on my awesome-enough CNY week. But the proceedings of the day has brought my flow of thought to an abrupt halt. Solidified. Thats right. &lt;strong&gt;Solidified.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; Not a very pleasureable start to pa's birthday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;greatly&lt;/em&gt; pleasureable mix of P&amp;amp;P today :D &lt;em&gt;I'm sure you all had fun too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running up and down like a mad donkey, was how I put it. But it's okay. All in the name of authority. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks Krypton, you really do brighten up my day. Goofball :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School with all it's woes intact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A little pretty something from last Sunday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Within Your wounds, hide me. Never let me be parted from You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forgive and forget, just like You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Till I'm in the right frame of mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Anti-social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hosanna:hillsong united &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.S. I've got nothing to be pissed about. And I found out about it, the moment you did. Today. Don't assume. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-6110788932128015985?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6110788932128015985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/gravity-hypocrisy-and-perils-of-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6110788932128015985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6110788932128015985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/gravity-hypocrisy-and-perils-of-being.html' title='Gravity, hypocrisy and the perils of being in 3-D'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1898026351677109987</id><published>2010-02-17T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:30:20.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good afternoon.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Finally feels like a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Well. I'm bored to death, so, if you've got nothing interesting to do with your life, a random phone call I would very much appreciate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which reminds me, I love you Darshina Ruba &lt;3&lt;/em&gt; As the&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;week drags on, I began to feel my social skills lag and my need to get out of the house and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;start to go into hyper-drive. Oh, poor poor me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eventful happenings of today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;* I slept at 3.30am and woke up at 12pm. Getting re-acquainted with an old friend I'd like to call Bio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I mentioned that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Pfft. Contradicting myself is just so FUN. Waking up at un-Godly hours gives me a sense of authority and an inch of rebelliousness even. Woot. 12pm FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. I want red packets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, pardon me, as I continue to wallow in my deep sadness and misfortune of not being born into the Chinese race. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Fishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the killers: mr brightside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1898026351677109987?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1898026351677109987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1898026351677109987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1898026351677109987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-afternoon.html' title='Good afternoon.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2012166983258023206</id><published>2010-02-16T00:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:27:40.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep.</title><content type='html'>And so, as I mentioned, I have the &lt;strong&gt;burning desire &lt;/strong&gt;to blog. But haven't an inkling of what about.&lt;br /&gt;The kind of ambiguous feeling I don't appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;So about a minute ago, Amelia asked me what the first word that came to mind was. Hence, the birth of today's post title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank youu&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and yet again, im stuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, goodbye =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Moron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;extreme: more than words&lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-2012166983258023206?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2012166983258023206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2012166983258023206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2012166983258023206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleep.html' title='Sleep.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4803180549361457417</id><published>2010-02-14T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T06:35:33.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2-in-1 XD</title><content type='html'>Aaand. I have absolutely nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Just proves how Valentines Day does nothing for my creative juices.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Romeo and Juliet were long since overrated. They killed themselves, stop freaking quoting them =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Day and have a SuperAwesome &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thought of the day: Will you be my Chinese New Year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;michael sembello: she's a maniac&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OST: flashdance &lt;/em&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/1261401004835384999-4803180549361457417?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4803180549361457417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-in-1-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4803180549361457417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4803180549361457417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-in-1-xd.html' title='2-in-1 XD'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-1961401913159461041</id><published>2010-02-11T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:37:43.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvation nigh?</title><content type='html'>I'm having a little trouble re-arranging my thoughts this afternoon. Thank God, it starts to rain.&lt;br /&gt;The week. Gahh. Post-forensics has been much harder to handle than I expected. I wouldn't mind waking up at 5am, a bundle of nerves, waiting to board the bus, on the road to somewhere relatively far from here. 2 dissapointments in 2 weeks is rather much to handle. The workload, my friends is &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; the least of my concerns.