<?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-6110217</id><updated>2011-09-01T20:35:00.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy World...</title><subtitle type='html'>Orange is cool!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-6834150033463682041</id><published>2008-01-22T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:26:13.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't ask</title><summary type='text'>I really had a lot to blog about but I don't know how to put it in words.Sometimes life throws you a curveball and you really don't know how to react or respond. Its like standing in the hitter's box, with a full count and the game on the line (sorry about the baseball terminology here). You don't really know what to do... but you gotta swing the bat. The bat won't swing and hit the ball by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/6834150033463682041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=6834150033463682041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/6834150033463682041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/6834150033463682041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-ask.html' title='Don&apos;t ask'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-1682164735466167354</id><published>2008-01-20T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:41:45.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool song...</title><summary type='text'>By Paramore. Check it out =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/1682164735466167354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=1682164735466167354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/1682164735466167354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/1682164735466167354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2008/01/cool-song.html' title='Cool song...'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-9072243437376707018</id><published>2007-11-11T20:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:33:44.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><summary type='text'>Somtimes some things are better left unsaid.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/9072243437376707018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=9072243437376707018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/9072243437376707018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/9072243437376707018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/11/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-213381514972394062</id><published>2007-08-12T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:03:53.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circling Square</title><summary type='text'>Back when I was in middle school, some local bands made it pretty big in the music scene around Asia.One of them was Humpback Oak (interesting name I know); Bren recently found a clip of them on Youtube.Humpback Oak - Circling SquareI don't see the need to classify herI've decided that she is everything I needThere really is no need to classify herI'll never hurt her 'cos she can be so good to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/213381514972394062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=213381514972394062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/213381514972394062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/213381514972394062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/08/circling-square.html' title='Circling Square'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-8197835835079350587</id><published>2007-08-07T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:45:22.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem</title><summary type='text'>Adapted and inspired from MaddoxI'm SaddamSaddam I am     I do not like you,Uncle Sam.Would you like to bomb Iran?We'll sell you the weapons, despite the ban.I would not like to bomb Iran!Praise be to Allah, and Koran!Those weapons are against convention...Nevermind Geneva, pay no attention!      We hate Iran, it's our contention.               We have no qualm, no apprehension!I'll give this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/8197835835079350587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=8197835835079350587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/8197835835079350587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/8197835835079350587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/08/poem.html' title='A poem'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-349684858414207839</id><published>2007-08-05T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:29:48.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhuman?</title><summary type='text'>One of the craziest (and scariest) falls I've ever seen. Check it out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/349684858414207839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=349684858414207839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/349684858414207839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/349684858414207839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/08/superhuman.html' title='Superhuman?'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-7783181691738417616</id><published>2007-08-03T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T01:09:35.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching the train go by</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday as I was driving home, I had to make a rare stop at a railroad crossing while a train passed. Watching the carriages go by, the whistle of the engine, the rumbling of the train tracks, it reminded me of when I was a kid.I loved to watch trains when I was little. Whenever I visited my grandparents in Malaysia, I would always bug my granddad to bring me to the nearby railway tracks and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/7783181691738417616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=7783181691738417616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/7783181691738417616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/7783181691738417616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/08/yesterday-as-i-was-driving-home-i-had.html' title='Watching the train go by'/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-349136921351645348</id><published>2007-07-20T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T14:44:02.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha was watching this clip of Xiao Zhu while drinking water and nearly killed myself choking.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/349136921351645348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=349136921351645348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/349136921351645348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/349136921351645348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/07/was-watching-this-clip-of-xiao-zhu.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-5347886868373566703</id><published>2007-07-19T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T12:27:24.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok yes i know its been ages since I last posted. Just to quickly recap what has happened since then:1. I have technically graduated, but will still be at Duke till Dec.2. Currently am working at an internship doing market research for this biotech VC company. Its pretty mundane stuff, but hopefully it'll get more interesting with time.3. Parents came and visited, took a long road trip. NYC - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/5347886868373566703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=5347886868373566703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/5347886868373566703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/5347886868373566703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok-yes-i-know-its-been-ages-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-3090701254351854518</id><published>2007-04-10T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:01:29.