<?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-5948880</id><updated>2011-12-20T00:58:23.701+08:00</updated><category term='resort world sentosa'/><category term='resort world sentosa candy candylicious singapore'/><title type='text'>Getting all the Slack she can before the Real World intrudes...</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm bored. I'm a slacker. and yet I don't seem to have all that much time on my hands either. What's with me? What's with my life? Where am I heading? No idea. Who has the answers? No one but God who ain't telling. What does that do for me? Leaves me to wonder around this arid field we call Earth to find my wind and fly to wherever I may.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>832</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3388077982282670353</id><published>2011-11-27T13:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:05:16.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday - Round</title><summary type='text'>Am I the only who thinks the idea of a puffer fish balloon is darned cute?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3388077982282670353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3388077982282670353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3388077982282670353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3388077982282670353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/11/illustration-friday-round.html' title='Illustration Friday - Round'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHh-juetXYU/TtHFDR220lI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pL4Hcn4zTuA/s72-c/photo-716869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2695787936032682810</id><published>2011-11-23T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:32:25.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday - Vanity</title><summary type='text'>Mirror, mirror, on the wallWho's the vainest of them all?Mention vanity and the first person thought of was the Wicked Queen and her magic mirror. For vanity's sake she arranged to kill and poison an innocent girl. Who can be more vain than that?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2695787936032682810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2695787936032682810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2695787936032682810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2695787936032682810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/11/illustration-friday-vanity.html' title='Illustration Friday - Vanity'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3d9PEl7bAA/Ts0D-pNeg3I/AAAAAAAAAew/BvmzEoUUmCo/s72-c/photo-745632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1990896097803173113</id><published>2011-11-14T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:18:52.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday - Silent</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1990896097803173113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1990896097803173113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1990896097803173113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1990896097803173113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/11/illustration-friday-silent.html' title='Illustration Friday - Silent'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b73cs2NE_Z0/TsDrDFHSRCI/AAAAAAAAAek/Ysi43kwP_CE/s72-c/photo-732024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7500548079719496239</id><published>2011-11-05T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T12:15:00.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday - Stripes</title><summary type='text'>This came to mind when I saw the &lt;a href="http://illustrationfriday.com"&gt;Illustration Friday&lt;/a&gt; theme, stripes. What is a tiger without his stripes?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7500548079719496239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7500548079719496239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7500548079719496239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7500548079719496239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/11/illustration-friday-stripes.html' title='Illustration Friday - Stripes'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMpsqgB0V4Q/TrS4RYOmVYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NeZ_UvhE1HQ/s72-c/photo-700831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8172860306064432046</id><published>2011-10-27T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T22:48:27.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rwr Rwr Rwrry!!!</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I was a little upset at work.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8172860306064432046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8172860306064432046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8172860306064432046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8172860306064432046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/10/rwr-rwr-rwrry.html' title='Rwr Rwr Rwrry!!!'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKWLeLN5Y1A/TqlvOyR0zDI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CViM2bKcanU/s72-c/photo-707615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7494764619398429202</id><published>2011-10-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T17:29:18.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuel</title><summary type='text'>Here's my contribution to this week's Illustration Friday theme, Fuel, inspired by my hub who is rushing a paper... :p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7494764619398429202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7494764619398429202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7494764619398429202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7494764619398429202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/10/fuel.html' title='Fuel'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9QbER2fY8_E/TqfS7gLTVdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/3vo3TDSQozk/s72-c/photo-758412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1884559183599057890</id><published>2011-10-08T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T02:05:29.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Ji-Hup</title><summary type='text'>Reminiscing about the past tonight suddenly reminded me of this:http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2005_01_02_archive.htmlI don't know how many of you remember but way back in 2005 when I was truly a bored slacker, I did a short crappy cartoon on a rooster with socialist-terrorist leanings named Ji-Hup. (think of jihad) he organized a coup de tat and took over the chicken farm he was living in. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1884559183599057890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1884559183599057890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1884559183599057890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1884559183599057890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-ji-hup.html' title='The Great Ji-Hup'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-5178021234143101540</id><published>2011-09-24T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:28:06.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rwr Rwr Rwry!</title><summary type='text'>Came up with this Dino character after a stressful day at work. At the same time decided that his favorite food was annoying co-workers. Yes, it was a stressful day at work... ;) Btw his name is pronounced rrr-rrr-roary...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/5178021234143101540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=5178021234143101540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5178021234143101540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5178021234143101540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/09/rwr-rwr-rwry.html' title='Rwr Rwr Rwry!'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a-xIepv_N10/Tn2ippBL__I/AAAAAAAAAds/HncLBRfE-jo/s72-c/photo-786510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-6953239812962103355</id><published>2011-08-03T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:31:00.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of 2 Worlds</title><summary type='text'>I just met up with an old time friend, one I've known since primary school. She is currently pursuing studies in film and was telling me of the month long overseas internship she just did. We discussed briefly some of the others in our group, living overseas, pursuing passions... Living what counts in SG as a wild and bohemian lifestyle basically. I thought of this group and the friends in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/6953239812962103355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=6953239812962103355&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6953239812962103355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6953239812962103355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/08/tale-of-2-worlds.html' title='A Tale of 2 Worlds'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3239292358818767090</id><published>2011-07-21T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:35:16.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: Raise your glass if you are one</title><summary type='text'>&gt; &gt; I've been hooked on a music rhythm game for a while now, my new guilty pleasure. It's like the classic Beatmania arcade game, but allows you to use the songs in your iPhone library to play in the game. &gt; &gt; I've been so hooked that I'm obsessively playing it on periods of free time on the bus, on the train, trying to press those notes when they reach the precise part of the song. In fact, my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3239292358818767090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3239292358818767090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3239292358818767090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3239292358818767090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/07/fwd-raise-your-glass-if-you-are-one.html' title='Fwd: Raise your glass if you are one'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1532852413339086782</id><published>2011-07-21T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:33:45.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise your glass if you are one</title><summary type='text'>&gt; &gt; I've been hooked on a music rhythm game for a while now, my new guilty pleasure. It's like the classic Beatmania arcade game, but allows you to use the songs in your iPhone library to play in the game. &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; I've been so hooked that I'm obsessively playing it on periods of free time on the bus, on the train, trying to press those notes when they reach the precise part of the song. In fact,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1532852413339086782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1532852413339086782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1532852413339086782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1532852413339086782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/07/raise-your-glass-if-you-are-one.html' title='Raise your glass if you are one'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4560563403475104988</id><published>2011-07-05T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:46:53.