&lt;br /&gt;Being the butt of everyones downcast faces and misconceptions, slowly begin to take its toll. Again, it may not seem like a big deal, but it is. It really is. By the end of this week, this vulnerable state of mind has been poked and prodded till the last bit of confidence circling at the the bottom, is, at this point, seemingly unrecognisable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have seen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not brooding, i'm simply weighing out the possibilities. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, the could-have-beens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried, trying and still, trying.&lt;br /&gt;Assuming is the root of all evil, if you don't already know.&lt;br /&gt;Right place, wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we are in no position to judge the just from the unjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because if you don't see, it doesn't exist. Right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Phrellamoosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the script: breakeven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-1961401913159461041?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/1961401913159461041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/salvation-nigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1961401913159461041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/1961401913159461041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/salvation-nigh.html' title='Salvation nigh?'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-7029432477247055631</id><published>2010-02-06T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:43:25.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ohmygod, yaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.F.D&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-7029432477247055631?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/7029432477247055631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/ohmygod-yaar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7029432477247055631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/7029432477247055631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/ohmygod-yaar.html' title=''/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6287041234170960096</id><published>2010-02-06T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:00:14.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEA Forensics: Day 3</title><content type='html'>Yess.&lt;br /&gt;Finals.&lt;br /&gt;I can barely keep my eyes open, but Sulu says I need to keep at this, since I've been such a good girl for the pass 2 days. Well, in my opinion, things could have gone better, my medal could be shinier, but hey. Rafidah yeah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;woot.&lt;/span&gt; yesss. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rafidah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm happy. Oh, so happy for us. Interesting finals round. Sitting next to Vicky during the O.O. rounds proved to be an intelligent move as the efforts to stifle outbursts of horror and intense disagreement weren't solo and seemed less awkward. Yes, I feel mean, but really. You would have done the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forgive me, if i'm within a 2 meter radius of you and can't seem to silence my dissatisfaction. Kamini's trying. But you knoww. Its a little. Annoying. Tugging me at the back of my eyes. Willing me to give in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I won't. Sucks for dissatisfaction :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So. A note in fine print for everyone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can kiss our &lt;strong&gt;ass&lt;/strong&gt;unta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Word of the day: Bronze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;soulja boy: crank dat XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-6287041234170960096?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6287041234170960096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sea-forensics-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6287041234170960096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6287041234170960096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sea-forensics-day-3.html' title='SEA Forensics: Day 3'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-546778746273392379</id><published>2010-02-05T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T05:24:54.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEA Forensics: Day 2</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;You would have heard :)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a newwwww day.&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up as soon as I can move my legs again. Not much to say really. Besides the fact, that I'm SO proud of everyone this year :) All the newbies and the oldies. Like a proud mummy &lt;em&gt;i quote keerthana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks EVERYONE who called. I lovelovelove you guys. We're going to bring it home for you guys, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run with all your might tomorrow. We start at 8am, prayers would help very much, thankyouuu &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the satisfaction of having the upper hand and just being simply, better, just makes you want to scream and shout. All in good time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be dozing off soon enough. Allowing myself some R&amp;amp;R in order to put ourselves on the map once again :)&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Hotness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;michael jackson: off the wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-546778746273392379?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/546778746273392379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sea-forensics-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/546778746273392379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/546778746273392379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sea-forensics-day-2.html' title='SEA Forensics: Day 2'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-2579895656882916043</id><published>2010-02-04T04:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T04:39:07.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEA Forensics: Day 1</title><content type='html'>Well. One of the most competetive times of the year starts to leave it's mark on the ELDS of Assunta. I must admit, despite the fighter's spirit Assuntarians are know to acquire, it definitely is fun to see all the familiar faces again. It's fantastic how everyone remembers everyone. Slowly expanding networks and soon, friend-ing each other on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No adjudication forms to ponder over tonight. Which leaves a sense of un-rest and incompletion to the post-Day1 self-evaluation at the end of the day. Im tired. Everyones tired. Was hungry :) Now very full. The gyms packed with happy voices and bugging nerves. Yes, yes. Its that time of the year, again. Again :) 2010 provides a certain sense of belonging and allows a tinsy bit of been-there, laid back gait.