<?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-8509525499071853023</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:34:10.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the anthithesis of everything.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-5149125452886282703</id><published>2008-08-28T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:57:55.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Bitch-Slap&lt;br /&gt;You are 0% Rational, 0% Extroverted, 100% Brutal, and 0% Arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Bitch-Slap, the hallmark response of any abusive husband! You are more intuitive than others, focusing more on feelings than rational explanations, and you are also probably very brutual because you care more about yourself than the well-being of others. As all nagging wives know, brutality combined with emotion often leads to BITCH-SLAPPING, which is why you are called "The Bitch Slap". (That and because I find it amusing to accuse people of pummeling female dogs.) Your humility probably stems from insecurity, if anything, because people fond of slapping the shit out of someone in place of rational discussion are usually not humble in the way Jesus was humble. Possible sources of insecurity? A small penis, a small bank account, a small intelligence...gee, when you say "small" a lot, it stops sounding like a real word! Not only that, but you are also rather introverted, and any tendencies towards brutality you possess may also result from the fact that you bottle up your emotions and don't show them to others until you explode in rage like some sort of shaken soda can. Take it from me, it is much more rewarding to bottle beer over emotions. You can't get wasted on emotions. Aside from all my talk (and it's a lot of talk) you are probably not a VIOLENT person, just someone who is rather selfish and who makes decisions based upon emotional motives. At any rate, being a bitch-slap does not necessarily mean you will abuse your spouse (your body odor is no doubt abuse enough); it only means you are rather intuitive, uncaring toward others, brutal, introverted, and possibly insecure.&lt;br /&gt;And sorry about that body odor remark if you really are insecure. I promise that you smell like roses. Being fertilized by cow shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it less negatively: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-5149125452886282703?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5149125452886282703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=5149125452886282703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5149125452886282703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5149125452886282703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-5732841504482521239</id><published>2008-08-11T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T05:27:32.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Kenrick, remember how in the past where you wanted to be an enigma? Where pity disgusts you, self-pity even more so? Where you expected people to NOT understand? Where is that version of you, Kenrick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get rid of the weak you, my boy. It's time to be tough again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-5732841504482521239?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5732841504482521239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=5732841504482521239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5732841504482521239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5732841504482521239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-880988543571797172</id><published>2008-07-30T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:22:10.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck off</title><content type='html'>If you guys cant be bothered to find out if anything is wrong because you are too busy thinking of new ways to criticise me, bitch about me or plotting to "come down hard on me", the least you could do was leave me alone for the time being. If, in your world, people are irresponsible because they are bastards and they choose to be that way, because such people try their best to "not fulfill the basic expectations of a councillor", I apologise for letting you use me as an example to reinforce such notions of yours. But I dont want to, and dont need to, hear your "haha-i-told-you-so-s", because ive been taking so much shit that i refuse to take shit anymore, much less from the likes of you guys. Yeah, theres only one phrase for this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK OFF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-880988543571797172?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/880988543571797172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=880988543571797172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/880988543571797172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/880988543571797172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck-off.html' title='fuck off'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-3763564692133341743</id><published>2008-07-27T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:03:21.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really &amp;quot;Satan&amp;quot; at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-3763564692133341743?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3763564692133341743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=3763564692133341743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/3763564692133341743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/3763564692133341743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/tarot.html' title='Tarot.'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-7970529002416434627</id><published>2008-07-26T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T06:06:33.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B. Hussien Obama</title><content type='html'>I'm still anti-B. Hussien Obama. And this is why :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/gerard_baker/article4392846.ece"&gt;http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/gerard_baker/article4392846.ece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail the coming of the Messiah! OMG. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-7970529002416434627?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7970529002416434627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=7970529002416434627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/7970529002416434627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/7970529002416434627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/b-hussien-obama.html' title='B. Hussien Obama'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-6005257448282112491</id><published>2008-07-25T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:18:17.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Evil is bad, but without evil we wouldn't know what is good. Therefore evil must be good because it let us know what is good." How far do you agree with this statement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I love such questions. Anyway, Ive been sick for the past few days and my blocked nose and sore throat is killing me. =( Been thinking about KI independent study and reading loads of KI books for the past few days, so I came up with this moral relativist thing. Interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rachel Wong, I am going to ignore you as I promise. Hmph. You horrible girl. You horrible horrible girl. I am so sad now =( And Jobel, dont be pissed lah, I didn't mean it when I said you were an ah lian =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How could you guys do such a thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-6005257448282112491?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6005257448282112491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=6005257448282112491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6005257448282112491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6005257448282112491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/evil-is-bad-but-without-evil-we-wouldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-6962727791990797975</id><published>2008-07-20T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T09:49:31.