<?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-4638743675425068004</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:44:06.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirkiness at its best.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-8991941360287392980</id><published>2009-10-31T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:59:25.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've moved.... again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;http://elevatorcircles.wordpress.com&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-8991941360287392980?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/8991941360287392980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-moved-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8991941360287392980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8991941360287392980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-moved-again.html' title='I&apos;ve moved.... again.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-1427810499634956588</id><published>2009-10-07T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:37:34.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHORT ANNOUNCEMENT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE NEXT ENTRY / COMIC WILL BE PUT UP ON/AFTER THE 30TH OF NOVEMBER. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-1427810499634956588?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-6754779690349709071</id><published>2009-09-28T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T02:31:33.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy!</title><content type='html'>I owe my friends a new comic but I've gotten so lazy to draw with a mouse! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-6754779690349709071?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/6754779690349709071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/6754779690349709071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/6754779690349709071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/lazy.html' title='Lazy!'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-5424085080849374678</id><published>2009-09-18T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:23:43.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm started to get really annoyed.</title><content type='html'>Alright, here's the thing: I've been having this "thing" in which I sleep, and when I try to wake up, I can't. I'm pretty sure I'm awake, but I can't move a muscle. It has happened two nights in a row now - last night and tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing what I experienced was something called "sleep paralysis". I googled it, and due to my laziness to browse through the hundreds of thousands of results, I just clicked on the most convenient link: the ever-so-awesome-yet-rather-unreliable-Wikipedia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleep paralysis occurs when the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; brain awakes from a REM (Rapid Eye Movement) state, but the body paralysis persists. This leaves the person &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fully conscious, but unable to move&lt;/span&gt;. The paralysis can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last from several seconds to several minutes&lt;/span&gt; after which the individual may experience panic symptoms and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;realization that the distorted perceptions were false&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'd just like to bring your attention to the part about realizing blah blah. This is actually pertty true. I'd give you an example from today's incident. So as I said, I couldn't wake up. I was having this dream in a dream thing. So the dream in a dream (let's call it dream2 for convenience), was something about me running around in a shopping mall at lightning speed cause I was chasing this idk-what. It was a pretty awesome dream but then for no reason, I just decided to wake up. Which... brings me to dream1 where I find myself in a state of sleep paralysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at this point, I was like thinking "Aw shucks, not again!" cause I've had sleep paralysis twice before. I wasn't as scared as I was the first time, so I just remained calm, composed myself and tried to move. It was extremely difficult so it ended up with my hands simply shaking violently and my head vibrating as though I was being possessed. Finally, I managed to open my eyes, and hurray, I saw my room. The light was on (which was true cause I just wanted to take a nap) and I heard the TV outside. So I went outside to the living room to find my mom lying on the sofa, saying that her stomach hurts. So I sat there for a while, trying to make her feel better when suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back into my sleeping state. Now this is no longer a dream cause now I'm really awake, just that I really can't move. At this point I was getting really annoyed and I just wanted to wake up so I gave it all I had. The entire time in this state, my ears were hurting like hell cause there was this really really loud white noise or some static high pitched sound. When I finally managed to open my eyes, I saw the same scene as in dream1. Lights on, familiar yellow walls of my room and my computer was still on. But thankfully, this time I was truly awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened about 25mins ago. I just woke up from a 20min nap and this shit had to happen. Unlucky much? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another paragraph I decided to copy-paste from Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"... the paralysis state may be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;accompanied by terrifying hallucinations&lt;/span&gt; and an acute sense of danger. Sleep paralysis is particularly frightening to the individual because of the vividness of such hallucinations. The hallucinatory element to sleep paralysis makes it even more likely that someone will interpret the experience as a dream, since completely fanciful, or dream-like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;objects may appear in the ro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;om alongside one's normal vision&lt;/span&gt;. Some scientists have proposed this condition as an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;explanation for alien abductions and ghostly encounters.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, I might have been either violated by little green lifeforms, or a really fat demon was sitting on me. But I just decided to dismiss this incident as a case of "your body obviously doesn't want to wake up cause you've been sleeping so little due to the god damn Prelims". Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to leave you with something rather interesting. The first time I had sleep paralysis was almost exactly a year ago, and I'm finding it slightly harder to breathe at the moment. This makes the idea of something paranormal more likely? Maybe the aliens come visit me once every year! But then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"... Some reports read that various factors increase the likelihood of both paralysis and hallucinations. These include: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleeping in a face upwards or supine position&lt;/span&gt; (1); &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;irregular sleeping schedules; naps, sleeping in; sleep deprivation&lt;/span&gt;; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;increased stress&lt;/span&gt;. (2)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1): In all the cases in which I experienced sleep paralysis, I was sleeping in that position.