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating taxi drivers</title><summary type='text'>Today had 2 irritating encounters with taxi drivers. In the morning, I had to go to the area for training. The taxi I got drove me around a longer rout than necessary. Never mind, he's not familiar with the route And anyway I approved the route. My fault. Then when we reached the area, I asked him to go into the carpark to let me down. Now this was the part that started to try my patience. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4560563403475104988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4560563403475104988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4560563403475104988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4560563403475104988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/07/irritating-taxi-drivers.html' title='Irritating taxi drivers'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-6380418432960021864</id><published>2011-06-24T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T18:05:09.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No work meh?</title><summary type='text'>There are times during the holidays that I wonder how some people can be so free during working hours.As I sit here in the cafe, there are about 13 people. 3 couples are near me, 1 pair seeming of poly/uni age so maybe that explains them. The other 2 couples are definitely of working age. Yet one laughing couple are dressed casually, guy in round neck tee and jeans, girl with nice makeup and in a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/6380418432960021864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=6380418432960021864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6380418432960021864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6380418432960021864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-work-meh.html' title='No work meh?'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-5909919257492098106</id><published>2011-06-22T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T16:48:01.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of doing nothing</title><summary type='text'>After the whole Australia trip, I decided that in the one week I have left before work starts, I don't really wanna do much. The reason being I did so much moving from town to mountain to town to state that now, being static seems especially pleasurable right now. Monday I walked up and down orchard with no aim in mind except a foot massage. Tuesday I spent the morning with Slayer and the rest of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/5909919257492098106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=5909919257492098106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5909919257492098106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5909919257492098106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/06/art-of-doing-nothing.html' title='The art of doing nothing'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-743603814696370062</id><published>2011-05-31T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:33:54.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How beautiful the night</title><summary type='text'>How beautiful the nightHow beautiful to sit here and enjoy the nightHow beautiful the peaceHow beautiful to sit in the nightTo enjoy the nightAnd be at peace with me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/743603814696370062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=743603814696370062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/743603814696370062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/743603814696370062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-beautiful-night_31.html' title='How beautiful the night'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8110506600827646449</id><published>2011-05-31T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:30:49.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How beautiful the night</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8110506600827646449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8110506600827646449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8110506600827646449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8110506600827646449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-beautiful-night.html' title='How beautiful the night'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUmtBoMV9X8/TeTRag1Ic3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6XwcXKJxcd4/s72-c/photo-749581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7352716684714084857</id><published>2011-04-30T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:20:49.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Quest for an iPad 2Ion Orchard: "Sorry, we're all sold out."Sign in front of Wheelock store: "iPad 2: Sold out"Suspicion that major retailers would be wiped out by early eager fans. Decide to try somewhere a bit more out of the way.Taka Best Denki: "We have one last set left...YES!!!!"Black, 32 GB, 3G and WIFI"But...... How about 64GB?"All sold out. That's the last set, you want?"....... Not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7352716684714084857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7352716684714084857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7352716684714084857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7352716684714084857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-quest-for-ipad-2-ion-orchard-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jZRjp6PxH0/TbrkKtRTWcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/oiQ_F9LNhoI/s72-c/photo-9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3135422019993748140</id><published>2011-04-16T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T11:26:19.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great Youtube MusicThe problem with having an iPhone that doubles as an MP3 player is that you are forever constrained by the memory space on the Phone. While I could dedicate my previous iPod to all my music, on my iPhone, my music starts to compete with my apps for memory. (Which is rapidly running out -_-!!! ) Then I discovered Youtube. Woohoo!Not that I like to watch videos of kittens sliding</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3135422019993748140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3135422019993748140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3135422019993748140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3135422019993748140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/04/great-youtube-music-problem-with-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7907238651636192654</id><published>2011-04-12T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:11:32.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had the following conversation amongst the usual posse. We found out one day that Candle's Whatsapp did not display the names of the persons typing the messages in a group chat. She could still follow the conversation, but she didn't know who was saying what. However, she said she could guess, because each person had their own distinct style when typing. Which led to an interesting game. We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7907238651636192654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7907238651636192654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7907238651636192654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7907238651636192654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-had-following-conversation-amongst.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4470860287636905946</id><published>2011-04-09T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T19:22:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I nearly thought i would die.</title><summary type='text'>Today, my friends, i went for a 10km jog. The jog was organized by PAssion card and was a practice run for the 100plus PAssion run which i had signed up for. ( Stay tuned for news on this blog if i make it through that one. ) this was my first time attempting such a distance and at some points I nearly thought I wouldn't finish it. Due to inexperience, of course I made some mistakes. First, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4470860287636905946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4470860287636905946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4470860287636905946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4470860287636905946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-nearly-thought-i-would-die.html' title='I nearly thought i would die.'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7302295188686718369</id><published>2011-04-01T07:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:11:03.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to deal with a Peishan</title><summary type='text'>Most of you know by now who 'the other woman' or 'Peishan' in my marriage is. While it is a milder vice than most what other women go through, it can still get rather irritating to see the two go at it for 1 or 2 hours. Instead of, say, quality time with his spouse. Hence the plotting brainstorming. What can a wife really do when this situation arises? Tantrums and tears will most likely irritate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7302295188686718369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7302295188686718369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7302295188686718369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7302295188686718369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-to-deal-with-peishan.html' title='How to deal with a Peishan'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-6831805689196783591</id><published>2011-03-28T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:39:00.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some friends may remember the story of the over-achieving guy I told them about. See, this guy took up running, and went for a few marathons. But he wasn't satisfied at that level. One day, he finds out about ultra-marathons and starts training for those and participating in them.Ultra marathons, btw, can be something like 100miles long. -_-!!!!! That's..... way longer than 2.4km.( If you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/6831805689196783591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=6831805689196783591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6831805689196783591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6831805689196783591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-friends-may-remember-story-of-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3150463527220544477</id><published>2011-03-26T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:25:57.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of the Beetle</title><summary type='text'>Imagine you found this old photo in your mother's old box.Imagine she tells you a story how your father used to date your mother by driving her in his Beetle to a favorite cafe. And how the date was interrupted because he had to run over when the traffic warden came.What an interesting photo it would be.



