<?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-32439067</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:40:42.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer Me, This Question I Have.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-5451953883031166599</id><published>2007-07-18T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T18:33:56.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" href="http://stopbeinstupid.livejournal.com/"&gt;movedhere.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-5451953883031166599?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/5451953883031166599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=5451953883031166599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/5451953883031166599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/5451953883031166599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/07/movedhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-4241596956903631117</id><published>2007-07-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:10:10.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again, its the time of the year where i find out that i've gotten the dubious honor of last place&lt;br /&gt; in class again.&lt;br /&gt;.time to wallow in self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;its times like these when believing in yourself becomes one of the hardest tasks to take on.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda hard to pick myself up from this gargantuan hole i've fallen into.&lt;br /&gt;if there's anything i want now, it's not a lamborghini,&lt;br /&gt;but rather,&lt;br /&gt;a chance to enter university&lt;br /&gt;(ok i know this sounds freakin clichéd, but fuck, who cares.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-4241596956903631117?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/4241596956903631117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=4241596956903631117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4241596956903631117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4241596956903631117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/07/once-again-its-time-of-year-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-7546122233688635981</id><published>2007-07-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:20:15.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone give me a slap&lt;br /&gt;and tell me the a levels is 3 months away&lt;br /&gt;and that i've done nothing at all for it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-7546122233688635981?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/7546122233688635981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=7546122233688635981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/7546122233688635981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/7546122233688635981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/07/someone-give-me-slap-and-tell-me-a.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-8854275069172667935</id><published>2007-06-21T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:34:14.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/RnlyKitUHXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pipfPRMpcfQ/s1600-h/Lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/RnlyKitUHXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pipfPRMpcfQ/s400/Lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078215580278070642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fucking hate online messaging bots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, ac/dc does actually rock, you know.&lt;br /&gt;the fat dude was right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-8854275069172667935?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/8854275069172667935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=8854275069172667935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/8854275069172667935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/8854275069172667935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-fucking-hate-online-messaging-bots.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/RnlyKitUHXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pipfPRMpcfQ/s72-c/Lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-2768852734077737186</id><published>2007-06-07T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:47:05.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting my new com on saturday!&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-2768852734077737186?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/2768852734077737186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=2768852734077737186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/2768852734077737186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/2768852734077737186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-getting-my-new-com-on-saturday-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-7973063497674333186</id><published>2007-05-25T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:34:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up and saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/RlauwvC7SEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IAR2gCg44Y8/s1600-h/DSC01868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/RlauwvC7SEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IAR2gCg44Y8/s400/DSC01868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068430582937765954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/Rlaux_C7SFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rKlGmj1LTKk/s1600-h/DSC01869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/Rlaux_C7SFI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rKlGmj1LTKk/s400/DSC01869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068430604412602450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;susch a sight.&lt;br /&gt;i rarely wake up this early nowadays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;i watched mtv this morning cos i woke up too early&lt;br /&gt;heard this song&lt;br /&gt;it sounds great, especially on a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;TRAVIS - CLOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="239" width="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2y96OBTMKRRQxdnfr"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2y96OBTMKRRQxdnfr" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="239" width="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had CL B listening and GP mid year exams today. hope i do well for them, i really want to top the class in something at least once in my entire time in tpjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odac ltc's next monday. let's not screw it up please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-7973063497674333186?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/7973063497674333186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=7973063497674333186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/7973063497674333186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/7973063497674333186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/05/woke-up-and-saw-this_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MP_oTUEl0Vs/RlauwvC7SEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IAR2gCg44Y8/s72-c/DSC01868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-5422367845137325807</id><published>2007-05-21T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:07:18.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the new cafe opened in school today.&lt;br /&gt;it certainly did have a nice smell, but the taste of the food was otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to try everything in the cafe and see which food they sell is actually good.&lt;br /&gt;i had tuna pie and their ice lemon tea today.&lt;br /&gt;verdict:&lt;br /&gt;ice lemon tea - quite good&lt;br /&gt;tuna pie - sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'l try the tart tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-5422367845137325807?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/5422367845137325807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=5422367845137325807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/5422367845137325807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/5422367845137325807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-cafe-opened-in-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-4215407481261504501</id><published>2007-05-20T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:08:36.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bOqhvOMYqFw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bOqhvOMYqFw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="150" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this worthy of being proud of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-4215407481261504501?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/4215407481261504501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=4215407481261504501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4215407481261504501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4215407481261504501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-this-worthy-of-being-proud-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-4695213251578170336</id><published>2007-05-18T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:17:29.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i have a kid&lt;br /&gt;and he is intellectually disabled,&lt;br /&gt;i will cry until i go blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such is the sadness&lt;br /&gt;i felt&lt;br /&gt;when i saw these kids today.&lt;br /&gt;they're parents must have been so hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-4695213251578170336?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/4695213251578170336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=4695213251578170336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4695213251578170336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4695213251578170336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-i-have-kid-and-he-is-intellectually.