&lt;br /&gt;Confidence, i've learnt, is always KEY.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, may the orange forms read small numbers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Hidung domi. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad songs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-2579895656882916043?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/2579895656882916043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sea-forensics-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2579895656882916043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/2579895656882916043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/sea-forensics-day-1.html' title='SEA Forensics: Day 1'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-6900602779359544711</id><published>2010-02-02T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:33:59.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emerging.</title><content type='html'>2/2/10.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast. last rehearsal before the BIG day.&lt;br /&gt;Considering the amount of pressure building up these past few days, today was a breeze. And a truckload of fun. &lt;em&gt;o.i people are such retards XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaps of spirit now :) Rafidah. I can just feel it in my bones. The truth is, we've got so much to lose. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But, even more to win &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Something worth fighting for. And we Assuntarians, don't settle for anything less we rightfully deserve, I assure you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No more comparing. We're starting on a clean slate.&lt;/span&gt; Blank pages we want to fill with our very own &lt;em&gt;Herstories &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;once again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heyy. so what school are you guys from?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Assunta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Ma-KEOVER :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;queen: bohemian rhapsody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. A HUGE bear hug to everyone who's been asking if everythings alright. Scripts coming along well. Thank you. Love you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-6900602779359544711?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/6900602779359544711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/emerging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6900602779359544711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/6900602779359544711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/02/emerging.html' title='emerging.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-620999415762269174</id><published>2010-01-29T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:53:23.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V's birthdaaay :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PUM4CCtuI/AAAAAAAAAao/R6ISMaEN7BY/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418893203420898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PUM4CCtuI/AAAAAAAAAao/R6ISMaEN7BY/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PUMXd38hI/AAAAAAAAAag/wpCTKN0i4pY/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418884461785618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PUMXd38hI/AAAAAAAAAag/wpCTKN0i4pY/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PUL_q-nNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/tEfKuynIp-A/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418878074297554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PUL_q-nNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/tEfKuynIp-A/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PULkYjCwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/bTJlO9Y-ENY/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418870749235970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PULkYjCwI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/bTJlO9Y-ENY/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PULYMR5CI/AAAAAAAAAaI/udwcAW-tpwI/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418867476554786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PULYMR5CI/AAAAAAAAAaI/udwcAW-tpwI/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PTov6QRwI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Li3xL_H6hr0/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418272547981058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PTov6QRwI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Li3xL_H6hr0/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PToUxVMfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/h8re0ttrRI8/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418265262797298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PToUxVMfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/h8re0ttrRI8/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418260050051458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PToBWhAYI/AAAAAAAAAZw/w1odKbgZHMo/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432418254793343682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PTntxOAsI/AAAAAAAAAZo/RihjsWFIJxA/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-620999415762269174?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/620999415762269174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/vs-birthdaaay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/620999415762269174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/620999415762269174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/vs-birthdaaay.html' title='V&apos;s birthdaaay :)'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PUM4CCtuI/AAAAAAAAAao/R6ISMaEN7BY/s72-c/nose+high+and+other+things+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-4591304139877043979</id><published>2010-01-29T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:35:44.