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3150463527220544477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3150463527220544477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3150463527220544477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3150463527220544477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/03/story-of-beetle.html' title='The story of the Beetle'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/TY2-cIdGj0I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/D3sqbXu-x-c/s72-c/BB_Photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4459624988582187518</id><published>2011-03-06T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T12:47:48.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We were talking last night about North Korea, and we came up with an unlikely character of a superhero. ( Ok, I admit, I did, so I take all responsibility for this crap story. ) Take our friend, Big J, well known for his cold crap. Now, one day, on tour in North Korea, he tells a joke involving the Dear Leader and a phallus which fails to amuse the North Korean soldiers accompanying the tour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4459624988582187518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4459624988582187518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4459624988582187518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4459624988582187518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-were-talking-last-night-about-north.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1001052750810045676</id><published>2011-03-05T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T09:47:58.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Newspapers? Why?We had a discussion the other day about whether we should subscribe to the newspapers in our apartment. His view was that it would be a good way to keep in touch with the news happenings and to keep on top of current affairs. This I do agree with, but I also felt that it was only on the weekends that either of us had the time and leisure to sit over a cup of coffee and read the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1001052750810045676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1001052750810045676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1001052750810045676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1001052750810045676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/03/newspapers-why-we-had-discussion-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3195950330195607321</id><published>2011-02-24T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:57:10.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad salad</title><summary type='text'>In the interest of being healthy, I eschewed all the fried stuff at the takeaway counters and tried a takeaway salad stop that my friend was eating at.They had a mix of salads and you could combine a few varieties into a tub. I chose 1 with mustard mayo, one with tuna and a hot one with tomatoes. And in order to know why I'm so unimpressed, you have to keep in mind the descriptions of the salads </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3195950330195607321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3195950330195607321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3195950330195607321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3195950330195607321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/02/bad-salad.html' title='Bad salad'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2151583373980054622</id><published>2011-02-19T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T10:36:25.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritated at being late, stupid cab drivers</title><summary type='text'>I find it incredible that I can wake up 2 hours early, leave house 1 hour early and still be late. Heres the background story: I'm supposed to go for a course today near boon lay at 9. Thinking of saving money I took mrt for half the distance and tried to flag a cab in choa chu kang.Big mistake. First, hardly any cabs at 830. I waited at the taxi stand, nothing. So I started to book a cab. At 835</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2151583373980054622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2151583373980054622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2151583373980054622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2151583373980054622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/02/irritated-at-being-late-stupid-cab.html' title='Irritated at being late, stupid cab drivers'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7950886316802213471</id><published>2011-01-29T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:57:31.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something Old, Something NewToday I knew that my master bedroom was made for sleep. In comparison, my old bedroom has windows along one length of wall, about 2m. There is lots of space for sunlight to stream in, and the old room conveniently faced a northeast direction. Even at night, headlights from the MRT depot nearby would shine in my general direction, so there was lots of 'moonlight' at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7950886316802213471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7950886316802213471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7950886316802213471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7950886316802213471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-old-something-new-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-6849234111748514548</id><published>2011-01-22T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T14:20:04.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets i have a few</title><summary type='text'>Dear friends, I regret to inform you that I may be spending much less time in your esteemed company. Be not affronted, as this is not a slight on you. Rather this is due to my reckless sentimentality. You see, I happened to make the acquaintance of another. He is one that my husband and I met while at a sale. I was captivated by him upon meeting and I could not take my eyes off him for the rest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/6849234111748514548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=6849234111748514548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6849234111748514548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6849234111748514548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/01/regrets-i-have-few.html' title='Regrets i have a few'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4260720690367913104</id><published>2011-01-22T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T11:01:27.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one's own nestToday is Saturday morning. I woke up slightly hung over from a baby shower ( ask me in person ) and after breakfast, one of the things I did was to sweep and wipe my bedroom floor.This would not be such a big thing, except to people like my mother, ( who has a highly strong opinion on my therefore lack of housekeeping skills ) and people who've seen the state of my old bedroom at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4260720690367913104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4260720690367913104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4260720690367913104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4260720690367913104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/01/ones-own-nest-today-is-saturday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1670322500529574281</id><published>2011-01-18T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:55:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Highly Intelligent Ways of Insulting PeopleAs an exercise in creativity, I decided to come up with a blog post that would be highly beneficial to most of humanity. Here then are some tips on how to insult people intelligently, enough that they may even think they are being complimented.Use scientific terms where you can- Dig up your old biology textbook and look for the scientific terms for flora</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1670322500529574281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1670322500529574281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1670322500529574281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1670322500529574281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/01/highly-intelligent-ways-of-insulting.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-76445693629184725</id><published>2011-01-10T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:59:07.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Again, another time to dust off the dusty blog... :p  It’s now fresh into 2011. What can I say was the main achievement of 2010? Oh right, I got married......  And since I’m trying to start my blogging afresh, why not I talk about married life for a while.  Ever since I got married, everyone’s one question has been “How has married life been?” ( Variations include “How’s married life?” )   Maybe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/76445693629184725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=76445693629184725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/76445693629184725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/76445693629184725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2011/01/again-another-time-to-dust-off-dusty.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-9143884969524515295</id><published>2010-12-03T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:50:42.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting married!</title><summary type='text'>Considering what a milestone this is, it seems only fitting to log it in my blog.Finally I am getting married to the first guy I dated. After all the trials and heartache and of course plenty of good times, and all the other headaches with the preparation, it's finally going to be done.And make no mistake about the trying times. I can't imagine how I managed to get through all the expectations </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/9143884969524515295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=9143884969524515295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/9143884969524515295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/9143884969524515295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/12/getting-married.html' title='Getting married!'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3065111452180475819</id><published>2010-10-17T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T13:36:33.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resort world sentosa candy candylicious singapore'/><title type='text'>'Too sweet'?</title><summary type='text'>I do not understand a particular combination of 2 words in the English language: 'Too' and 'sweet'. They make no sense to me.