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-4314673307636062377</id><published>2007-05-16T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T16:14:28.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the anguish of failing my napfa was augmented today by the fact that i've just realised after 15 hours or so that i lost my wallet on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never rains but it pours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-4314673307636062377?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/4314673307636062377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=4314673307636062377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4314673307636062377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4314673307636062377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-2328108676348244371</id><published>2007-05-15T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:32:21.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;if i had come in 2 seconds earlier for the 2.4km i would've passed my napfa.&lt;br /&gt;i aced EVERYTHING for the first time in my life in one sitting, and i had to fail the 2.4 run.&lt;br /&gt;the cost of this is 2 more months of grueling training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't deserve this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-2328108676348244371?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-891053380816548628</id><published>2007-05-14T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T13:35:15.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>napfa's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-891053380816548628?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/891053380816548628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=891053380816548628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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councillors are really bootlickers.&lt;br /&gt;when people complain on school forums or something, these councillors will come up and try to defend the school and blame us for the problems which sometimes may be not be our fault.&lt;br /&gt;hello? people are looking towards you councillors as a voice of the student body, but instead, you're actually making yourself into the voice of the teaching staff. wake up your idea la, fat bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-2283042071904233292?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/2283042071904233292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=2283042071904233292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to matchmake me with someone else, couldn't you have tried putting someone you think i like?&lt;br /&gt;or else you shouldn't even try,&lt;br /&gt;cos it pisses me off when stuff like that happens to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-3156585601611118633?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/3156585601611118633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=3156585601611118633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/3156585601611118633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/3156585601611118633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-you-try-to-matchmake-me-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-5052255180263163223</id><published>2007-04-28T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:47:53.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently i am seriously hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but do you think i care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm a cynic. i never see things in a positive light.&lt;br /&gt;if you think i'm wrong then correct me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;or else you can go fuck yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna insult you could have at least left your name, you know.&lt;br /&gt;have some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BALLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oh. wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i just remebered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;girls don't have balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-5052255180263163223?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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people, i have only $4 left for next week.&lt;br /&gt;$4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see if i can survive on that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-3117479330869308013?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/3117479330869308013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=3117479330869308013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/3117479330869308013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/3117479330869308013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/due-to-enormous-present-debts-i-owe.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-5579120830095288387</id><published>2007-04-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:52:33.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my dad is the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;he has fixed the computer table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-4548158938206412701</id><published>2007-04-24T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:14:26.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my bloody computer table broke.&lt;br /&gt;arrggh. i was leaning on the keyboard part for a while when suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;"BLAM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stupid keyboard sliding thing gave way.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;hope my dad doesn't screw me up for this.&lt;br /&gt;gulp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-4548158938206412701?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/4548158938206412701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=4548158938206412701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4548158938206412701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/4548158938206412701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-bloody-computer-table-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-9165930519131687011</id><published>2007-04-20T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:47:50.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the newspaper ran a story today on a singaporean guy who was "15 minutes away from death" or something like that. honestly, i wonder why people would care about someone who was 15 minutes away from the vtech massacre. since he was 15 minutes away, what he knew about the killings would only be as much as what we knew about it, so it's really senseless to be interviewing him. just because the dude was from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;, the papers had to interview him on the incident. its quite sad that our country is trying to sponge on every situation by telling everyone that "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WE WERE INVOLVED TOO. YOU KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;" i'm really tired of reading such news as it really doesn't make me feel proud of my country. on the contrary, i feel disgusted by the fact that we are trying to shamelessly promote ourselves as a big player in the world, which honestly, we aren't. let the people mourn for the dead. instead of writing of singapore's part in the vtech massacre, why not write up of the suffering the family and friends of the killed had to go through. that would have been much more meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-9165930519131687011?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/9165930519131687011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=9165930519131687011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/9165930519131687011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/9165930519131687011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/newspaper-ran-story-today-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-8187574465597765908</id><published>2007-04-19T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:11:00.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;i am filled with guilt every time i look at my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running at school is kinda wierd, cos you'd be like running on your own, and everyone would be like, staring at you.&lt;br /&gt;running at the gym is better. no one looks at guys in the gym.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-8187574465597765908?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/8187574465597765908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=8187574465597765908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/8187574465597765908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/8187574465597765908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-need-to-go-to-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-1193866425125880237</id><published>2007-04-19T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T21:05:44.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude.&lt;br /&gt;by now, you should've realized that you're one of the richer kids around. you're able to afford things most of us can't afford. please, spare a thought for the less well to do people around. before you start calling someone a cheapskate, put yourself in his shoes. perhaps the $1 more that you wanted to collect from him, which may have meant  little to  you, meant a lot to him. perhaps he could've used it for other stuff which is more important.  perhaps he didn't have as much money as you do to afford such unwanted stuff. whatever it is. you should just know that you ain't considered average considering the amount of allowance you get.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;think before you accuse someone of being a cheapo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it! i should get some chocolate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; its cheap &amp;amp; good! definitely much cheaper than some stupid b^%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-1193866425125880237?