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscingEspecially when I have to watch other people kissin'And I remember when you started callin' me your miss'sAll the play fightin', all the flirtatious dissesI'd tell you sad stories about my childhoodI don't why I trusted you but I knew that I couldWe'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirtI was just so happy in your boxers and your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/3090701254351854518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=3090701254351854518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/3090701254351854518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/3090701254351854518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/04/sometimes-i-find-myself-sittin-back-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-4803048126457843836</id><published>2007-03-31T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T22:51:22.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm sometimes I think I like to inflict punishment on myself. Sigh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/4803048126457843836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=4803048126457843836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/4803048126457843836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/4803048126457843836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/03/hmm-sometimes-i-think-i-like-to-inflict.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-6821588343839909495</id><published>2007-03-13T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:57:18.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from Vegas!!Shopping: $100+Cheated of a lousy Henna tattoo: $70Las Vegas shows: $200Clubbing and Partying: $???Gambling winnings: $220Spring break at Vegas with friends: Priceless=)Ok so spring break was fun (albeit too much alcohol, but ah well). Did lots of stuff, saw plenty of shows, ate great food, had a fantastic time.Yet strangely, back home, I'm feeling subdued.Reality is sometimes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/6821588343839909495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=6821588343839909495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/6821588343839909495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/6821588343839909495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-from-vegas-shopping-100-cheated-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-5642153556608489866</id><published>2007-01-03T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:21:39.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... I've been back home for a few weeks now.Singapore has been fun and all. Good food, friends and family. =) Fantastic combination indeed.Christmas and New Year back here has been quite the experience. I guess the company makes everything fun, but like what Xianne says, its way too friggin crowded. Basically everyone comes out to play (what else could Singaporeans do anyway?) and so yup. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/5642153556608489866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=5642153556608489866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/5642153556608489866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/5642153556608489866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2007/01/so_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-115955584204548019</id><published>2006-09-29T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:50:42.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Economic models explained with COWSSOCIALISM:You have 2 cows, and you give one to your neighbor.COMMUNISM:You have 2 cows. The State takes both and gives you some milk.FASCISM:You have 2 cows. The State takes both and sells you some milk.NAZISM:You have 2 cows. The State takes both and shoots you.BUREAUCRATISM:You have 2 cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks theother, then throws the milk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/115955584204548019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=115955584204548019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115955584204548019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115955584204548019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/09/economic-models-explained-with-cows.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-115656297105776965</id><published>2006-08-25T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:29:31.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There was once a man named Sam.Sam wanted to win the lottery. He wanted to win it BAD. He knew the odds were not so good but being a religious man, he decided to ask God for help as he knew that with God all things were possible.Sam then prayed every morning that he would win the lottery. But he didn't win.He then began praying 3 times a day to win the lottery. He continued this for over a year, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/115656297105776965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=115656297105776965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115656297105776965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115656297105776965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/08/there-was-once-man-named-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-115637565733906480</id><published>2006-08-23T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T16:31:50.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Duke is a very pretty place.Buildings like these are scattered all over campus; part of a very gothic influenced culture. The highlight of the place however, is this rather breathtaking chapel in the center of the school. Pictures might not do it justice I'm afraid.Spent the better part of the day exploring more of the campus and familiarizing myself with the place. Things felt a little less </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/115637565733906480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=115637565733906480&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115637565733906480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115637565733906480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/08/duke-is-very-pretty-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-115625556644140947</id><published>2006-08-22T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T07:06:06.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am in Duke!!It was a long and hellish flight... and somehow my luggage decided to take a different flight from me, but finally, here I am! Hmm now I'm back to the times where I have to walk around holding a map. Sigh. Hopefully won't get too lost.Will go explore the sch now, updates and pics later!!I hate farewells. =(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/115625556644140947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=115625556644140947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115625556644140947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/115625556644140947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/08/am-in-duke-it-was-long-and-hellish.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-114851570087999675</id><published>2006-05-24T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:08:20.