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>depression</title><content type='html'>"It feels as though the worst of the storms of the past few months have passed. The baby steps i have taken back to normalcy have now become more confident. But the seeming calm and quiet feels unnerving. Silence is but the loudest noise of all... Is it the beginning of the end? Or is it the calm before another bigger, scarier storm? Only time will tell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time told alright. I'm losing my grip over my emotions again. One moment I'm laughing out loud, the other moment I'm screaming. Today at Popeye's (I know I'm on a diet but I needed comfort food today) I almost threw my chicken at this bunch of giggly girls because they were irritating the shit out of me. Thank god I pulled back just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world doesn't stop spinning because of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't. But I've never stop hoping. Hoping that at least someone in the world would stop to hear me. I hate the fact that my self worth depends on feeling useful and of importance to other people, but I can't help it. And God's voice is trailing off again. I'm losing faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Kenrick, WAKE UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-6962727791990797975?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6962727791990797975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=6962727791990797975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6962727791990797975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6962727791990797975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/depression.html' title='depression'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-3722749156916191384</id><published>2008-07-19T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T08:21:19.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>Since Genevieve Seraphina Ho so nicely tagged me, I decided to do this and do EoM later (okay, I’m giving excuses.)&lt;br /&gt;#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment. I think I’ll end up avoiding the person. I’m such an escapist. It’ll definitely become a permanent scar in my heart, though, I don’t take very well to betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;#2. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;That all my wishes come true? I’m greedy (:&lt;br /&gt;#3. If you could be at one place right now, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Vatican City, it’s the most beautiful place on earth in my opinion. And I feel really peaceful there, which I desperately need right now.&lt;br /&gt;#4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;I’m always confused, but never more so than in this year. Maybe I should change my answer to question 2 should be “to be less confused about what lies ahead of me”, haha.&lt;br /&gt;#5. What’s your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll point her out to you when I see her (:&lt;br /&gt;#6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone, because I think it is such a selfless act. It can hurt a lot, especially if it’s a one way thing, but hey, at least you know you CAN love, and I think that’s very important to me.&lt;br /&gt;#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;Haha I don’t really know! There’s a clash between being so enamored by that person and wanting to pull yourself away and not be trapped by the past. I guess the answer is till I learn to stop loving that person.&lt;br /&gt;#8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Pray that she will be happier being with him then being with me.&lt;br /&gt;#9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;So many, and I think the worst is that I am so confused about everything that I cannot come up with a solution to my problems.&lt;br /&gt;#10. What do you want most in life?&lt;br /&gt;More money would be nice. I feel I lack so many things now, but at least this is something that can be measured.&lt;br /&gt;#11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, managed to take my mind off stupid EoM for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;#12. How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;Helping others become more beautiful, with boob jobs, Botox, and what not. I’ll definitely not be married, though, no one would want me and I’ll probably not want anyone enough.&lt;br /&gt;#13. Who is the current most important person to you?&lt;br /&gt;The constants in my life, my mom, my sis and God.&lt;br /&gt;#14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, pretty, and very crazy. She makes me laugh. Out loud. People around me rarely do nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;#15. Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;Single but rich. I’m afraid of marriage, it fails more often then I fail my exams.&lt;br /&gt;#16. If you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I want a kitten with mittens.&lt;br /&gt;#17. What is your ideal home like?&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful cottage on the top of the hills somewhere in Europe. Yeah, I’m thinking of my retirement already and I’m 17.&lt;br /&gt;#18. What kind of person do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid, schizophrenic (with the horribler side emerging more and more often these days) and lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;#19. What do you define as a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, the bad days are “everydays”.&lt;br /&gt;#20. If you have to choose between love and friendship, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, because it gives me the security I crave (though it’s been failing me lately).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-3722749156916191384?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3722749156916191384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=3722749156916191384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/3722749156916191384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1733157322489635005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=1733157322489635005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1733157322489635005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1733157322489635005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/thanks-for-coming-whatever-your-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-1603113075440546570</id><published>2008-07-02T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:36:17.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GENEVIEVE SERAPHINA HO KAR YOKE IS EVIL AND MEAN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.                                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk i don not have loads of chins&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve CHIN i CURSE YOU WITH CHINS says:&lt;br /&gt;hurhurr&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.                                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;im not going to grow more chins!&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says: argh&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;youll turn into an egg yolk when you wake up tmr morning!&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says: muhaha&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.                    &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;all yellow and gooey and sticky&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve says:&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve says:&lt;br /&gt;gasp i pray you grow pimples that look like chins HA!&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.   &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;omg choy ah&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says: haha&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;im going to poke you and burst you so that all the yolk will splatter our tmr&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.    &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.                  &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;out*&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve says:&lt;br /&gt;omg evil shit&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve says:&lt;br /&gt;then you’ll just get more pimples and achne and look like a chin&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve says:&lt;br /&gt;a chin face&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;haha *pokes pokes&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia. &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:im going to bring a needle tmr i dont care&lt;br /&gt;schizophrenia.  &lt;br /&gt;Closing Pandora’s Box says:&lt;br /&gt;*pokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lah bully me! touch wood lah tsk tsk. i shall prepare my pimple cream first, just in case &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-1603113075440546570?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1603113075440546570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=1603113075440546570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1603113075440546570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1603113075440546570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/genevieve-seraphina-ho-kar-yoke-is-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-4669170358749990731</id><published>2008-06-29T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T06:56:15.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid years are finally over. And they have revealed my complete incompetence in my studies. And so ive decided that drastic measures will have to be taken. Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM TAKING MATH TUITION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i gotten myself into! Damn. But my math teacher is nice, so ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though the worst of the storms of the past few months have passed. The baby steps i have taken back to normalcy have now become more confident. But the seeming calm and quiet feels unnerving. Silence is but the loudest noise of all... Is it the beginning of the end? Or is it the calm before another bigger, scarier storm? Only time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-4669170358749990731?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4669170358749990731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=4669170358749990731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/4669170358749990731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/4669170358749990731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/mid-years-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-2299652051332439925</id><published>2008-06-06T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T04:14:39.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back from china</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody, I’m finally back from the land which created the Chinese language, constantly looks like a Chinese temple everywhere and where one eats “zi char” and nothing else everyday. Yupp folks, I’m back from Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this trip, I’ve gained loads of new friends! The CSE people are like super duper cool. Haha love you guys :) Learned a lot too. And no Ms Goh, I am not a menstruating PMS-y bloody neh-neh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I’ve also seemed to have lost a friend. a friend that was, and still is, extremely dear to me. has he changed? or have I changed? i was thinking that maybe the problem is that i feel that he doesn’t feel the same about me. maybe I feel unimportant to him, that i don’t matter at all in the bigger scheme of things. i probably don't actually. Kenrick, Kenrick, your neediness is once again at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever the case, it hurts, and it hurts badly. I’m not shy or afraid at all to say that it hurts, really, for it hurts because and only because he matters. Even if that sounds a bit gay (he, for one, would definitely find it to be so.) Hopefully things haven't gotten beyond salvation. I can't afford another emotional stab. Not now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-2299652051332439925?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2299652051332439925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=2299652051332439925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2299652051332439925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2299652051332439925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-from-china.html' title='back from china'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-7188662080398636977</id><published>2008-05-26T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:54:04.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Rachel</title><content type='html'>Thanks rachlim! you helped so much :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-7188662080398636977?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7188662080398636977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=7188662080398636977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/7188662080398636977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/7188662080398636977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-rachel.html' title='To Rachel'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-1484148882290642382</id><published>2008-05-24T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T05:57:15.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know what i should do to stop this increasing obsession of mine. its really unhealthy =( and its driving me insane. Nicolas should understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to like 08S32 more and more and more! like really really. though i still feel a little left out, but hey, at least now i know its my fault and not theirs. they are really nice people. really. (i know, took me long enough to realise right -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things on the agenda this june holiday: clear all my history homework during china trip. position papers for ASEAN conference (which incidentally im not going for anymore =( ) Beijing trip. studying math and history on beijing trip. studying biology, math and chem when i come back. Council stuff. Thailand shopping trip. KI. The list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some holiday huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, JONATHAN's BIRTHDAY (most importantly because if i dont say most importantly he'll kill me.) Planning already lah dont worry bro =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HAPPY BIRTHDAY GENEVIEVE SERAPHINA HO KAR YOKE. Who loves calling me Double/Triple/Quadruple/ ... Chin. You think ice-cream is it. haha. GROW UP LAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Praying hard that all goes well. For me and for the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-1484148882290642382?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1484148882290642382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=1484148882290642382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1484148882290642382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1484148882290642382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-know-what-i-should-do-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-1676459772127183458</id><published>2008-05-19T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T06:41:55.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What to gay couples do when they fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They start exchanging blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G. Thats like the funniest sick joke ive heard since the cinderella one. Hm. What a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the past. I rather be stuck in the past. as a baby. as a kindergarten-er. as a primary school kid in white sands primary. (even) as a VS boy. as an IP1 kid. as an IP 2 kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life has to go on. i came across this quote the other day: "Life is too cruel a punishment to inflict on sentient beings". makes you wonder, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-1676459772127183458?