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rising sun :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POIhyIbHI/AAAAAAAAAZY/nzaShln-V-U/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POIVyTvNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/n1UmkJeM6rs/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432412218221378770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POIVyTvNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/n1UmkJeM6rs/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POH7DMCDI/AAAAAAAAAZI/iESHXORdOrM/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432412211044419634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POH7DMCDI/AAAAAAAAAZI/iESHXORdOrM/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POHhwtx4I/AAAAAAAAAZA/v6cRdSZqaLE/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432412204256053122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POHhwtx4I/AAAAAAAAAZA/v6cRdSZqaLE/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POHArJkPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/s8xw3uinUPg/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432412195374338290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POHArJkPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/s8xw3uinUPg/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PMWEhj_8I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Y7nLkaVKXnA/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410255082651586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PMWEhj_8I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Y7nLkaVKXnA/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PMV6IZKHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0Ljc6IFqMWg/s1600-h/nose+high+and+other+things+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410252292728946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PMV6IZKHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/0Ljc6IFqMWg/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410242035272658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PMVT60y9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/xTmR8P9apAc/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410232564521714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PMUwo0mvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DcfOlEJUof0/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432410227055675410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2PMUcHaSBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hPFG_HpRcns/s320/nose+high+and+other+things+074.JPG" /&gt;an &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iota&lt;/span&gt; of whats on Facebook. Under &lt;em&gt;japo fest :)&lt;/em&gt; if you would like to know. happy browsing :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. ATPL, please upload photos. Please and thank youu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;xx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-4591304139877043979?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/4591304139877043979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/rising-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4591304139877043979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/4591304139877043979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/rising-sun.html' title='rising sun :)'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S2POIVyTvNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/n1UmkJeM6rs/s72-c/nose+high+and+other+things+127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-442440626952628711</id><published>2010-01-29T07:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:04:06.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>misconception malfunction.</title><content type='html'>And so the week closes in. It's been a busy week, most definitely. I've had fun, actually, and i'm sure you've had some too :) As always, time ceases to halt and that would mean a new week dawns. GAHH.&lt;br /&gt;Undergoing mental construction due to persistent casualties. Eg. Pre-forensics Depression. Wonder if the post will ever kick in.&lt;br /&gt;The fourth and final week of January.&lt;br /&gt;Not very pleasant weekends on my part, throughout the month. But the assurance of the existence of a WEEKEND itself, is something i really shouldn't complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ability to please is taking a steep and rather bizzare plunge. What more to do, im not really sure. I don't think its fair how the grass on the other side is greener. Come to think of it, the grass on my side barely resembles green at the slightest. I've come to realise that it would be much easier to not be me. Something I read today: Realisation realised too late. Much easier, but probably even much less interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japo photos will be up as soon as I transfer everything to the lappy. A little self-control when spamming my fb wall, please and thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Samurai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rahat fateh ali: ore piya &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-442440626952628711?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/442440626952628711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/misconception-malfunction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/442440626952628711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/442440626952628711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/misconception-malfunction.html' title='misconception malfunction.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261401004835384999.post-8102781501884568700</id><published>2010-01-15T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T04:48:22.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet dreams.</title><content type='html'>And so the weekend is finally here :)&lt;br /&gt;After a gruelling week, I think i'll lay my head on my pillow tonight, without the worry-creases that seem to get deeper as I grow older.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God im ONLY 16.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I'm not thanking God its Friday this time, I hope Mr. Saturday will be nicer to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S1BhZAXCPXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BBCxz0E7jYA/s1600-h/spirit+week.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426944633202687346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S1BhZAXCPXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BBCxz0E7jYA/s400/spirit+week.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;SPIRIT WEEK '10&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Little reminder to all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nerd day&lt;/strong&gt; on Monday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Give me some S-P-I-R-I-T&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thought of the day: The Breakup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my ears,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt; incubus: talk shows on mute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1261401004835384999-8102781501884568700?l=alternativemunitions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/feeds/8102781501884568700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/sweet-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8102781501884568700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1261401004835384999/posts/default/8102781501884568700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alternativemunitions.blogspot.com/2010/01/sweet-dreams.html' title='sweet dreams.'/><author><name>Kamini :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13262258704071752758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8oP4bBr4ZI/TWDU0jIzrDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/dMkyEXwtaMU/s220/stuff%2B094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cy-Zm7egcrA/S1BhZAXCPXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BBCxz0E7jYA/s72-c/spirit+week.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