&lt;br /&gt;(2): I usually had major exams (promotional exams last year, and prelims  this year) during the period where I get sleep paralysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your stand? Are you gonna go with the scientific and logical explanation just like me? Let me know. We'll see if I have any trouble waking up a year from now. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-5424085080849374678?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/5424085080849374678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-started-to-get-really-annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/5424085080849374678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/5424085080849374678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-started-to-get-really-annoyed.html' title='I&apos;m started to get really annoyed.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-593816299266749742</id><published>2009-09-11T01:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:21:42.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer, activate!</title><content type='html'>So... today I messed up my Physics papers and I'm pretty upset about it so I went to YouTube to look for some funny videos and boy, did I find some funny videos. You guys are gonna lose your minds over these videos hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, prepare to witness the wrath of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gale Beggy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Some background info about this character: She's just.... clueless about every piece of technology on Earth. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aA4ecyjsRM8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aA4ecyjsRM8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FSr5HVYFoB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FSr5HVYFoB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it brightened up your day! It kinda worked for me, but now I have other tests to study for. Math.... I dread it. (._.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-593816299266749742?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/593816299266749742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/computer-activate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/593816299266749742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/593816299266749742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/computer-activate.html' title='Computer, activate!'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-3880504141831206847</id><published>2009-09-08T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:21:47.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing personal, you're just faceless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/comic5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/comic5.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and something else to make you laugh (if you didn't already laugh at the comic, which will make me a very very sad person):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc30mHbU7nw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc30mHbU7nw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend shared it with me. I don't know the dude, but he does a very very good Filipino accent! I'm sure he meant no harm in doing the video so I hope no one gets offended! It's all in good fun. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-3880504141831206847?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/3880504141831206847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-personal-youre-just-faceless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3880504141831206847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3880504141831206847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-personal-youre-just-faceless.html' title='Nothing personal, you&apos;re just faceless.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-1407819238586902261</id><published>2009-09-07T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:35:50.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 3:34 am.</title><content type='html'>And I'm watching hilarious videos by Collegehumor on YouTube. Hahaha. Here's one for you guys to enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gb-V_PrV-EA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gb-V_PrV-EA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny-ass shit! Hahaha. Well if you have time and you wanna watch the rest of their videos (they have hundreds, seriously), just go to YouTube and search for CollegeHumor. Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-1407819238586902261?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/1407819238586902261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-334-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/1407819238586902261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/1407819238586902261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-334-am.html' title='It&apos;s 3:34 am.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-8689264478506415846</id><published>2009-09-03T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:56:44.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're feeling tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take a power nap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some of you, it might seem that taking power naps are almost useless. How can a short 20-minute nap benefit you, right? I mean, with that little sleep, you'll definitely feel tired even after you wake up. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies by NASA (Yes, the big organisation that shoots people in metal buckets into space) have shown that a short nap of about 26 minutes can increase productivity by about 34%! It's true! Well at least I think it is, I've been doing a little bit of reading about power-naps. Well, even if I got the 34% part wrong, the main point is that taking short naps will really help you! It increases memory and makes you more alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be careful, sleeping for &gt; 30minutes will put you in a shitty situation called sleep inertia, where you'll feel all groggy and tired. You'll probably regret taking a nap when you wake up and you'll think to yourself, "Screw that bloody Shahrin. He fuckin' lied to me! I don't feel any better zzz." To cut the story short, you have several stages of sleep and if you cross the line (generally 30mins), you just screwed yourself cause the only way you can feel refreshed is if you continue sleeping for the next 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another useful tip is to take caffeine right before your power nap. This is because caffeine takes about 15minutes to travel through your body so when you wake up from the nap you'll be even more refreshed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from now on, whenever you feel tired at work/school/home (while studying), take a short nap of about 20 minutes. Turn the music down, dim the lights and set the alarm for 20 - 25 minutes. If you're the sort that simply says "Argh, fuck the phone" and just presses the snooze button and then go back to sleep, you should put the alarm a distance away so you'll have to get up and walk those miserable 5 metres to shut the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I hope you guys can study more efficiently now! But if it doesn't work for you, I'm sorry! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-8689264478506415846?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/8689264478506415846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-youre-feeling-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8689264478506415846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8689264478506415846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-youre-feeling-tired.html' title='If you&apos;re feeling tired...'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-9013732122679864489</id><published>2009-09-01T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:37:23.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The uphill task.