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1676459772127183458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=1676459772127183458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1676459772127183458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1676459772127183458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-to-gay-couples-do-when-they-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-2160803504116016172</id><published>2008-05-11T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T05:37:38.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Science and God &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ.' The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you believe in God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Absolutely.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure! God's good.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you good or evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Bible says I'm evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir, I would.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you're good...!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I wouldn't say that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He doesn’t, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student remains silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Er...yes,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is Satan good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student doesn't hesitate on this one. 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then where does Satan come from?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student : 'From...God...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, sir.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So who created evil?' The professor continued, 'If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without allowing the student to answer, the professor continues:'Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student: 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So who created them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. 'Who created them? There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tell me,' he continues onto another student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student's voice is confident: 'Yes, professor, I do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No sir. I've never seen Him'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir, I have not.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever actually felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yet you still believe in him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. 'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And is there such a thing as cold?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, son, there's cold too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No sir, there isn't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student begins to explain. 'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don’t have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him.This will be a good semester. 'So what point are you making, young man?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can you explain how?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student explains. 'You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?' The class breaks out into laughter. 'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelled the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I guess you'll have to take them on faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,' the student continues. 'Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor sat down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-2160803504116016172?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2160803504116016172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=2160803504116016172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2160803504116016172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2160803504116016172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/science-and-god-let-me-explain-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-5742387078097267047</id><published>2008-05-01T05:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T05:33:56.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Investiture yesterday. Confused and a little upset. Nothing more to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-5742387078097267047?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5742387078097267047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=5742387078097267047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5742387078097267047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5742387078097267047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/investiture-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-6010688154937499592</id><published>2008-04-20T03:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T03:13:43.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>god</title><content type='html'>God does everything for a reason. One may not understand why he does them right now, but it will soon be clear. Everything in His time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-6010688154937499592?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6010688154937499592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=6010688154937499592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6010688154937499592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6010688154937499592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/god.html' title='god'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-6222900966493085613</id><published>2008-03-31T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T04:33:15.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another emo post</title><content type='html'>They say misery loves company. But what does the lonely soul make of this? The one that cant even find someone to sit down and talk with. The one that wanders alone, hoping for a familiar face that never comes. Where ARE the familiar faces? It hurts to be the one left behind, to be the one which is forgotten, to be the one that finds out that he was a mere passing cloud in the lives of those whom matter to him. It hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-6222900966493085613?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6222900966493085613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=6222900966493085613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6222900966493085613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6222900966493085613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-emo-post.html' title='another emo post'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-2422935338593397736</id><published>2008-03-26T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:04:42.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness.</title><content type='html'>“I’m not sure what this could mean&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think you’re what you seem&lt;br /&gt;I do admit to myself&lt;br /&gt;That if I hurt someone else&lt;br /&gt;Then I’ll never see just what we’re meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you falling&lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for that final moment&lt;br /&gt;You’ll say the words that &lt;strong&gt;I can’t say&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-2422935338593397736?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2422935338593397736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=2422935338593397736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2422935338593397736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2422935338593397736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/sadness.html' title='sadness.'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-772125962704222267</id><published>2008-03-19T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T07:42:47.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate ******</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed at everything and everyone right now, dont piss me off furthur. Especially you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-772125962704222267?