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3065111452180475819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3065111452180475819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3065111452180475819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3065111452180475819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet.html' title='&amp;#39;Too sweet&amp;#39;?'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/TLqLCrpebGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/TYwD-HhZsDs/s72-c/BB_Photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8877689345811011238</id><published>2010-10-01T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T19:55:25.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish</title><summary type='text'>This is a post about rubbish, special request by my friend Yenn:O ye stinking heapI gaze upon thy rotted leaves And thy half decomposed fruitHow nature has treated theeOnce so abundantly aliveNow nothing but... Rubbish. Dedicated to my faithful fan of poetry, Yenn. (bows)



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8877689345811011238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8877689345811011238&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8877689345811011238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8877689345811011238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/10/rubbish.html' title='Rubbish'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-5594398032195340759</id><published>2010-08-15T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T01:47:05.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resort world sentosa'/><title type='text'>Resort World Sentosa</title><summary type='text'>A day at Resort World SentosaSince someone say I never blog anymore... Here are a few iPhone shots from today's trip: Now we know what he thinks... Or maybe that's us after being told to wait an hour for a table... The view as we entered the hotel from the restaurant area. Such a welcoming sight...... Even Breadtalk gets in on the act... And can you believe it, the carpark is so big we had to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/5594398032195340759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=5594398032195340759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5594398032195340759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5594398032195340759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/08/resort-world-sentosa.html' title='Resort World Sentosa'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/TGbUOC40qiI/AAAAAAAAAbo/4fOFeadEN6s/s72-c/BB_Photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1800376073768038140</id><published>2010-08-02T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:30:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny how social we all are as human beings. No matter how much people drive us nuts, we can't live without many of them.We are all born to be social creatures. It is biologically hardwired into us to rely on parents when young, socialize in our teens, get a mate, reproduce, and spend the rest of your waking life taking care of that young offspring.This biological need has been used to explain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1800376073768038140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1800376073768038140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1800376073768038140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1800376073768038140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/08/funny-how-social-we-all-are-as-human.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8903340072018579672</id><published>2010-06-23T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:58:31.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking lately about women, and our obsession with our looks.Maybe it's partly due to the influx of weight-loss advice -_-!!! I've been receiving because of the wedding. This ranges from the practical ( "eat less and exercise more" ) to downright absurd ( "5 apples a day" )And of course, comes all the advice on clothing. This colour/style will make your butt/arms/breasts/waist look fat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8903340072018579672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8903340072018579672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8903340072018579672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8903340072018579672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-been-thinking-lately-about-women.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4191605232164443614</id><published>2010-06-14T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:38:32.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What I learned from Indo: 1. I am incapable of posing for the camera. Unless it's a corny one. 2. Aunties everywhere are the same all over, they just speak different languages. 3. Always pay good money for professional work. 4. Singapore has a world class traffic system. Yes, we do. 5. People will do anything to eke out a living if they have to. 6. Humming Lady Gaga will get your mind off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4191605232164443614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4191605232164443614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4191605232164443614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4191605232164443614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-learned-from-indo-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1271661793412341201</id><published>2010-06-05T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:33:33.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been almost a month, so here's the Great Hamster Escape that happened just 2 days ago...We keep 1 other hamster in the office other than Anthony, let's call her Spidey. Spidey is a hamster with the mind of a gymnast, because for entertainment, she would start climbing up the bars of her cage, and even climb upside down on the ceiling bars.We always thought that was cute. And even on the day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1271661793412341201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1271661793412341201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1271661793412341201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1271661793412341201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-been-almost-month-so-heres-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1509013694223866996</id><published>2010-05-04T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:21:09.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't been blogging for a while... I know... Somewhere between all the work, the friends, the man, the gym... Blogging life took a serious hit... Thank god for Twitter... And after that hiatus now I have too much stuff that went on that I dunno what to blog about... -_-!!!  Ok I talk about weight first... Because for the first time in a long, long while, pple have started to comment that I have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1509013694223866996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1509013694223866996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1509013694223866996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1509013694223866996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/05/havent-been-blogging-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3515336336740163121</id><published>2010-03-07T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T12:42:53.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm still not keen on the wedding. Don't get me wrong; I want to have a marriage, yes. It is the wedding that I'm not keen about. I'm still haven't entirely reconciled myself with having to comply with so many outside expectations regarding the wedding. Recently another aspect of the guest list popped up again which brought out all the old insecurities and fears. And I went back to zero again, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3515336336740163121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3515336336740163121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3515336336740163121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3515336336740163121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-still-not-keen-on-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7466765363243611973</id><published>2010-03-07T07:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T07:59:30.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shitmydadsays: "I lost 20 pounds...How? I drank bear piss and took up fencing. How the fuck you think, son? I exercised." Original Tweet: http://ping.fm/VvbkX After my post on gym thoughts, thought this was rather funny... :p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7466765363243611973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7466765363243611973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7466765363243611973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7466765363243611973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/03/shitmydadsays-i-lost-20-pounds.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1879355943817685619</id><published>2010-03-05T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:05:00.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym thought</title><summary type='text'>Random thoughts while I was at the gym:1. I feel more energetic after a good workout. I feel like I want to dance the lamboogie, the swing or the exotic... Anything as long as I move my body a lot. 2. I hope weight went down not due to water loss... Nobody loses over 1 kg in water loss, right?3. Then again, my gym clothes can't be 1 kg lighter from last week's set, can they? 4. Doing weights </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1879355943817685619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1879355943817685619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1879355943817685619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1879355943817685619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/03/gym-thought.html' title='Gym thought'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-6933353499219681882</id><published>2010-01-08T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:57:39.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Miss ---? This is Aki.""Not feeling well today?" "Yes, I... (voice caught off in a harsh hacking cough)""Ok! I get it!""Thanks."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/6933353499219681882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=6933353499219681882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6933353499219681882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6933353499219681882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-this-is-aki.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8486716265922314688</id><published>2010-01-08T11:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:57:17.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I didn't go to work today.The reason in the morning was quite genuine. A hacking cough that made my voice almost a harsh whisper. So a last minute decision to not go.Had breakfast in an absurdly far place, then was dropped off at City Hall, supposedly to take the MRT back. Then looked around and decided, the morning was too good to waste at home.You ever seen how peaceful every place is in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8486716265922314688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8486716265922314688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8486716265922314688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8486716265922314688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-didnt-go-to-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-615941432211096506</id><published>2009-12-31T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:13:47.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The year in retrospectFor the year end blog entry, I usually take a look at the blog entry I wrote a year ago to see what has changed since then.The funny thing is, that blog entry a year ago says exactly what I could have said about this year too!Read:"The party went great, thanks to all who came, saw, and demolished the turkey ;) You guys are the reason why my mom still likes to go crazy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/615941432211096506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=615941432211096506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/615941432211096506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/615941432211096506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-in-retrospect-for-year-end-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7826056309285022679</id><published>2009-12-17T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:03:04.