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>impossiblegrave, solemn, the soundyet whole and truefor there lies the truthcomplicationsa struggle to understandat times,balking at the inevitablethe future lies before usbig and vastyet with the blessingthat all is clearstride forward we must.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/114851570087999675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=114851570087999675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114851570087999675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114851570087999675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/05/impossible-grave-solemn-sound-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-114413610575812034</id><published>2006-04-04T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:35:05.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For you. =)林宇中 - 失恋学 初恋那个夏天 我们学会热恋要快乐有条件 幸福有要诀后来牵手很累 我们学会告别低估了思念越想越危险 越想见 我们忘了学怎么失恋深夜该怎么不掉眼泪还不了解 爱的情节一旦下了片不再上演 我们忘了学怎么失恋移情别恋治不好失眠 偏让那不经意的遇见却视而不见我们都掩着 哭红了的双眼 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/114413610575812034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=114413610575812034&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114413610575812034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114413610575812034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/04/for-you_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-114223400568577418</id><published>2006-03-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:25:25.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Personality test!! =PTaken from:http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes1.htmYour Type is ENFP Strength of the preferences %Extroverted 56Intuitive 50Feeling 12Perceiving 33ENFP type description by D.KeirseyENFP type description by J. Butt and M.M. Heiss Qualitative analysis of your type formulaYou are:moderately expressed extrovertmoderately expressed intuitive personalityslightly expressed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/114223400568577418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=114223400568577418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114223400568577418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114223400568577418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/03/personality-test-p-taken-from-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-114222394349483378</id><published>2006-03-12T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:50:25.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found a beautiful poem... courtesy of Cherlyn. =)Maybe you guys will like it too?To His Lost LoverBy Simon ArmitageNow they are no longerany trouble to each otherhe can turn things over, get down to that listof things that never happened, all of the lostunfinishable business.For instance ... for instance,how he never clipped and kept her hair, or drew a hairbrushthrough that style of hers, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/114222394349483378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=114222394349483378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114222394349483378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114222394349483378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/03/found-beautiful-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-114074770702059864</id><published>2006-02-23T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:21:47.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>傻小孩，请你别烦恼。傻小孩，请你别懊恼。傻小孩，请你别伤心，也别内疚。我们之间发生的事，也真的不是谁的错。你不能给我我想要得答案，我也非常明白，也支持你的想法。感情的事，根本不能强迫。。。 一定要心肝情愿吧。我还会一直当你的好朋友；需要帮助我一定先举手。需要支持，需要劝告，只需要跟我讲一声。由我内心而发的笑容，看到你快乐自然会出现。傻小孩的愿望，我也希望能实现。=)P.S. To all my dearest friends who have wished me well, thanks. I'm alrite, so please don't worry yah? Love you all. -hugz-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/114074770702059864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=114074770702059864&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114074770702059864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114074770702059864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/02/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-114059623974799294</id><published>2006-02-21T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T02:39:03.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Are you alrite?' She asks, taking a glance at me.So what should I say to her?How do I even begin to explain how much she means to me?How the special friendship we've shared has gradually transformed into so much more than that?How each time when we rib one another abt various stuff, randomly chat abt things, engage in number/word puzzles etc etc, I always thoroughly enjoy myself?That every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/114059623974799294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=114059623974799294&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114059623974799294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114059623974799294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-you-alrite-she-asks-taking-glance.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-114034811716645437</id><published>2006-02-19T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T03:21:57.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>想不到最终是我苦着脸。对不起，可是我开心不起来。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/114034811716645437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=114034811716645437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114034811716645437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/114034811716645437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-113914340768082110</id><published>2006-02-05T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T05:06:22.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How does one be a 'nice' person?Cos the thing is, if you're really nice, many times the other person does not realize the 'nice' things that you may do for him/her. If you do something nice, and go out of your way to explain how it was a nice action, somehow, the whole thing doesn't seem that sincere anymore does it? In order to be sincerely nice, ur actions have to be left in a kind of secret, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/113914340768082110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=113914340768082110&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/113914340768082110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/113914340768082110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-does-one-be-nice-person-cos-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-113840325221422666</id><published>2006-01-27T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:07:32.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>一幅美丽的画，原可完美无缺地被收藏。本应上框，但他却执意地继续挥笔。画，被画蛇添足了。有一幅画，半成品；因为自己半途停了笔。储藏，尘封。如今，它被挑了出来。该画， 不该画？笔，提了，又放。害怕着重蹈覆辙。心理游戏，我不玩。不想玩，也玩不起。讨厌绕着圈，漫无边际地跑。终点何时才会到达？直截了当，不好吗？主导权该交还给理智了。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/113840325221422666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=113840325221422666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/113840325221422666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/113840325221422666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-113807342846919757</id><published>2006-01-23T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:32:05.