</title><content type='html'>Well, a short update before I hit the bed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM TOTALLY GROOVIN' TO MY BLOG SONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the intro is pretty powerful - the way the bass drums just come in like BANG BOOM CRASH! The vocals are pretty good too. The meaning behind the song is interesting. For those of you who are familiar with the rapper T.I, he got convicted of possession of a firearm and got sentenced to 1 year in prison. He recorded the song right before he went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't forget to remember me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think once he gets out of jail, he's gonna record a kick-ass album that will fuck everyone's minds like a dirty sock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on another note, I wanna wish all my TPJC friends ALL THE BEST for the upcoming Prelims! This is our 2nd last major examination before we rape (or get raped) by the A levels. Press on, the journey's almost over. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-9013732122679864489?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/9013732122679864489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/uphill-task.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/9013732122679864489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/9013732122679864489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/09/uphill-task.html' title='The uphill task.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-500289328070335137</id><published>2009-08-30T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:24:23.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night studying causes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/comic4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/comic4.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-500289328070335137?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/500289328070335137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/late-night-studying-causes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/500289328070335137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/500289328070335137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/late-night-studying-causes.html' title='Late night studying causes....'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-3087444030498974991</id><published>2009-08-29T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:54:09.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken Lee.</title><content type='html'>No, this entry is not about a Chinese dude named Ken. Just watch the video and laugh your head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously, laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BNQLmHKlmiE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BNQLmHKlmiE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you laugh? Hahaha. My favourite part was when she oh-so-confidently says that she sang in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KEN LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, TULIBU DIBU DOUCHOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-3087444030498974991?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/3087444030498974991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/ken-lee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3087444030498974991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3087444030498974991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/ken-lee.html' title='Ken Lee.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-4374649161018284668</id><published>2009-08-28T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:44:04.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After almost 2 hours at the computer...</title><content type='html'>I have finally come up with the 3rd comic hahaha. Some of you might wonder where the 2nd one is, since "Ugly stick-bitches" was the 1st. Well, sadly the 2nd comic was hand-drawn at the back of my foolscap pad so if you wanna read it, you're gonna have to find me personally. Hahaha. It's pretty funny to me (the 2nd comic) and some others, but most found it... not-so-funny. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the 3rd comic. Enjoy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/comic3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/comic3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a lot longer to do this one cause I tried adding in some details like the background and stuff. It's really tough drawing with a mouse, so I'm guessing that my next few drawings will be just as ugly as the first few. Hopefully the drawings will turn out better after I get the tablet to draw on. Then Steve and T.J will get a nice makeover and won't look like trannies in dresses anymore. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-4374649161018284668?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/4374649161018284668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-almost-2-hours-at-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/4374649161018284668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/4374649161018284668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-almost-2-hours-at-computer.html' title='After almost 2 hours at the computer...'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-8994142535274563281</id><published>2009-08-26T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:34:25.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go support JumbaFund!</title><content type='html'>In case some of you didn't check my facebook status update recently, I put up a link to this youtube channel where this guy is making videos for charity. How it works is that he's this famous youtube dude - KevJumba - and he gets paid for the number of views he gets. So he created a whole new account - JumbaFund - where he creates totally random video updates and each view adds a little extra money to the fund. Each month, his viewers can nominate charities of their choice and near the end of the month, people will get to vote and he will donate the earnings to the selected charity. Awesome right? You don't even have to fork out a cent to help the needy. Check out the very very first video of the JumbaFund account for more details. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, here's a little taste of what you can expect from KevJumba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-66hOIXgHDo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-66hOIXgHDo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I think one of his girl friends (the one in blue) is kinda hot. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in another video, a viewer shared a joke with Kevin, and it goes a little like this (for you suckers who are too lazy to really check out the videos):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so everyone knows Pokemon right? They've got all sorts of weird names and shapes and powers and whatnot. Some of the names of the Pokemon's are related to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;type&lt;/span&gt; of Pokemon it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, Ekans is actually SNAKE spelt backwards cause well... it's a snake (duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pokemonfans.de/Images/ekans.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 300px;" src="http://pokemonfans.de/Images/ekans.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ekans : snakE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another good example is Arbok, the menacing-looking-i'm-gonna-bite-your-face-off-deadly-cobra. Again, Arbok is simply KOBRA (Cobra) spelt backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://guidesmedia.ign.com/guides/9846/images/arbok.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 300px;" src="http://guidesmedia.ign.com/guides/9846/images/arbok.