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And the foetuses danced all night... Ok obviously I don't mean that literally, but it was a thought that crossed my mind at Zirca on Ladies Night... One night at Clarke Quay, Krystal and I did some overdue clubbing. We headed to Zirca cos none of us had been there yet since the old MOS there had closed down. Now, the reason for the foetuses... Maybe I haven't been in a club for ages, cos the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7826056309285022679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7826056309285022679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7826056309285022679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7826056309285022679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-foetuses-danced-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-5851741250817068142</id><published>2009-12-09T09:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:39:08.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Malacca is a place with no watches, and too much food.In just 2 days, I felt as if the point of the whole trip was really about the food. Even before I went, people didn't say, "You must see this place!" but "You must try this! You must try that! You have got to eat this or you never went to Malacca!" So... the food. :) First signature dish: Peranakan food. Our lunch stop was a last minute resort</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/5851741250817068142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=5851741250817068142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5851741250817068142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5851741250817068142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/12/malacca-is-place-with-no-watches-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/Sx8CUe_QwZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8TygdROZ41c/s72-c/DSC01011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8249433971272464798</id><published>2009-12-07T08:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:17:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are the comments Yenn and I have after watching 'New Moon':"The whole point of it is to see 6 packs.""I heard a visible gasp through the audience when Jacob took off his shirt.""Before the movie even started, my head was molested by someone's butt. F**K off!""If some guy tried those lines on me, I'd want to slap him silly.""Stony faces. I've seen better acting by primary school kids.""My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8249433971272464798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8249433971272464798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8249433971272464798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8249433971272464798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/12/these-are-comments-yenn-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3670441492861689290</id><published>2009-11-15T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:34:38.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever since my first camera phone, I've been bit by the shutterbug. I've always loved photos and the taking of them. I like the idea that you could capture a moment of the past and preserve it for the future, with one press of a button. Video never had the same appeal, because firstly, of technical loading issues, and secondly, because it was the very passing moment of photography that appealed to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3670441492861689290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3670441492861689290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3670441492861689290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3670441492861689290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/11/ever-since-my-first-camera-phone-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-5594725321996141742</id><published>2009-10-29T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:40:03.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After the previous wedding rant... I think I somewhat cooled down. No throwing of rings and yelling "I've had enuff of this!" ( much to the relief of the DF I might add... ) I talked it over with people and in the end... I guess it's somewhat inevitable that the whole extended family tree would get involved in the wedding. In a way also better,  since I'd rather not have people keep feelings </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/5594725321996141742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=5594725321996141742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5594725321996141742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5594725321996141742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-previous-wedding-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2660148032206135089</id><published>2009-10-23T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:29:55.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to have a marriage, not a wedding.I know this puts me squarely out of the comprehension of 99.99% of girls in Singapore. Which girl has not planned her wedding from the start of every relationship? Which girl has not dreamed of walking down the aisle dressed in a pearly white princess gown, all eyes on her and how gorgeous she looks?Well, guess who?Helping others in their wedding did not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2660148032206135089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2660148032206135089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2660148032206135089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2660148032206135089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-to-have-marriage-not-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1128668109092946706</id><published>2009-10-18T12:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:49:56.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A short cartoon about the perils of love.... Tres cute!http://ping.fm/zoA6F</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1128668109092946706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1128668109092946706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1128668109092946706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1128668109092946706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-cartoon-about-perils-of-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-796905659164145391</id><published>2009-10-18T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:31:13.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cute video.... garbage bags sing about a song about the impact of garbage on the river.... :) http://ping.fm/ubauD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/796905659164145391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=796905659164145391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/796905659164145391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/796905659164145391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/cute-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7466280894273113483</id><published>2009-10-16T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:05:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most inappropriate Halloween costumes</title><summary type='text'>You have to wonder at the kind of douches that will wear some of these costumes. 2 weeks to Halloween! The Most Inappropriate Halloween Costumes PossibleSent from my iPod</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7466280894273113483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7466280894273113483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7466280894273113483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7466280894273113483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/most-inappropriate-halloween-costumes.html' title='Most inappropriate Halloween costumes'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-659614405853700655</id><published>2009-10-15T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:20:06.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I asked you to write ddetailed character profiles about 26 people in your office, could you do it? I just did something like that in half an hour... New record in 3 years... -_-!!! A combination of office stress and Jap tests and cravings leads to some interesting conversations between Yenn and I: We start by walking from Orchard mrt through Ion to Borders. On the way, we pass by Bread Society</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/659614405853700655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=659614405853700655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/659614405853700655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/659614405853700655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-i-asked-you-to-write-ddetailed.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3367013462079322826</id><published>2009-10-11T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T10:07:27.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now where do I find me some molten potassium chlorate? http://ping.fm/9UIKQ( note: apparently it can also be used as a disinfectant. Now where's my bottle of chlorox...? )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3367013462079322826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3367013462079322826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3367013462079322826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3367013462079322826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-where-do-i-find-me-some-molten.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1776649520178015485</id><published>2009-10-01T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:37:28.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday night I'm sitting with Yen on the rooftop of esplanade. We sip beer, eat chips and gaze at the hazy outline of the impending IR. Which of course makes me want to compose bad poetry. Now one hobby of mine that irritates the heck out of Yen is my penchant for bad poetry writing in scenic situations. Last time I gave it to her ( a musical rendition of the chuang qian ming yue guang ) I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1776649520178015485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1776649520178015485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1776649520178015485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1776649520178015485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/10/wednesday-night-im-sitting-with-yen-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4985595111974064934</id><published>2009-09-24T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:37:30.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why I don't work at homeThis is my schedule when I do work in the office:130pm - Leave for lunch230pm - Finish lunch and go back to work. Start doing work.230 - 430pm - Do main work and several items off the to-do list. Go home or for dinner without guilt.This is my schedule when I decide to bring work home:130pm - Leave work in order to finish work at home.200pm - Leave coffeeshop after short </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4985595111974064934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4985595111974064934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4985595111974064934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4985595111974064934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-i-dont-work-at-home-this-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7772168430895619652</id><published>2009-09-03T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:28:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you realized that our average attention span is getting shorter? Consider: we divide our daily hours between our work, family, friends and four cats. But we only have 24 hours a day. So how? Solution: multitask, the new skill of our generation. With us, it's become more socially acceptable to receive work calls while eating dinner, or read smses while at the gym. ( hmm, what effect does that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7772168430895619652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7772168430895619652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7772168430895619652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7772168430895619652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-you-realized-that-our-average.