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa... rite I know. Horrible lack of updates haha. Well so much has happened since I last posted and I really shall not go into details abt what has transpired for me over the past few months. In short, took a couple of trips, said gd bye to some good friends and had a very merry christmas and new year. =)Currently am busy with grad sch applications. At least the GREs went well, now can only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/113807342846919757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=113807342846919757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/113807342846919757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/113807342846919757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2006/01/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112901895306784681</id><published>2005-10-11T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:26:16.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks everyone... for everything. For the pple in Seattle (specifically Leo, Al, Inong, Yui, Bren, XJ, Wan, Lennon), thank you for being with me to celebrate the occasion. The event itself isn't a big thing; its your company that I cherish and treasure... these are the memories that I will hold dear to me for a long time to come.In a way this birthday was especially umm... special cos I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112901895306784681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112901895306784681&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112901895306784681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112901895306784681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/10/thanks-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112703933727230210</id><published>2005-09-18T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:30:40.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss my sister.Its been 2 years since we saw each other.. but I think you have to look even longer ago as to when exactly we spent a good amount of quality time together. Even before I left for the States, I was stuck in the military for 2 plus years. During that period, I would say that my sister matured a lot; probably the transition from a girl to a woman? But in my eyes, she'd always be my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112703933727230210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112703933727230210&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112703933727230210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112703933727230210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-miss-my-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112657828242080825</id><published>2005-09-12T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T19:24:42.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okie I'm sorry bout the lack of updates... recently laptops over here have been cursed! Mine, Leo's and Oyo's all spoiled within a few days of each other. Its weird; almost freaky. Oyo and mine laptop screens just gave out on us, while Leonard's laptop seemed as if it rained on it.Have sent my laptop in for repairs; am crossing my fingers that it'll be fixed easily, quickly and cheaply. =P Too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112657828242080825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112657828242080825&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112657828242080825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112657828242080825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/09/okie-im-sorry-bout-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112548250626757994</id><published>2005-08-31T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:04:20.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okok i know its been quite a while since I updated. Not like I've been busy or anything, more so cos I'm lazy and all. =PWas chatting with a friend recently, and somehow the conversation drifted to blogging. He just couldn't understand the fascination of blogging, or more specifically, why the heck do pple read other strangers' blogs in the first place? That got me wondering; and I simply came up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112548250626757994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112548250626757994&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112548250626757994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112548250626757994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/08/okok-i-know-its-been-quite-while-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112418501618120098</id><published>2005-08-16T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T02:39:25.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hahaha Mr Kenny Sia from Malaysia came up with a translator to make life easier for those ah bengs and ah lians out there. =P Its damn funny la! Take a look at how my blog would be like if I were a chao ah beng! Lolz.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112418501618120098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112418501618120098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112418501618120098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112418501618120098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/08/hahaha-mr-kenny-sia-from-malaysia-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112408467780760306</id><published>2005-08-14T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T22:46:09.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw these puzzles on another blog. Kinda reminded me of the times I was actually really into these sort of word riddles. =P Have fun guys! Leave your answers in the comments. =)1. There is a man who lives on the top floor of a very tall building. Everyday he gets the elevator down to the ground floor to leave the building to go to work. Upon returning from work though, he can only travel half way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112408467780760306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112408467780760306&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112408467780760306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112408467780760306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/08/saw-these-puzzles-on-another-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112383897794345231</id><published>2005-08-12T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T03:22:20.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes even though we try our best to get something, things just don't really turn out the way you wish them to. I mean its not a matter of lack of effort; perhaps its just fate that dictates how everything seems to work against you.How hard it is at times to ask for just a chance! Yet some things are just difficult like that... and it is something that we have to put aside no matter how hard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112383897794345231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112383897794345231&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112383897794345231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112383897794345231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/08/sometimes-even-though-we-try-our-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112357955323377661</id><published>2005-08-09T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T02:25:53.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woke up today feeling extraordinarily tired; no idea why. Couldn't say that it was a bad sleep either, it was just like any other sleep i've had on any other night. Close eyes, next thing i know its morning liao. But normally even though I suffer from that getting-out-of-bed-reluctance, this time was worse... felt almost like a hungover. Which technically is impossible unless a glass of port </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112357955323377661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112357955323377661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112357955323377661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112357955323377661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/08/woke-up-today-feeling-extraordinarily.