<?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-6420733054030623598</id><updated>2012-01-01T22:28:17.604-08:00</updated><category term='slapstick'/><category term='emo'/><category term='environment'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='Illness'/><category term='MRT'/><title type='text'>Thoughts are always random</title><subtitle type='html'>R-A-N-D-O-M</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6420733054030623598.post-6890393073049078476</id><published>2012-01-01T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:28:17.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>2012 - end of the world? beginning of my life</title><content type='html'>I've been living in Limbo, self denial, my own world. However you want to term it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been at my job for NEARLY FIVE YEARS!!!! and considering that I considered quitting after the first day... I believe that I am resilient. or am an expert procrastinator. Either way, they're good terms to describe myself - resilient and expert that is... the others can be forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the fear of the unknown. The lack of self confidence. As much as we joke about how some people have a knack for public speaking and yet actually don't say much, I envy them for their bullshit and their self-belief that they can do anything. If push comes to shove, I KNOW i have the chops.. I just don't think I do most of the time. And those bullshitters seem to get their way- though mostly I suspect its because people want to just shut them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 2012... the year where most have prophesied the world to end... is it the year I begin mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) New Job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) New Place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Blog? at least as a diary to myself - hence to blog about my past experiences and how it compares to where I am now. No one has to read it but myself but the reminders are good. and the memories... if someone else reads them and comments GOOD... then at least I can't say that I'm talking to myself. If not, I still like the idea of being able to see where I've been - before I start to lose the memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-6890393073049078476?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/6890393073049078476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-end-of-world-beginning-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/6890393073049078476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/6890393073049078476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-end-of-world-beginning-of-my-life.html' title='2012 - end of the world? beginning of my life'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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-6420733054030623598.post-2058073238276283261</id><published>2009-08-04T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T03:14:00.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRT'/><title type='text'>MRT Woes 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" size="360" face="verdana"&gt;Have you ever encountered...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smg9yTNLluI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cOnWSVnHtBQ/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 530px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smg9yTNLluI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cOnWSVnHtBQ/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361603290742888162" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever felt that exiting the train is like getting squashed like a pancake.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever felt that exiting the train is like getting a really BAD massage&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy! Do i have just the thing for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What u need is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmhBBeDeUVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DVHacfJJliU/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmhBBeDeUVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DVHacfJJliU/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361606849887883602" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ultimate-Train-Exiting-Thing &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(UTET for short)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the UTET efficiently by waving it through the door before exitting.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the crowd would part like Moses parting the red sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that doesn't work, prepare to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmhFSTGKcAI/AAAAAAAAACE/_Di8UeL9E40/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmhFSTGKcAI/AAAAAAAAACE/_Di8UeL9E40/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361611537050660866" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the UTET by gently bopping the heads of the people that are blocking your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The UTET is avaliable for just $9.99!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A small price to pay for your HAPPINESS.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't hesitate..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="250"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUY NOW!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-2058073238276283261?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/2058073238276283261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/08/mrt-woes-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/2058073238276283261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/2058073238276283261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/08/mrt-woes-3.html' title='MRT Woes 3'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smg9yTNLluI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cOnWSVnHtBQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6420733054030623598.post-2932079128004160149</id><published>2009-08-01T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:52:00.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRT'/><title type='text'>MRT woes 2</title><content type='html'>MRT Woes 2: Thinking of ways to create space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite idea of creating space in a crowded train is stacking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this, the train height is around 2m high. The average height of a singaporean male is around 1.68m and 1.58m for a girl (go google). That's around 35 cm of wasted space per person (I didn't do the maths, it's just random averaging and estimation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering that your head and neck is around 30cm, a guy's shoulder height would be around 1.4m. A girl's upper half of the body should be around 0.6m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smg0rgp6EnI/AAAAAAAAABs/vAoXA2Oi96s/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 593px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smg0rgp6EnI/AAAAAAAAABs/vAoXA2Oi96s/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361593278489301618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thus, in the 2m tall train car, a girl can sit comfortably on a guy's shoulders, taking up ONE space instead of TWO, thus clearing more space for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;One person's sacrifice is another person's gain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Naturally, for those abnormally tall singaporeans i.e. females or males above the 1.68m height, this does not apply to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;and no.... I'm not revealling how tall I am.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(PS: this is all said in jest and not meant to insult anyone...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-2932079128004160149?