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/1193866425125880237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=1193866425125880237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/1193866425125880237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/1193866425125880237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-2503917042642019317</id><published>2007-04-14T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:48:49.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, whenever i hold a sharp instrument, like a penknife, or a nail, i have the urge to stab it into my eye, or use it to slash my wrist. its a horrid thing to do, but yet i keep having the urge to do so, even though my mind tells me that i shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aknifeinmyeye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pure bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-2503917042642019317?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/2503917042642019317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=2503917042642019317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/2503917042642019317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/2503917042642019317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/there-is-something-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-1692109081376332437</id><published>2007-04-13T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:04:10.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt; for project work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't really good by national standards, but i'm not complaining. (the A grade percentage in other schools are shocking compared to ours, but i won't dwell on it too much or i'll sound like a whiny ass.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i've made good in something in my first year in TPJC. i finally have my first A level exam pass ( all my other friends have 2) which is something i'm really proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda sorry for some people who didn't quite get the grades they wanted. hope they'll do in other subjects&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-1692109081376332437?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/1692109081376332437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=1692109081376332437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/1692109081376332437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/1692109081376332437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-b-for-project-work-it-isnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-1441380444382468694</id><published>2007-04-12T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:24:26.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will we perform better in our studies if we were in better schools?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a discussion on this during recess.&lt;br /&gt;some of us agreed with it, while the rest didn't. they thought that it didn't really matter which school you came from, but whether you were willing to work hard or not. we thought that if we were given a chance to be in a better school, our grades would definitely be better, with the better influence we have around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i think it all boils down to peer pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who succumb to peer pressure are often the ones who would do what their friends do. however such people only see what their friends do in school and thus mimic them throughout the day in whatever they do. but such people (the ones succumbing to peer pressure) often fail to realise that what their friends do at school, they don't do at home. for example, a playful person maybe a hardworking person at home, yet his friends do not know. so when he studies at home, his friends continue to play incessantly thinking that this is what their friend would be doing now. hence their grades suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however if the friend was hardworking (let me cite some of my friends: larry; brandon; nicholas) the peer pressure dude would then think that it is normal to be studying the whole day and hence would adopt a positive attitude towards studying. this would then be evident in their grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence i do think that its the people you choose as friends at school that really determines your academic performance. this justifies my point that being in a better school can help improve our grades. in a better school, there would be less 'slacker' kinds and more mugging people. mix  with them and you can be assured better grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends did argue on the point that if you were stupid, nothing that you do will make you smarter. that is, of course true, but if we put two equally smart and equally impressionable people in contrasting environments, the results would surely show that they'd adapt to their surroundings and behave like their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confident and healthy-ego people who never get influenced by anything but what they want to will never understand how we feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-1441380444382468694?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/1441380444382468694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=1441380444382468694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/1441380444382468694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/1441380444382468694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/will-we-perform-better-in-our-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-2633287238177714192</id><published>2007-04-11T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:44:46.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;my phone is spoilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i am devastated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-2633287238177714192?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/2633287238177714192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=2633287238177714192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/2633287238177714192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/2633287238177714192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-phone-is-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32439067.post-758742487649598431</id><published>2007-04-11T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:45:33.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;i did this test on colorgenics&lt;br /&gt;it really can judge what kind of person you are from the colors you prefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is what they said about me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;         &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; You are constantly hoping that your good fellowship and attitude and your 'love for your fellow man (or women)' will give you peace of mind. You need people - people around you to care for you and to show you that they care. It is this hope that keeps you going, the hope that makes you the type of person that indeed you are. Your own need for approval seemingly makes you always ready to help others and in exchange you seek love, warmth and understanding. You will always listen to others and you are open to new ideas which hopefully will prove fruitful and interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now there are many things in life that you require as essential to your well-being but, try as you may, something always seems to be getting in your way. A word of advice - 'keep trying' and you may be pleasantly surprised to see just how matters turn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The way things are, you feel that you are stuck in a rut and there is not much you can do about it. You feel frustrated and inhibited but if you can find a way to let yourself go, you may find that things aren't quite so bad as perhaps you thought they were. One consolation is that since you are an extremely emotional individual, with the right person you may be able to release some of that frustration and tension with some mutual tender loving care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are on tenterhooks and appear to be extremely nervous and upset. You are bored and you feel that life has far more to offer than this present day mundane existence. The way that you feel indicates that you have the need for a responsive and understanding relationship. You are prepared to follow up any opportunity which may present itself. However you are very choosy and you refuse to be swept off your feet unless integrity can proved to be 100% genuine. Therefore you are holding back, keeping your emotions in check because before you let down your guard you have to be sure. You are too trusting and you have no desire to be hurt again. You are responsive to conditions around you - but forever under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Being afraid that you may be prevented from achieving your hopes and dreams is making you anxious and nervous. As a dreamer your ideas can at times move into the realm of fantasy and you could be following that so called illusive dream.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Brrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32439067-758742487649598431?l=theisolated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/feeds/758742487649598431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32439067&amp;postID=758742487649598431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/758742487649598431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32439067/posts/default/758742487649598431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theisolated.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08415034776192650479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJFHcCRsYDY/TpiNP7Dw-RI/AAAAAAAABqg/WLlt5Hr_Qvs/s1600/images%253Fq%253Dtbn%253AANd9GcRP8QDxoaUdjJBjh8bmyXGpsTPtIahxEsQL-cs_zYRV6-NRMk31'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