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arbok : kobrA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the viewer poses this question: Since Ekans is snake spelt backwards, and Arbok is kobra spelt backwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Muk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://guidesmedia.ign.com/guides/9846/images/muk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 300px;" src="http://guidesmedia.ign.com/guides/9846/images/muk.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muk: ___?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll leave you guys to ponder about the joke. Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Remember, when you have time, just go check out some of the JumbaFund videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-8994142535274563281?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/8994142535274563281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-support-jumbafund.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8994142535274563281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8994142535274563281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-support-jumbafund.html' title='Go support JumbaFund!'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-6710052601408002783</id><published>2009-08-20T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:19:33.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it's nice to relax.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-6710052601408002783?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/6710052601408002783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-its-nice-to-relax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/6710052601408002783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/6710052601408002783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-its-nice-to-relax.html' title='Sometimes it&apos;s nice to relax.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-510000475487723561</id><published>2009-08-16T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:43:59.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The spirit of adventure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sreliart.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/disney-pixar-up-movie-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 853px;" src="http://www.sreliart.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/disney-pixar-up-movie-poster-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fragmentssynapses.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://fragmentssynapses.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/up.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very sweet and pleasant movie. It's the type of movie when you won't get WOW-ed while watching it, but when the movie ends, and you think back - you'll realise that it was worth the money. Well at least that's my opinion on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, go watch it if you have the time. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-510000475487723561?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/510000475487723561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/spirit-of-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/510000475487723561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/510000475487723561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/spirit-of-adventure.html' title='The spirit of adventure.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-6362314536240772693</id><published>2009-08-13T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:26:49.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BITCHFACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't ask me who, I can't tell you (but I would love to, so that everyone will know).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-6362314536240772693?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/6362314536240772693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-term-for-slutty-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/6362314536240772693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/6362314536240772693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-term-for-slutty-bitch.html' title='Fake.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-1140638529203876825</id><published>2009-08-09T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:37:09.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing with a mouse.</title><content type='html'>I got bored tonight, so I decided to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=comic1a.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/comic1a.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried thinking of something funnier but... I guess I'm lacking some funny genes tonight. Maybe I'll do one again next time when I'm free/bored. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/ I know they look terrible, but it's the best I can do with a mouse. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-1140638529203876825?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/1140638529203876825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/drawing-with-mouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/1140638529203876825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/1140638529203876825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/drawing-with-mouse.html' title='Drawing with a mouse.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-8029139559797361922</id><published>2009-08-09T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T05:35:16.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 44th birthday, Singapore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs123.snc1/5289_108012881238_640436238_2330656_1007534_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs123.snc1/5289_108012881238_640436238_2330656_1007534_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs143.snc1/5289_108012896238_640436238_2330659_7279829_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs143.snc1/5289_108012896238_640436238_2330659_7279829_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-8029139559797361922?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/8029139559797361922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-44th-birthday-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8029139559797361922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8029139559797361922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-44th-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy 44th birthday, Singapore.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-3936952182428608374</id><published>2009-08-08T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T04:25:57.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o.o</title><content type='html'>I've had completely nothing to blog about the past week or so. ._. Die lah like thisssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-3936952182428608374?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/3936952182428608374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3936952182428608374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3936952182428608374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/08/oo.html' title='o.o'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-2287143750629353401</id><published>2009-07-30T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:28:28.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more months.