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/2932079128004160149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/08/mrt-woes-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/2932079128004160149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/2932079128004160149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/08/mrt-woes-2.html' title='MRT woes 2'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smg0rgp6EnI/AAAAAAAAABs/vAoXA2Oi96s/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6420733054030623598.post-3964954811537019362</id><published>2009-07-27T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:00:00.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRT'/><title type='text'>MRT woes 1</title><content type='html'>I hate &lt;font class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1248337199_0"&gt;taking the train&lt;/font&gt; when it's crowded and overpacked. I find that it brings out the worst in me, I'm normally a docile, non- violent--- that might be an understatement, I adhor violence of any kind, NORMALLY. Place me in a crowded train and someone squeezes in too close, images of pushing and shoving come to mind and I've been on the verge of carrying out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there's always things that are able to amuse or entertain me and thus, I've successfully avoided being thrown into prison for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Example for MRT woes 1: an MRT train is a magic box&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmgitFq6kQI/AAAAAAAAABU/A3Uewqsypcc/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmgitFq6kQI/AAAAAAAAABU/A3Uewqsypcc/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361573514396209410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever been in a train and squashed until u can't breath? There's not even a sliver of space to move, so much so that if ever fall asleep, u will never fall as there's ppl to cushion u on every angle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmgkGiaXFVI/AAAAAAAAABk/F9L78jv8_S4/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmgkGiaXFVI/AAAAAAAAABk/F9L78jv8_S4/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361575051119760722" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why a magic box? At the next stop, one person walks out of this sardine can and five people come in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="5"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MAGIC! There is no other explanation!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-3964954811537019362?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/3964954811537019362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/mrt-woes-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/3964954811537019362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/3964954811537019362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/mrt-woes-1.html' title='MRT woes 1'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmgitFq6kQI/AAAAAAAAABU/A3Uewqsypcc/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6420733054030623598.post-3420692827408046792</id><published>2009-07-25T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T04:22:00.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu in the H1n1 world...</title><content type='html'>I've just gotten sick. Sore throat, runny nose, blocked ear, fever... the whole sha-bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally the first thought was... SWINE FLU! Then I dismissed it with the infallible reasoning.. that can't happen to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the neighbourhood doctors' and found it fully packed with 15 people ahead of me in the queue. Being a lazy pig normally, couple that with being unwell, I found a seat and just planted my fat ass there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour and a half later, I finally got my turn to talk to the elusive doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the doc did the usual, he checked my temp, he looked into my ear, he looked into my throat, he listened to my breathing, then he started scribbling on his notepad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, he crossed out a medicine he had written down and wrote another one down.&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOWED BY, crossing out another medicine and writing a different one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time, I was severely perplexed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he looked up and said,&lt;br /&gt;"You have very. very slight wheezing in your right lung and that's a symptom of influenza, i.e. swine flu. So we need to be careful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for my initial infallible reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, he  let me go with some medicines and advised that I should return if I still had a fever in three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. my fever cleared after taking the first tablets after lunch.... I THINK (see previous post).&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, I used my thermometer. I even read the instructions on where under my tongue I should place the thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But naturally, I sat down and thought about how many people I could have affected unknowingly if I really had swine flu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; The people at home (who are all healthy at the moment)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The people in my office, let's just limit it to the people on my floor.. so around 50?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The people in my MRT carriage... I normally take it to work, so let's say, 100 per trip? So assuming 4 trips, 400.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The people I pass when I go and buy lunch/walk home. Let's place that at a conservative 50.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's at least 500 people.&lt;br /&gt;These 500 people would meet other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I hope people are aware that h1n1 is like any other flu and most people can recover from it without any medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ostracise me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-3420692827408046792?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/3420692827408046792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-in-h1n1-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/3420692827408046792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/3420692827408046792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-in-h1n1-world.html' title='Flu in the H1n1 world...'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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-6420733054030623598.post-2916103692247797750</id><published>2009-07-24T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T05:33:54.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illness'/><title type='text'>Feed a cold, Starve a Fever</title><content type='html'>Has anyone heard of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been scientific research that the old saying might be true.... due to various immune responses to fasting/eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you have a cold &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;a fever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-2916103692247797750?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/2916103692247797750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/feed-cold-starve-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/2916103692247797750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/2916103692247797750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/feed-cold-starve-fever.html' title='Feed a cold, Starve a Fever'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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-6420733054030623598.post-5336148983430438268</id><published>2009-07-24T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T04:49:15.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illness'/><title type='text'>Fever till you sizzle.... what a lovely way to burn</title><content type='html'>I spent the day touching my forehead, trying to figure out if I was having a fever or not. I have a thermometer.. but if I don't feel feverish, I didn't really see a point of sticking it into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, everytime I thought I had a fever and stuck it in my mouth, it read 36.9.... when i thought my fever had died down, it read 37.5....