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112341297793404558</id><published>2005-08-07T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:38:29.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For me, the jury is still out on playing golf as a sport. I used to scoff at golfing, thinking that it was an 'old mans' game. I mean come on, can any sport get more relaxing? Sit in the cart, hit the ball. Sit in the cart, hit the ball. You get the idea. I would throw in the Robin Williams joke about golf here but its so much better when he performs it than me just typing the whole joke out word</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112341297793404558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112341297793404558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112341297793404558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112341297793404558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-me-jury-is-still-out-on-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-112323463188838284</id><published>2005-08-05T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T02:37:11.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As yet another week draws to a close, recent incidents have led me to reflect upon this question: do we really behave differently when in a relationship?To me the answer is undoubtedly yes, although the amount of change would vary from person to person. Some guys might claim that its jsut the girls who transform to bitches but umm, sorry guys. I think we can become quite bastards as well.So why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/112323463188838284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=112323463188838284&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112323463188838284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/112323463188838284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2005/08/as-yet-another-week-draws-to-close.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-107494805227872366</id><published>2004-01-24T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T04:42:56.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year everyone!!Hmm realised its been a LOONG time since I actually updated this heh heh. More than a month now. So much has happened, it would be tiring to type it all down. In summary, I had an excellent winter break with great company (all thanks to Leonard, Pearl and Rivai). I believe wat Xianne says is right; most of the time the place u visit does not matter more than the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/107494805227872366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=107494805227872366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107494805227872366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107494805227872366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2004/01/happy-chinese-new-year-everyone-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-107137208021828746</id><published>2003-12-13T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T19:23:47.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrite... 1 down 3 more to go. Kinda relieved to have Bioen 302 out of the way... now my main worry would be biochemistry. Sigh. Demmit I hate biochem.Its weird how it seems as though some pple have to study really hard while others don't have to at all. I know my neighbours have been watching tv and playing PS2 the whole time I'm struggling at my books. Demmit I wonder what course they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/107137208021828746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=107137208021828746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107137208021828746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107137208021828746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/12/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-107087725240079186</id><published>2003-12-08T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T01:58:32.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its weird... somehow the conversations that I've been having with pple over the internet seem to revolve around relationships. A friend of mine complained to me today that he 'needed a girl else he wouldn't feel happy'. I thought that was kinda sad....I think we all need to appreciate other things in life rather than just focusing on a relationship. Given that yes, its kinda important and there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/107087725240079186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=107087725240079186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107087725240079186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107087725240079186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-107053489025563251</id><published>2003-12-04T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T15:06:27.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Marriage... a topic brought up frequently with some of my friends taking that big (dreaded?) step forward and plunging into that unknown, turbulent and sometimes rewarding phase of life. To many, its a sacred (religious) path to take; to declare each other as man and wife, to live happily ever after. Or, to some pple, it is merely a license allowing both parties to have sex. Lol. I prefer to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/107053489025563251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=107053489025563251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107053489025563251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107053489025563251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/12/marriage.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-107031394588899411</id><published>2003-12-01T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T21:34:19.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving is over! Its probably true that time seems to pass u by faster when u're enjoying urself. Think that probably the longest ever weekend i had was when I had to spend it typing a lab report. :( That sucked.Sometimes I wonder if the professors actually just rack their brains figuring out a lab that would puzzle us more rather than help us understand the stuff they're teaching. Maybe it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/107031394588899411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=107031394588899411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107031394588899411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107031394588899411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/12/thanksgiving-is-over-its-probably-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-107001109800565383</id><published>2003-11-28T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T01:18:27.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Turkey turned out pretty good! I must admit that my heart sank quite a bit when I first saw it; seemed kinda charred and burnt. We probably put it in the oven for an hour too long. :( Ah well. We all learn from our mistakes. Even so, the turkey was still very much edible. We ate as much as we could but it was simply too big; there's probably still a quarter left. Overall, it was a great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/107001109800565383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=107001109800565383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107001109800565383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/107001109800565383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/turkey-turned-out-pretty-good-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106995664792610420</id><published>2003-11-27T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T10:10:56.