</title><content type='html'>I'm getting really worn out by my study schedule. But I've only got myself to blame for starting so late. Most of my friends managed to revise a lot during the June break but I, being the typical smart-ass Shahrin, decided to blow it all off on games, movies, outings, and failed study sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets, regrets, regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  back to my point about being worn out; it's funny how I always fall asleep on the bus every morning on the way to school. Okay, maybe it's normal to fall asleep but the thing is I fall asleep almost immediately after my butt touches the seat. The next thing I know, I'm at the bus-stop where I usually alight. My body must be really really REALLY tired for it to be able to make me sleep like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I would prefer to have 8 hours (or more) of sleep every night, I just can't afford to sleep nowadays. To me, sleep is a luxury now. A luxury I don't quite deserve. Not yet. Not until I've caught up with my revisions. Not until I've gotten the AAB/B grade I'm aiming for Prelims. Until then, I'll just have to get used to getting about 4 hours of sleep a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely random note: I'm getting sick! Hahaha. Pretty excited about it actually, strange huh? Hahaha. It's just a minor cough now, so it's annoying at most. Let's see if it develops into something worse.... :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, just thought that my blog needed a short update. That's about it... my 3-hour twilight studying session begins in 10minutes. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/ Go to this website and watch the video. It's extremely funny, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/video/video.php?v=124092511944&amp;amp;ref=mf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-2287143750629353401?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/2287143750629353401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-more-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/2287143750629353401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/2287143750629353401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-more-months.html' title='A few more months.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-3049709395170002472</id><published>2009-07-23T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:57:20.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting really really tired now.</title><content type='html'>I've finally woken up. Well, not literally duh. What I meant was that I finally realized that we're so much closer to the A levels; and that there's really really not much time left for revisions and worksheets and uncountable prelim papers. It's a tad too late though, cause now I have to make sacrifices in order to make it all work. Sacrifices such as 4 (or less) hours of sleep on weekdays, no more playing games, no more going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the sacrifices that I'm able to make just doesn't seem to give me enough time to complete my revisions and preparations for the A levels, or the Prelims for that matter. I have about 50 or so days to the Prelims. I have 5 subjects to study for, each subject consisting of a lot of topics. Each topic has its own revision paper, which takes ages for me to complete. What's best is that I have to do all this, while the teachers throw last minute, intensive homework at us. It's extremely hard to balance things now, I don't know how much longer I can last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life sucks like that sometimes. But we gotta make the best of what life gives us, so I'll just use these last few weeks to mug intensively! I'll try - no, I'll DO my best to make things work out. I have to, I don't have a choice. It's either 3 months of having no life, or another year in TPJC or worse! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all other J2 people, I wish you guys all the best and I hope you guys are having really good progress with your revisions and preparations. Don't be discouraged by past year statistics yeah? We'll do our best and hopefully (fingers-crossed), our efforts will pay off. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mugging, people!&lt;br /&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/4638743675425068004-3049709395170002472?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/3049709395170002472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-really-really-tired-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3049709395170002472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3049709395170002472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-really-really-tired-now.html' title='Getting really really tired now.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-3220026317058306071</id><published>2009-07-21T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:12:14.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to my immune system.</title><content type='html'>With all the hoo-ha about H1N1 recently, the school is taking precautionary measures in order to curb the spread of the virus. Every morning, I walk up towards to same familiar faces at the school gate, and they will carry out the same ol' routine. They'll point that awesome-o gun-like, temperature-reading, funny-beeping thing to my forehead and then they'll let me pass. That pretty much means I don't have a fever. Guess I won't be able to get that 7-day MC then. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I'm pretty weird cause I'm actually asking to be sick. Most people do all sorts of shit to stay healthy - exercise, eat tons of fruits and vegetables, drink plenty of water, etc. But here I am, wondering why I just can't get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't recall the last time I was sick. Maybe it was some time last year, when I was coughing pretty badly. I remember walking normally after Softball practice once, and then I started coughing, and the next thing I know, I was on my knees - coughing so badly that I wished I was dead. The cough robbed me of my sleep cause I would  always wake up coughing. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now although I hated the feeling of being sick during that period of time, I'm starting to miss being sick. This is so strange, cause I'm actually sitting here, wishing that the horrible cough would come back. But noooooo, my immune system has to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so strong&lt;/span&gt; and fight off all the horrid viruses that I probably come in contact with on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried all sorts of shit to get sick this year (weird?). I tried running for an hour and then staying in an air-conditioned room while all sweaty. A friend of mine told me it would work, but it didn't. I've shared food and drinks with people who were sick, but it didn't work either. I made a friend of mine cough into his hand, shook his hand, and I rubbed my nose and eyes but still I didn't get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY CAN'T I GET SICK! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll just wait and see. Maybe I'll get sick soon! If not, I'd like to meet up with all my friends who are sick and we'll share a nice drink/meal k! If you get me sick, I'll love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really. But I'll be grateful! Heh. Alright, time for some physics now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-3220026317058306071?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/3220026317058306071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/kudos-to-my-immune-system.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3220026317058306071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3220026317058306071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/kudos-to-my-immune-system.html' title='Kudos to my immune system.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-7920610433959534782</id><published>2009-07-19T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:16:26.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know something's wrong with your brain...