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2474948816910963615</id><published>2009-08-29T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:37:29.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two cars of which I have the longest memories are a Subaru WRX and a Kelisa Perdua. These cars belonged to Juls and Quetz respectively and both cars, for many, many times, brought the girls and I safely [or seemingly safely] home.Especially in the case of the Kelisa. Imagine the circus act, where the absurdly small car drives into the ring, and regurgitates a seemingly infinite number of clowns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2474948816910963615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2474948816910963615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2474948816910963615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2474948816910963615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-cars-of-which-i-have-longest.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4029462169217752034</id><published>2009-08-26T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:07:10.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One bright side of insomnia: your favourite radio station playing while every inch of your skin gets to feel how soft your newly laundered bedsheet is. When I die, this just may be my version of Heaven.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4029462169217752034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4029462169217752034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4029462169217752034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4029462169217752034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-bright-side-of-insomnia-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4833693487199143759</id><published>2009-08-26T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:04:39.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's almost 12. Stuffed with carbs and sugar I am still unable to sleep, despite an alarm set for 530am the next morning. How screwed am I? This is most irritating. When in this kind of situation one would usually lie in bed, toss, turn, plan your next vacation in vain attempts to fall into slumber. ( i got as far as to where to book the bus tour ) And yet science will tell me that such methods </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4833693487199143759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4833693487199143759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4833693487199143759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4833693487199143759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-almost-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4064481974678451433</id><published>2009-08-12T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:10:53.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My work day was spent being a dictator over lesser beings, chucking aside work that I could not do properly, and daydreaming about what to buy with my salary during a meeting.Dang, I'm getting better at this employment-shit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4064481974678451433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4064481974678451433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4064481974678451433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4064481974678451433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-work-day-was-spent-being-dictator.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8970872254964719862</id><published>2009-07-20T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:11:22.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am, thinking I should have done *some* work and I'm struggling to stay awake while waiting for some files to be backed up. -_-!!! Waiting for something to happen can be just as boring as having nothing happen at all!Came home today feeling tired, the kind of tired where you feel depleted of physical energy. Also intending to do some kind of work, but procrastinated and pushed it to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8970872254964719862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8970872254964719862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8970872254964719862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8970872254964719862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-i-am-thinking-i-should-have-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-5321547667251461704</id><published>2009-07-19T12:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:36:50.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Would that the day would never end...Due to privacy issues, and threats of death if I ever published photos without the consent of the subject, I can only offer a short photo diary of my 2 day weekend:This was a more lazy weekend, one more for lazing at the park rather than any kind of frenzied activity. The weather was hot in the morning, but eased off towards the afternoon.This was not a day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/5321547667251461704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=5321547667251461704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5321547667251461704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5321547667251461704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/would-that-day-would-never-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/SmKg6SptKPI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xBhmDPm42pA/s72-c/DSC00293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-9050735385165901369</id><published>2009-07-19T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:01:15.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No need for holidays... for nowI was remarking to several friends about how the weekends have taken on the tone of a 3 day 2 night holiday.Day 1, Friday night- Leave airport, arrive in new country, and party the night away, reveling in newfound freedom.instead- Leave workplace, arrive at dinner or drinking destination, and eat, drink and make merry the whole night, reveling in newfound </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/9050735385165901369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=9050735385165901369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/9050735385165901369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/9050735385165901369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-need-for-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4506633429097444148</id><published>2009-07-16T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:28:49.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I never thought I'd say this, but after 4 days of isolation, I'm missing my own little munchkins... sigh...I'm also missing my cubicle, my laptop, and the various other books, knick-knacks and geegaws I have on my table. I miss my hugeass bag taking up half my space on my chair. I miss my chair.And the weirdest thing is that after all this, I suspect I may be actually getting sick, but not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4506633429097444148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4506633429097444148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4506633429097444148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4506633429097444148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-never-thought-id-say-this-but-after-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-8738884047881632918</id><published>2009-07-16T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:22:05.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is another conversation between Yenn and I on Wednesday. Decide for yourselves who said what. ;)( A gesture in front of the other )"What are you doing?""Sorry, accident.""I thought you were going to touch my breasts.""Oh yea, I'm just checking that they're still there. ( waves ) Yup, they are."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/8738884047881632918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=8738884047881632918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8738884047881632918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/8738884047881632918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-is-another-conversation-between.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7169402171059613662</id><published>2009-07-14T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:26:17.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hai, I was wrong about one thing... Working away from work doesn't make it necessarily easier. In fact in some ways, it makes it harder, because of the thousand distractions around.I thought of doing this during June, because I was so sianz of being at work. The idea is for me to periodically take work out of the workplace and do it in a more comfy environment, so that I won't get so stressed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7169402171059613662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7169402171059613662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7169402171059613662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7169402171059613662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/hai-i-was-wrong-about-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1661701661622701611</id><published>2009-07-09T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:02:18.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bollywood cures allAn explanation for the title will follow... Today was just one of the days.... everything just started to fall around me.This is the lesson I learnt from the day: Never clear a bunch of work appraisals, project approvals and other assignments in the same session with your supervisor. The workload that arises, plus the mental workload that arises, is just too much.Work appraisal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1661701661622701611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1661701661622701611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1661701661622701611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1661701661622701611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/bollywood-cures-all-explanation-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7911704469761956359</id><published>2009-07-03T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:27:41.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Manifesto to Glass TrombonesWhy does it usually take a narrow and painful brush with death for society to give us the permission slip to pursue our dreams, no matter how unconventional? Why can't we do this for people who are surviving very well physically? Was just reading an article on another cancer survivor in Reader's Digest and thinking if she was not afflicted with cancer, if she had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7911704469761956359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7911704469761956359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7911704469761956359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7911704469761956359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/07/manifesto-to-glass-trombones-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2503743926846608992</id><published>2009-06-28T11:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:33:24.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Photo DiaryBefore I forget myself in the drudgery of work, here's some shots of my last 2 weeks of June:1. Went to an art exhibition where I hardly understood anything that was there. -_-! Though I did think the wall decor stickers were cute... ( 8QSam museum )2. Laid in a womb of polysthrene furniture and imagined my whole room being like this. ( Verner Panton exhibition at National Museum )3. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2503743926846608992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2503743926846608992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2503743926846608992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2503743926846608992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/photo-diary-before-i-forget-myself-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/Skbjot5MLiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/djvxr7lwAvU/s72-c/DSC00174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4819399187282598943</id><published>2009-06-24T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:35:11.