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/772125962704222267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=772125962704222267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/772125962704222267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/772125962704222267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate.html' title='i hate ******'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-7104702631709659151</id><published>2008-03-12T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T07:57:00.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outburst</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;think before you speak, for you may regret those very words that come out of your mouth the very next moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a discrepancy in abilities levels. We all have the eyes to see that. Instead of acknowledging it, however, one keeps talking about how everyone is on an equal footing. Why not bring it out in the open? Is it to prevent one from 'wasting' time on the weaker ones? To not have to correct a problem which your proclaimation renders non-existent? The hypocrisy is grating, and its driving everyone crazy. Its time to stop this nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-7104702631709659151?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7104702631709659151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=7104702631709659151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/7104702631709659151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/7104702631709659151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/outburst.html' title='outburst'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-3185556005776850497</id><published>2008-02-25T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T05:41:40.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>Smile, for the world is a beautiful place. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-3185556005776850497?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3185556005776850497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=3185556005776850497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/3185556005776850497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/3185556005776850497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/02/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-4451524105484341664</id><published>2008-02-24T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T05:17:13.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 random things</title><content type='html'>5 random things i would like to say to 5 random people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate loving you =(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love hating you =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's time you learnt to trust me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm really excited!!! haha this week's gonna be a fun week man.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you so much :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-4451524105484341664?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4451524105484341664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=4451524105484341664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/4451524105484341664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/4451524105484341664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/02/5-random-things.html' title='5 random things'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-1541774632180032523</id><published>2008-02-23T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T08:04:34.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUS</title><content type='html'>Throughout the day there were flickers of joy, of hope. Yet mostly it was misery that characterised the day. Misery and despair, those constant reminders in one's life that foresees what will be, and what, more importantly, will not be. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the NUS team btw! You guys are good lah =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-1541774632180032523?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1541774632180032523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=1541774632180032523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1541774632180032523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1541774632180032523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/02/nus.html' title='NUS'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-484805104091661880</id><published>2008-02-19T06:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T06:05:53.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>Love is but the greatest delusion of all. Haix :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-484805104091661880?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/484805104091661880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=484805104091661880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/484805104091661880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/484805104091661880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/02/love.html' title='love.'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-472556959716633884</id><published>2008-02-17T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T05:40:09.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week</title><content type='html'>Tired, but fulfilling. That kinda characterises what this week was like. Nagging worries, yet fulfilling. Filled with sadness, but still strangely fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to think anymore =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-472556959716633884?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/472556959716633884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=472556959716633884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/472556959716633884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/472556959716633884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/02/week.html' title='the week'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-6399764742929303393</id><published>2008-02-12T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T07:16:12.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hillary hillary</title><content type='html'>i havent blogged in 3 weeks cause my frigging internet has been down for 3 weeks. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i dont think i would have blogged in the past 3 weeks anyway. too whirlwind. like WHOOSH whirlwind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still caught in the whirlwind now so nothing much to say. except&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VOTE HILLARY CLINTON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done. seeya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-6399764742929303393?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6399764742929303393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=6399764742929303393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6399764742929303393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/6399764742929303393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/02/hillary-hillary.html' title='hillary hillary'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-3260146657802290735</id><published>2008-01-18T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:26:04.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OG BBQ</title><content type='html'>Ever had the feeling that your happiness was tied to someone else? It is supposed to be a most wonderful feeling. But what if you know that that person can never be a part of your life? that he or she was meant to be a mere spectator, and nothing more? that despite your best efforts, that person's heart would forever be someone else's property, even when that "someone else" keeps changing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, OG BBQ was a blast! i havent felt so happy and relaxed and high for ages! i had wished that Orientation gave me that feeling, but it never came. maybe it was just me and my everchanging mood lah. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRJCs tomorrow. I LOVE YOU ALL, K! JYJY =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-3260146657802290735?