</title><content type='html'>...when you go into the kitchen, grab a plate, walk towards the fridge, open up the freezer and proceed with putting ice cubes on your plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; hungry? (o.o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-7920610433959534782?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/7920610433959534782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-somethings-wrong-with-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/7920610433959534782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/7920610433959534782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know-somethings-wrong-with-your.html' title='You know something&apos;s wrong with your brain...'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-8898489582684389413</id><published>2009-07-14T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T04:49:08.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught up in the moment, but not in the right way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNX6QeFBEYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNX6QeFBEYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little song that I wanted to share. Hahaha. I've had the song for a few months now. I used to be totally addicted to All Time Low but after a while I got addicted to a new band. You know how it is; one moment you can't stop listening to a certain song, after a while it gets old and you move on to other songs. But then you listen to it again a few months later, and the song is awesome again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human mind works in mysterious ways. Speaking of which, I need to find out how to utilize my brain more. So that I can retain more information when I study! My SA2 results are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; bad. I failed 2 of my H2 subjects - Math (43%) and Chemistry (44.6%).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta step up my efforts if I wanna do well for Prelims and more importantly, the ever-scary A levels! Wish me luck! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-8898489582684389413?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/8898489582684389413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-little-song-that-i-wanted-to-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8898489582684389413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/8898489582684389413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-little-song-that-i-wanted-to-share.html' title='Caught up in the moment, but not in the right way.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-160245334875175759</id><published>2009-07-08T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:49:49.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibit A: Stupid ape in video.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch this video before you read the content of this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Must watch k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVH9liyIx1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVH9liyIx1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now as you read the rest of this entry, you might want to refer to the video again for the "live" example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be the worst tribute video ever. For some of you who don't know, Steven Lim is prettty "well known" for his stupid-ass videos. This, right here, is one of them. It is everything but meaningful. In fact, it's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terrible:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;For one, and I'm guessing you all probably know it already, this dude can't speak English for shit. Yet he's trying to use all this fancy words like "devastated" [listen to the video at 0:34] and whatnot. It's no wonder some Americans are convinced that Singapore is one of the states in China. (._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ridiculous:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What the fuck is he saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I can't believe that a superstar, international superstar, could die from something!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa dude, I didn't know that superstars were fucking immortal. I guess they forgot to mention it in school during "Bullshit that idiots believe" lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you know you broken the.. all the hearts to those that adore you so much?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*raises his oh-so-awesome vest and hyperventilates momentarily*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How could we move on life without you? You are.. are our entertainment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*makes the most fucked up face while sobbing and his OCD kicks in - he can't stop playing with his hair now*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our inspiration.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*still playing with hair*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our magical moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; *yes, still playing with hair*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*changes expression to a half-smile-half-sad face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...the moments will be gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, this guy blames Michael for passing away, when he didn't really have a choice. (._.) Though he claims that Michael was his inspiration, I find it extremely hard to believe cause the song he sang was just.... well let's just say it's not the kind that could be inspired by Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this point onwards, I couldn't focus on what he was saying. The facial expressions were just too distracting. It was like... something was being shoved up his no-no-hole while he was talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Here.... I shed.... genuine tio... tears... from my eyes.. that.. Michael... I love you *blows kiss* Love you so much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dude &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; loves Michael huh... gotta respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plain stupid:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Singing with a keyboard, in yellow underwear. Now if that isn't a cry for help, I don't know what is. What he did was beyond disturbing. I can't find a word to describe how weird/wrong/strange it is for a grown Asian man to record himself singing a song while wearing bright yellow underwear - which I assume could be swimming trunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Too fucking disturbing:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Let's break down the lyrics to his original tribute song which he sang ever so passionately, shall we? This is just the lyrics of the song, I decided to be nice and not comment on the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Genie in a lamp, genie in a bottle, genie in the swimming pool bring him back!": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when the dude tries to do some sort of satanic ritual to summon the magical powers of genies to bring Michael back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Coffee in my teacup, dark stain IN my pants. Anyway I dun care, just want him back":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark stain IN his pants eh? I don't even want to imagine what it could be. Note the awesome spelling of "don't".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Michael.... dun die... dun die... dun cry... yeah yeah oohh. Michael Jackson... dun die... dun die... stay alive!!":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm guessing he was harbouring he hope that Michael would fight for his life and eventually come back to life. Makes sense... except for the fact that Michael had already passed away. Oh by the way, you gotta admire his "stage presence". All the playing-with-hair, grabbing-head-dramatically and spinning around makes him look like a rejected professional! He even tried to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt; the chorus up towards the end! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I want you back in your Never Land... Not Never Never Land... Dun gooooooo. I want you back in  our reality... Not our fantasy... Dun die.... oh yeahhhh":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good attempt at trying to sing in falsetto, but the lyrics are stupid. I don't get it. I mean, by the time he made this video, Michael had already passed. So I still don't see the point of the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*background vocals* But he's slowly walking towards the camera, smiling and looking seductively into the eyes of his audience. He starts shaking his head, doing the no-no sign with his index finger, wipes an imaginary tear off his eye. Then he starts singing the previous lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Still very... very... disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extremely queer:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Aside from the fact that almost every action he did in the video was strange, the grand finale of the video showed him speaking so gently. He had a special message for Michael:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Michael, I'm warning you (wah fierce), the moments (no, it's not a typo) I wake up from my sleep tomorrow, I want to see you sitting alive.. at my side. OOOOOHHHHH, MICHAEL!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, very queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some of you might actually like the video, but personally I think it's very stupid and unneccessary. He has a good intention, to show his love for the King of Pop, but his approach was totally off-mark. He ended up making himself look like an idiot. But... if that's the way he wants to give his respects to the late Michael Jackson, whatever dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is that the video was a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; TOTAL. EPIC. FAILURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S/ Fuad says hi to everyone. Reply him on MSN or SMS or in my tagboard, whichever you prefer.&lt;br /&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/4638743675425068004-160245334875175759?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/160245334875175759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/exhibit-stupid-ape-in-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/160245334875175759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/160245334875175759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/exhibit-stupid-ape-in-video.html' title='Exhibit A: Stupid ape in video.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-29637072368974352</id><published>2009-07-08T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:55:01.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An unsolved mystery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=what2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/what2.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you really want?" That's one of the most difficult questions for me to answer ever since I could remember. I'm not the sort who can easily make up my mind, ask my friends if you don't believe me. Whether it's deciding what to do, where to go or even what to eat, I don't usually put much thought to it. My decisions might not always be what I really want but I just go with it anyway, to save the time and trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I found out that things don't always go the way you expect them to. I got an 'S' for my Math test when I promised my tutor that I'd get at least a 'C'. I was pretty confident that I would be able to keep that promise while I was doing the paper. But shit happens and it turns out that I was 12 marks short of achieving that ever-elusive 'C'. Hell, I've not passed a single Math test this entire year. It's like a repeat of last year, where I only passed my Math test during the Promos - and I actually got a 'B' for it. Surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that my other results won't be so great either. I got a 'D' for my Physics, and I'm pretty sure that I'm going to fail my Chemistry and Economics tests. It's gonna be pretty tough telling my mom my results. Especially after all those times when I kept going out to study. She's gonna ask for an explanation and I don't know if I'll be able to tell her that I really did try, just that I failed. She's not used to me getting bad grades, ever since Primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about all that for the past few hours now, and I suddenly asked myself "What do you really want?" I still have no clue what I'm going to do after I graduate from JC - if I even get to graduate, that is. I've looked through a few possibilities ranging from Dentistry to Accounting to Engineering. So many options, but I still don't know what I want. All I know is that I want to get really rich. But even so, I'm gonna have to work really hard for my exams cause I don't really know of any other way to get rich other than getting good grades and a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'll leave all that thinking for the future. Right now I gotta ask myself another question: "What are you gonna do to get what you want?" It's so close to the final examinations and I'm still getting bad results. I've got to pick myself up in order to do well for the A levels. There's so little time - about 3 months or so - and yet so much to cover. If I want to have very strong understandings about the countless topics, I'm gonna have to study for hours everyday. That means less sleep, less relaxation, and more stress. I don't know if I'm ready to handle that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's no use now, but I'm definitely regretting being so relaxed and laid-back all this while. All my classmates are starting to overtake me and I'm being left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-29637072368974352?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/29637072368974352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/unsolved-mystery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/29637072368974352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/29637072368974352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/unsolved-mystery.html' title='An unsolved mystery.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-39813120859908180</id><published>2009-07-07T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:18:46.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I found out that I failed my Math SA2 test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it worse was that I studied pretty hard for it, and I still failed. I just improved by 2% from SA1. But the thing is, I didn't study for SA1. So 2% is equivalent to days of doing Math questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, then I'm pretty much screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-39813120859908180?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/39813120859908180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/39813120859908180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/39813120859908180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-1987402563798383817</id><published>2009-07-06T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:09:27.