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baking turkey in Bren's place now; and so far it has been quite an experience. No prior experience of making one watsoever; basically all we did was generously cover the turkey with olive oil, honey, oregano, basil, dill weed, pepper, salt, parsley and now its just sitting there while we leave it to marinate. :D Gonna stick it in the oven in an hour or so... hahaha. Wonder how it'll turn out. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106995664792610420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106995664792610420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106995664792610420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106995664792610420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/baking-turkey-in-brens-place-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106984165468811706</id><published>2003-11-26T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T02:14:23.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Argh up late doing lab report.... while leonard is sleeping soundly already. :( This is the part of Bioengineering which i kinda dislike... all the electric circuits!! I mean the bio stuff is fine and dandy, I really enjoy it. Its really the engineering part which I sometimes dread. Probably because I understand the bio stuff much better than I do with the engin stuff. The fourier series, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106984165468811706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106984165468811706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106984165468811706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106984165468811706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/argh-up-late-doing-lab-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106966514662578174</id><published>2003-11-24T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T01:13:55.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On a lighter note.... so as not to sound so depressing. The Apple Cup is the trophy for the winner of the rivalry series... which pitted my school Uni of Washington (The Huskies) against Wash St. Uni (The Cougars).Which we won of cos. :)Ode to APPLE CUP!!Twas the end of the game, and inside the house,Lil’ Danny was sitting with his foot in his mouth.Tears flowed swift from his sad little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106966514662578174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106966514662578174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106966514662578174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106966514662578174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/on-lighter-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106966497620047279</id><published>2003-11-24T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T01:09:44.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A blog on a more serious note here.... I just had to break a piece of bad news to a friend... which kinda reminded me of it as well. An army friend (lets just call him W) recently passed away. It was a bit of a nasty shock; at first we (the NS gang) heard that he had gotten cancer last year. Apparently he battled through that phase and got through it pretty well;  I went to see him during my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106966497620047279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106966497620047279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106966497620047279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106966497620047279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/blog-on-more-serious-note-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106957789574529165</id><published>2003-11-23T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T01:27:37.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a day spent immersing in a favourite pastime of Americans - watching college football games. Think that its growing on me... growing to like the sport more and more. And its not just because I find the game enjoyable to watch, its the whole atmosphere in the 70000 plus Husky stadium. Its absolutely electric... the fans cheering... the marching band playing... and the raw emotion shown </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106957789574529165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106957789574529165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106957789574529165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106957789574529165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/today-was-day-spent-immersing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106945897722870603</id><published>2003-11-21T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T15:56:24.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its the weekend!! :D A big plus for enjoying the weekend... the Bioen 304 exam went pretty well! Don't think that it was because of superb studying on my part, rather the test was of an easier standard. Just hope I do better than the last time la.Leonard says with the exams over, he is 'lost'. It is true in the sense that suddenly you realise that there is no need for studying (for now at least)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106945897722870603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106945897722870603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106945897722870603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106945897722870603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/its-weekend-d-big-plus-for-enjoying.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106940726588717405</id><published>2003-11-21T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T01:43:05.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reading metabolism notes now.... looked out of the window and realised thats its snowing! Woohoo! I mean not that i haven't seen snow before, but just that its the first time i've seen snow in seattle. Standing at my bedroom window and looking at it, kinda realised how beautiful it actually was. All these snow flakes floating past me separated only by that sheet of glass. Got pretty excited about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106940726588717405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106940726588717405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106940726588717405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106940726588717405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/reading-metabolism-notes-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110217.post-106939537730468185</id><published>2003-11-20T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T22:16:24.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My start in blogging.... may it be a successful one! :) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/feeds/106939537730468185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6110217&amp;postID=106939537730468185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106939537730468185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6110217/posts/default/106939537730468185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkliest.blogspot.com/2003/11/my-start-in-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Sparky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09897554512669889296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