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3260146657802290735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=3260146657802290735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/3260146657802290735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/3260146657802290735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/01/og-bbq.html' title='OG BBQ'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-4316724122383717044</id><published>2008-01-11T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:27:07.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've witnessed your power to divide; now i'm witnessing it again. but don't worry, for the sins of the past will catch up with you. when that day occurs, dont you dare cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-4316724122383717044?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4316724122383717044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=4316724122383717044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/4316724122383717044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/4316724122383717044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/01/message.html' title='A message'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-5634359545264302942</id><published>2008-01-11T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T04:59:32.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts..</title><content type='html'>I've realised this over the years: there is no point feeling hurt when someone hurts you, for the person who had hurt you would never know what it feels like to be hurt in such a way. Only you yourself would remember the hurt, acutely, painfully perhaps, in all its dimensions and forms. Maybe, just maybe, with such a point of view, the world might seem a less depressing place. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-5634359545264302942?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5634359545264302942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=5634359545264302942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5634359545264302942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5634359545264302942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts..'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-2066238039854550484</id><published>2008-01-09T04:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T04:22:26.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the major problem</title><content type='html'>in my opinion, what people nowadys should grow is sympathy. no, not empathy; thats too much to ask for, really. seriously, what is wrong with everybody? you dont go tell a person whos parents are divorced that, since divorce is so widespread these days, its okay, especially when you have a warm home to go back to. you dont tell a starving person that its okay to be starving because one will never grow fat, especially when you are a 100 kg or something. grow up, seriously. or fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-2066238039854550484?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2066238039854550484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=2066238039854550484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2066238039854550484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/2066238039854550484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/01/major-problem.html' title='the major problem'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-5623505716740380901</id><published>2008-01-08T05:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T05:29:44.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>debates</title><content type='html'>Everyone's been telling me how i should give debates a shot, for example. how i should try, how i shouldn't give up. But that soft but persistant voice, that thing we call REASON, tells me that no matter how hard i try, nothing will turn out right. And that loud and equally persistant voice called FEAR doesnt help matters much either. (Though CAITLIN TAN'S voice is the loudest so far i concede. stop it lah hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite word of the year shall hence be "futility". For isn't life itself a futile struggle? =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-5623505716740380901?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5623505716740380901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=5623505716740380901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5623505716740380901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5623505716740380901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/01/debates.html' title='debates'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-5993734135030394866</id><published>2008-01-04T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T05:31:42.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation 2008</title><content type='html'>Before i begin ranting, lets just talk about about orientation in general first. As expected, people like me and my fellow classmates found it boring (this being our third), with perhaps flashes of excitement found in between (sounds like an apt description of life, aint it? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation has always been a great oppurtunity to learn more about people; this one is no different. Yet the very lesson i have learnt this year have left me nothing short of... devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be noting my observations in time to come (which may mean never, as my dear friends would very well know. haha) Lethargy binds better than the strongest of ropes, in my opinion. Would you not agree =) ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LAZY SAY LAZY LAH, TALK SO MUCH COCK -.-]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-5993734135030394866?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5993734135030394866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=5993734135030394866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5993734135030394866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/5993734135030394866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/01/orientation-2008.html' title='Orientation 2008'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8509525499071853023.post-1922430651223462443</id><published>2008-01-02T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T05:21:14.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year</title><content type='html'>I actually wanted to start this new blog on the 31 of December; I have a morbid fascination with endings, haha. Guess I was too late. Procrastination to me is suicide, for every minute wasted is a conscious step taken towards our eventual deaths, no? Seems like something that i am certainly guilty of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many, many things disturb me now. From weight problems to people thinking i'm overreacting about my weight problems to people who think i'm gay for worrying about my weight problems to... well you get the point. Yet the thing that most disturbs me is not my weight problems, people! (Cue Lemuel/Ni Ming/Jonathan screaming L.I.A.R. HAHA)It's this persistant feeling that all efforts to make the world a better place would ultimately be futile; and that is seriously getting to me... [K lah, it's the new year's fault. haha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ding dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time for my antidepressants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8509525499071853023-1922430651223462443?l=theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1922430651223462443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8509525499071853023&amp;postID=1922430651223462443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1922430651223462443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8509525499071853023/posts/default/1922430651223462443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theantithesisofeverything.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='A new year'/><author><name>oddball</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05802871186737882840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