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is something very twisted at the heart of the society in which we live.Firstly, over this June period, we have seen people panic and subsequently calm down over a virus that seemed worse than it actually was. But yet the preventive measures taken have left me scratching my head at times.For one, temperature taking as a precaution. Why are we still insisting on checking for high fevers, when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4819399187282598943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4819399187282598943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4819399187282598943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4819399187282598943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-is-something-very-twisted-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2401497353503742094</id><published>2009-06-19T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:04:34.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday In A Nutshell1. Mango sale: Saw a slack top that I regretfully let go last time go on sale at 50% off! Needless to say, said slack top now part of my wardrobe... :p2. Note to Clubbers: Nobody has Ladies Night on a Thursday, so any website that tells you so is woefully outdated. -_-!!!3. Conversation with friends will outweigh any diluted drinks the bars serve you.4. Slept at 1am only to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2401497353503742094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2401497353503742094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2401497353503742094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2401497353503742094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-in-nutshell-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3365567207947439063</id><published>2009-06-17T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:09:32.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How the truth gets distorted"How was your trip to Hongkong?""Great.""What did you do?""Oh... some shopping, and Jules and I went for the jacuzzi in the hotel one time."Brain hears: Jules and Yenn shared a jacuzzi."Is it?? What did you wear?""Swimming costume and he wore trunks lor."Brain hears: Juls and Yenn shared a jacuzzi half naked!"How long did you stay in the jacuzzi?""Not long. After a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3365567207947439063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3365567207947439063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3365567207947439063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3365567207947439063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-truth-gets-distorted-how-was-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-3578074782302364668</id><published>2009-06-17T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:53:35.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny thing about this holidays, it's been the most amount of time I've spent at home. I've been reading, facebooking, and er, playing a lot of online games. -_-!!! which is why for today I have to banish myself to the use of my I-touch so that I don't end up hooked to the games again. It's something like what I read in a book: you gotta have a job or at least something to keep you getting out of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/3578074782302364668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=3578074782302364668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3578074782302364668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/3578074782302364668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-thing-about-this-holidays-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-952167375975960000</id><published>2009-06-14T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:12:49.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most Strikingly Obvious Instructions for EatingMy apologies firstly for the disastrous formatting on the Time articles I posted up... I didn't realise they were going to make a mess of the tables on my blog like that... next time will be better....Anyway, as part of my June Holiday Photo Diary, here is something I saw while out for lunch with Yenn:MOF hands out little slips of paper together with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/952167375975960000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=952167375975960000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/952167375975960000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/952167375975960000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-strikingly-obvious-instructions.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/SjR4XocqMcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/sO3Y2IJlni4/s72-c/DSC00151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-1733232138007596472</id><published>2009-06-12T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:36:02.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Twitter Will Change the Way We Live</title><summary type='text'>  	 	 	 		 		 		 		 		 		 		  		 		 			 			 			 &lt;!--file:/sponsorship.html template:SponsorshipBlock2--&gt;   Powered by      			 		 		 		  		 		 * Please note, the sender's email address has not been verified. 		  		 		 		  		 		  		  		  		 		  		 		 			 			 			Most fascinating is the way Twitter can be used to update real news events in real time. So it isn't just to update people about what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/1733232138007596472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=1733232138007596472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1733232138007596472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/1733232138007596472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-twitter-will-change-way-we-live.html' title='How Twitter Will Change the Way We Live'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-5516873529401635956</id><published>2009-06-12T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:33:42.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Internet's Short Attention Span</title><summary type='text'>  	 	 	 		 		 		 		 		 		 		  		 		 			 			 			 &lt;!--file:/sponsorship.html template:SponsorshipBlock2--&gt;   Powered by      			 		 		 		  		 		 * Please note, the sender's email address has not been verified. 		  		 		 		  		 		  		  		  		 		  		 		 			 			 			Interesting.... Because the more I surf on the Internet the more I find my attention span shortening. Anybody else think the same too?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/5516873529401635956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=5516873529401635956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5516873529401635956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/5516873529401635956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/internets-short-attention-span.html' title='The Internet&apos;s Short Attention Span'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-690544474331560911</id><published>2009-06-12T09:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:18:10.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Photo DiaryIf you've been seeing the strange headlines with no text or pix attached... I've been trying to email/MMS photos from my phone, but suddenly nothing works... :( So here they are:After one shopping trip with my mother, here are the winning finalists.... ( one of them is my gym bag by the way ) She finally chose the pink one, the one that I was originally eyeing for myself...... -_-!!!I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/690544474331560911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=690544474331560911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/690544474331560911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/690544474331560911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/photo-diary-if-youve-been-seeing.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/SjGr1Ey2HjI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Deb3wa0nxPY/s72-c/DSC00142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4376212461376041148</id><published>2009-06-11T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:56:53.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After one night of shopping with my moth</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4376212461376041148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4376212461376041148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4376212461376041148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4376212461376041148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-one-night-of-shopping-with-my.html' title='After one night of shopping with my moth'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4886612998499426912</id><published>2009-06-09T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:41:58.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The first flash mob I've seen being organized in Singapore... even though it's organized by a business, and not exactly that spontaneous, still worth checking out, no?http://ping.fm/vCCZI</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4886612998499426912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4886612998499426912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4886612998499426912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4886612998499426912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-flash-mob-ive-seen-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2494985414852516093</id><published>2009-06-07T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:58:51.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got presents! Very happy :)</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2494985414852516093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2494985414852516093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2494985414852516093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2494985414852516093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-presents-very-happy.html' title='I got presents! Very happy :)'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7246925559676046875</id><published>2009-06-07T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:00:53.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Salmon Skin Exfoliation RubsIt's orange, it's fresh, it's a favourite food of mine......Yes, it's a SALMON SUSHI. [ok, it's a plush toy]I swear I wasn't about to buy this, but Yenn insisted it was 'damn cute' and a total waste if I didn't buy it, so instead she bought it for me, insisting that I will put it on at least one of my bags when I go out with her.Er, cannot imagine this on some bags lor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7246925559676046875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7246925559676046875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7246925559676046875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7246925559676046875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/salmon-skin-exfoliation-rubs-its-orange.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/Sis5HXr56hI/AAAAAAAAAYc/BLdATHvtUGg/s72-c/DSC00132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2347019980415032069</id><published>2009-06-06T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:16:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The more I grow the more I question. The more I question, the more I realize how much others don't know. And more worriedly, how much they don't care. The more I realize they don't know or care, the more I try to go against them. The more different I try to be. The more different I try to be, the more crap I get from others. The more crap I get the more miserable I get. The more miserable I get, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2347019980415032069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2347019980415032069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2347019980415032069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2347019980415032069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-i-grow-more-i-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-6118457952755229091</id><published>2009-06-06T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:01:35.