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's back to school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;The new school term is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;waking up before the sun even rises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waiting for the same bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleeping on the bus / staring out the window as the bus drives down the same route&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walking through the same green gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saying hi to the same people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stepping into the same classrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleeping in those classrooms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;texting people in class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;smuggling food in class, risking being caught by a scary lady-teacher who chases you out of the class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thinking of an excuse to make up for the not-yet-done-but-is-going-to-be-done-asap tutorials&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching every minute tick by ever so slowly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to stay awake as watching the clock gets boring after a while&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being awakened by the loud shriek of the school bell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;groggily walking to the next class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(repeat from pt. 5)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going home to the comforts of your room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saying hello to your best friend Mr. Procrastinate and Ms. Don't-do-your-homework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reading blogs like this to keep yourself entertained while you feel guilty for not doing work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Enjoy the new school term! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-1987402563798383817?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/1987402563798383817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/1987402563798383817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/1987402563798383817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-back-to-school.html' title='It&apos;s back to school!'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-2934246028382237297</id><published>2009-07-04T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:23:31.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little overdue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MJ.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/Potential_tumblr/MJ.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found out about Michael Jackson's death, my initial reaction was, "Oh, he's dead? Okay." Even when a friend of mine asked me about my take on Michael's death, all I could say was, "He's dead. What's more to say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such an insensitive dick right now, when I think about how I accepted MJ's death that quickly. After watching countless tributes to Michael on youtube, MTV and Channel 5, I did some thinking and I realised that Michael was actually a huge part in my childhood. His songs were the first ones that I remember listening to, and I can vividly remember singing along to his songs over and over. I was especially mesmerized by "Heal the world", I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listened to some of his old songs now, it suddenly hit me that the world has lost a great man. Michael started his music career at such a young age, and he was extremely talented. For that reason, the world fell in love with him and his music. He had such a great stage presence; none of his concerts were dull. His dance moves always amazed me. His signature moonwalk, pelvic thrusts, and the 45 degree lean. I remember once in primary school, where I was moonwalking in the canteen (I don't know why), and one stall auntie smiled at me and said, "Trying to be like Michael Jackson ah?" I just smiled and ran off. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was such a great influence on me, as a small boy. I even once dressed up as Michael for a school concert in Kindergarten. I was the lead dancer in the little presentation and I started off the performance standing alone in the middle of the stage, with a hat, suit, dress shoes and nice pants. The spotlight was on me, and then I started grooving to the song "Y.M.C.A" I think, and then the rest of them joined me. It was really funny. Sadly I don't know where the tape is anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, as I grew older, I started to think that Michael was a little weird with the strange desire to undergo plastic surgery over and over again. The world started criticizing him for the same reason and it must've sucked for Michael. If that wasn't enough, Michael was accused of molesting little boys on several occasions. I never really believed it, cause I never thought that it would be possible for him to do something so wrong, after recording all those songs about humanity and stuff. Till now, I still believe that Michael was innocent, and that people were just out to ruin his life. We all know what the media can do, it's fucked up I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's surprising how the media started doing tributes for Michael and saying how he's a great man and all that, but isn't it a little too late? What's the use now? I saw a comment somewhere saying that it's amazing how the entire world is mourning Michael's death. I have to agree with this. I mean, if it were anyone else, even a President of a country, I don't think the whole world will be as distraught as it is now. Everyone suddenly forgot about all the negative views on Michael. Strange, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that doesn't matter now, for Michael is finally able to get his well-deserved rest. My condolences go out to Michael's family, friends and all his loving fans. I'll end this entry with a song that I've been listening to over and over again the past few days. Michael may not be with us anymore, but he'll always be remembered in history as the King of Pop, whom all of us grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L95u_FMci_k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L95u_FMci_k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You are not alone, I am here with you. Though you're far away, I am here to stay. You are not alone, I am here with you. Though we're far apart, you're always in my heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-2934246028382237297?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/2934246028382237297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-overdue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/2934246028382237297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/2934246028382237297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-overdue.html' title='A little overdue.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4638743675425068004.post-3084882474802812108</id><published>2009-07-03T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:59:13.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another side-project awaiting its failure.</title><content type='html'>New blog! Let's see how long this will last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4638743675425068004-3084882474802812108?l=elevatorcircles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/feeds/3084882474802812108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-another-side-project-awaiting-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3084882474802812108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4638743675425068004/posts/default/3084882474802812108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elevatorcircles.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-another-side-project-awaiting-its.html' title='Yet another side-project awaiting its failure.'/><author><name>Shahrin Izhar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16311039923485721991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/8800/newhair21vn6.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