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like other issues in my life, I discussed it with my good friend(GdF) on MSN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: You know, I've been thinking that I can't really tell if I have a fever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GdF: Cos you're not a thermometer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Ahh.. that's a good reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. why didn't I think of that! Must be the fever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEVER! Fever started long ago....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-5336148983430438268?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/5336148983430438268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/fever-till-you-sizzle-what-lovely-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/5336148983430438268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/5336148983430438268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/fever-till-you-sizzle-what-lovely-way.html' title='Fever till you sizzle.... what a lovely way to burn'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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-6420733054030623598.post-7235787162925079498</id><published>2009-07-22T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:02:44.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slapstick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><title type='text'>Lights Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smfvm1gyzyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G0M4MCk4wlo/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smfvm1gyzyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G0M4MCk4wlo/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517331886559010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Singapore has been trying to get people to save the earth by participating in Earth Hour, organising contests whereby the contestants stay in a room for a day to compete who uses the least amount of electricity and not forgetting the usual way, whereby they place posters everywhere and advice its citizens on how to conserve electricity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My question is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAS IT WORKED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best answer would be... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MAYBE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Young kids are definately being influenced by the various government campaigns - like all other campaigns that are being held by them. But how about the older generation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Personally, I think that the whole energy saving thing is missing out on one key area. For example, I have a couple of neighbours that leave their outdoor lights on throughout the night. (And yes, I know this cos its irritating me cos I can't sleep properly due to light shining into my eyes---- eh... it's important! there have been studies that people grow taller/ sleep better if they sleep in total darkness. Not to forget, if I can't fall asleep with my curtains slightly open, I won't be able to get woken up by sunlight streaming into my room!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, instead of advocating that people sleep without air-con or to switch their lights off for an hour during one day a year, perhaps the idea should be to advocate to turn off lights that don't affect how they live their lives. For example, if they switch off their outdoor lights, it doesn't affect how they live their daily lives at all AND it'll cut down their electricity bill. Not to mention, assuming that the lights are switch on between 11pm to 6am (a total of around 7 hours) and its being carried out 365 days a year, that's a total of 2555 hours. That's around 1,200 houses switching off their lights for an hour a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I think that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;DEFINATELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; an area that should be explored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Mainly for the basic reason, that its easier to convince people to give up something if it doesn't affect their daily lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's like telling a non-smoker to give up smoking... SURE! where do I sign up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smf4tuIYgrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B5LJd76ByOA/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smf4tuIYgrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B5LJd76ByOA/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361527345768858290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On a seperate note, I've been trying to figure out WHY someone would leave their outdoor lights on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There are two conclusions that I arrived at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1)They're leaving their lights on for their pets outside (but I think they don't have one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smf8h7oL2VI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aBU30uemruk/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 489px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smf8h7oL2VI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aBU30uemruk/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361531541279988050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Judging from Garfield and Snoopy, Pets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sleep with their eyes closed too. Thus, why would they want lights shining in their eyes too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) They think leaving their lights on is a good burglar prevention tool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Somehow, I keep imagining that leaving the lights OFF actually would be a better prevention tool due to the fact that, there would be no residual lights filtering in from the outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The burglar could stub his toe in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smf_Gpw7qMI/AAAAAAAAABE/r_wzxPW_fG8/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smf_Gpw7qMI/AAAAAAAAABE/r_wzxPW_fG8/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361534371163252930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The lights from the torchlight he is using might accidentally alert someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmgDajLzMXI/AAAAAAAAABM/zfbCosoX7Ko/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/SmgDajLzMXI/AAAAAAAAABM/zfbCosoX7Ko/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361539111040790898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If the burglar had infra-red googles, etc... then... I have nothing else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But in short, I think you probably get my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In conclusion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWITCH OFF YOUR OUTDOOR LIGHT SO I CAN SLEEP AND GROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6420733054030623598-7235787162925079498?l=makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/feeds/7235787162925079498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/lights-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/7235787162925079498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6420733054030623598/posts/default/7235787162925079498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makelikeabananaandsplit.blogspot.com/2009/07/lights-out.html' title='Lights Out!'/><author><name>time to split</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14261237576728972002</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s6pH5jyCFa4/Smfvm1gyzyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G0M4MCk4wlo/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