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In reference to below post: After I ended my fuming, I took a shower to cool down and decided that, as undesirable as it was, the most proper thing I could do was to go to work after all. After all it wasn't a last minute notification, since the mail was sent out a week ago. And if I didn't read it then it was my fault that I only heard about it on the day itself. So I went anyway, listened to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/6118457952755229091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=6118457952755229091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6118457952755229091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6118457952755229091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-reference-to-below-post-after-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-6410383405175656979</id><published>2009-06-05T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:01:29.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now am most disgustedly sianz....I did not check my email for about a week or so and apparently my name got put down for something and I didn't know.Today, that it's supposed to take place, I receive a call from a colleague that I've been put down on it.... and I'm supposed to appear at work about an hour from now...I'm farking pissed because I want to stay as goddamned far from my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/6410383405175656979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=6410383405175656979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6410383405175656979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/6410383405175656979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/06/right-now-am-most-disgustedly-sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-187139621616852059</id><published>2009-05-31T07:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:57:49.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jeremy Monteiro and the Tang Quartet was not so aptly named, since in last night's concert, there was less tang than I thought. There was jazz and plenty of good jazz. Quet thought the saxophonist was great and I thought the trumpet was superb, and we both agreed that the 4 stringed instruments were sadly 'extra' This was quite disappointing in that aspect. The Tang Quartet are a brilliant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/187139621616852059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=187139621616852059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/187139621616852059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/187139621616852059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/jeremy-monteiro-and-tang-quartet-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2071792359403338763</id><published>2009-05-30T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:42:32.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went for a performance as part of the Singapore Arts Festival, Ruhe ( silence ) at the National Museum. It sounded interesting because it seemed to be presenting the point of history from ex-German officers during WW2.Honestly, it wasn't really what I was expecting. I was expecting something like a play, or mini play cum dialogue. Turned out to be a bit more art-farty than I thought :pWe were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2071792359403338763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2071792359403338763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2071792359403338763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2071792359403338763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-went-for-performance-as-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-369839719074827798</id><published>2009-05-23T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:43:34.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Distant Worlds: Final Fantasy concertIt started with music to stir you into battle... Music that quickened your heart and made you sit up on your seat in attention. Then it became music sweetly calming, full of peace, calm and fields of flowers. After that was music of a forgotten city, attacked by giants and trolls and left for dead, till one grownup survivor brought its people back. It was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/369839719074827798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=369839719074827798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/369839719074827798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/369839719074827798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/distant-worlds-final-fantasy-concert-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4126982367959307777</id><published>2009-05-23T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:37:05.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yenn and I met for dinner before the concert at the esplanade. "what did you order?"*points to soup*"Hey, you ordered the same soup I did. What sandwich did you get?""bacon and cheese""I got that too!"*pause* "what tea is that?""peach""me too!"*pregnant pause*"we may be hanging out too often together." "agreed. What colour underwear are you wearing?"And for the record that last line wasn't mine!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4126982367959307777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4126982367959307777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4126982367959307777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4126982367959307777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/yenn-and-i-met-for-dinner-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2920350244747173530</id><published>2009-05-09T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:08:21.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Flashback to the PastOne day, I saw a notification on Flickr that I had no Pro account, and that only the first 200 photos of my account would be shown.Because of that, I thought maybe I should delete some of the photos from the account, reasons being 1) I already had copies of those photos on my hard drives and 2) I wanted to free up space for other stuff.So I had to go into the account and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2920350244747173530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2920350244747173530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2920350244747173530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2920350244747173530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/flashback-to-past-one-day-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/32/57389630_a3d0c4494d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-615846244940342992</id><published>2009-05-09T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:50:13.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloglines - Laptop pillow</title><summary type='text'>Bloglines user boredslacker (boredslacker@gmail.com) has sent this item to you, with the following personal  message:  Either for sleepy workaholics, or for those weboholics who can't get enough of Facebook/Twitter... :p               Boing Boing                        Laptop pillow By David Pescovitz   Over at Boing Boing Gadgets, Lisa Katayama beckons me to this "laptop pillow for sleepy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/615846244940342992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=615846244940342992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/615846244940342992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/615846244940342992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/bloglines-laptop-pillow.html' title='Bloglines - Laptop pillow'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2549202194661062992</id><published>2009-05-08T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:08:43.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's see if I can post the events of the week without going into too much detail.. Did overtime on 2 days without finishing my regular work. Prepped for a presentation to the boss which could have gone far better.. but he still cleared me so not complaining too much... Have had a meeting dumped on me which clashes with a show that I bought tickets for in March. -_-!! and then dismissed by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2549202194661062992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2549202194661062992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2549202194661062992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2549202194661062992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-see-if-i-can-post-events-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-4428570456934565746</id><published>2009-05-05T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:41:17.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it should be a crime...</title><summary type='text'> Massachusetts wants to imprison people for 10 years if they take a nude photo of their over-60 spouse, even with spouse's consent Then again, maybe it should be a criminal offence if your grandparents take nude photos if each other. Especially if they post them somewhere on the Internet... Sent from my iPod</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/4428570456934565746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=4428570456934565746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4428570456934565746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/4428570456934565746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-it-should-be-crime.html' title='Maybe it should be a crime...'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-7692929168942518746</id><published>2009-05-04T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:40:18.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuking a handphone in a microwave</title><summary type='text'> Microwaving a cellphone is surprisingly cool Now what if it had been an iPhone in that microwave? Hmmm...Sent from my iPod</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/7692929168942518746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=7692929168942518746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7692929168942518746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/7692929168942518746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/nuking-handphone-in-microwave.html' title='Nuking a handphone in a microwave'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-977305747889375541</id><published>2009-05-02T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:40:18.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a pic of e new Phone... Hoping he</title><summary type='text'>Here's a pic of e new Phone... Hoping he works better than e previous one... Still tryin to get used to e operating system though...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/977305747889375541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=977305747889375541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/977305747889375541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/977305747889375541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/heres-pic-of-e-new-phone-hoping-he.html' title='Here&apos;s a pic of e new Phone... Hoping he'/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_44gHjuW7m6s/SfukgogVglI/AAAAAAAAAXw/dXvU1FfPUmU/s72-c/DSC00004-718121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948880.post-2917026337732928807</id><published>2009-05-02T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:03:50.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, I finally got myself a new phone... It's a Sony E 905 in gold... I don't often change phones but the nokia was just giving me more trouble than it was worth. How dost thou irritate me? Lemme list the ways: 1. Hanging while I am doing something innocently, say sliding it open. Perchance my slides were too rough for it. A phone has to be slid like a hockey puck across ice. 2. Refusing to read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/feeds/2917026337732928807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5948880&amp;postID=2917026337732928807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2917026337732928807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5948880/posts/default/2917026337732928807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boredslacker.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-i-finally-got-myself-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Aki Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710457731745295039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img45.photobucket.com/albums/v137/boredslacker/Gecko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
