<?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-19163053</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:22:48.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ritesh's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Ritesh Tiwari
17 Male
Singapore
Born In SGH
3 Years in Richmond Australia
About 1 year in India
13 Years in Singapore</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19163053.post-727048515833866273</id><published>2008-06-03T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:53:38.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quietly...</title><content type='html'>I sit here Quietly&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Ever so Quietly&lt;br /&gt;waiting of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O how it used to ring&lt;br /&gt;And how terrible&lt;br /&gt;it is&lt;br /&gt;That there it sits&lt;br /&gt;Quietly&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here Quietly&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here quietly&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I think to myself&lt;br /&gt;Ever so Quietly&lt;br /&gt;how Quiet my life is without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then&lt;br /&gt;I wonder…&lt;br /&gt;Why am I quiet&lt;br /&gt;Why am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I waiting?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be Quiet&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be thinking Quietly&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be waiting Quietly&lt;br /&gt;I Quietly ever so hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I sit here&lt;br /&gt;ever so Quietly&lt;br /&gt;I realise&lt;br /&gt;ever so silently&lt;br /&gt;how much&lt;br /&gt;I ever so Quietly&lt;br /&gt;want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO MORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait&lt;br /&gt;What am I saying?&lt;br /&gt;I can never Quietly forget&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I can Quietly ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cos Quietly I think&lt;br /&gt;How Quiet I am&lt;br /&gt;How Quiet I’ll be&lt;br /&gt;As I Quietly wait&lt;br /&gt;Wait for you&lt;br /&gt;to Quietly come&lt;br /&gt;into my arms&lt;br /&gt;As I quietly wait&lt;br /&gt;for us to be one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we are&lt;br /&gt;Ever so Quietly&lt;br /&gt;Quietly in each other&lt;br /&gt;And when we are&lt;br /&gt;Ever so Quietly&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall whisper to you&lt;br /&gt;Ever so Quietly&lt;br /&gt;How I Quietly&lt;br /&gt;Loved You all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ritesh Tiwari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-727048515833866273?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/727048515833866273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=727048515833866273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/727048515833866273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/727048515833866273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2008/06/quietly.html' title='Quietly...'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19163053.post-543963143156753987</id><published>2007-11-29T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T02:33:56.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladies &amp;amp; Gentleman...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Funeral Has Been &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cancelled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As it would appear, the esteemed author of &lt;em&gt;Ritesh's Blog&lt;/em&gt; (i.e &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ritesh &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Himself!!!&lt;omg&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has Returned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Prodigal Son Has Arrived(again)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whensoever the world was in need of something deep,insightful,satirical to read, he has been there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies and Gents, the world is in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;peril.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is on the brink of &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;collapse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It needs &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It needs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;insightful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; judgements of events&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It needs good old &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;satire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i'll be damned if he(&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ritesh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Himself!!&lt;omg&gt; ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does'nt give it to the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world needs &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ritesh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ritesh &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;has answered your prayers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And should be blogging once again on a screen very near you , very soon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~Blog Commentator - Hsetir Irawit~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-543963143156753987?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/543963143156753987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=543963143156753987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/543963143156753987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/543963143156753987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi.html' title='Breaking News'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-1233641926676245465</id><published>2007-08-26T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:45:37.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-1233641926676245465?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/1233641926676245465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=1233641926676245465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/1233641926676245465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/1233641926676245465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-5741687447451238871</id><published>2007-08-26T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:41:06.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found a reason to update my blog! haha</title><content type='html'>01. (the person who tagged you is) - Joanna &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is) - A school mate, a debate society junior, and above all A FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her) - Emo, friendly, poetic, hopeless romantic, toot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you) - Giving me advice.&amp; MAKING FUN OF MY PIMPLE!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you) - "U is fat" rawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will) - ... Not gona happen... Omg even the thought is scaring me! Nightmares!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be) - Be less emo?. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will) - Try to mend things back to normal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be) - Spread scandalous rumors about her?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is) - Desirable thing?? I dont know? cook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is) - Nice, she is like one of the nicest person i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. (how you think people around you will feel about you) - Kind person with a big heart. yet extremely wierd in his mannerism at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. (the characteristic you love about yourself is) - My kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. (the characteristic you hate about yourself is) - Me being wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. (the most ideal person you want to be is) - Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. (for people that care and like you, say something to them) - You like me?? r u serious?? haha Thanks! thanks for being there and giving me a reason to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Claudia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kristelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Toinkee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Khushbu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Xinyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Reuben (but alas, you haven't a blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Vann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(who is no.6 having a relationship with?) - im not sure, i hope its not that Black Barney though!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Is no.9 a male or female?) - erm....She-male??? How absolutely coincidental lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?) - I doubt they are lesbians!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What is no.2 studying?) - Econs,chem,geog,maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?) - i think after econs paper1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What kind of music does no.8 like?) - English?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.1 has any siblings?) - Ya a sis &amp; a bro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Will you woo no.3?) - ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How about no.7?) - No. Shes my cousin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Is no.4 single?) - Lol that is really a complicated qn, i myslef do not know...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What’s the surname of no.5?) - Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What’s the hobby of no.4?) - ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do no.5 and 9 get along well?) - do they knw each other?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Where is no.2 studying at?) - yjc!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Say something casual about no.1) - Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?) - EWWWW NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Where does no.9 live?) - Bishan i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What colour does no.4 like?) - Black or Green??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Are no.5 and 1 best friends?) - they dont even knoe each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.7 like no.2?) - they dont know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How did you get to know no.2?) - Haha she was one of the most enthu OGL's lol so it was hard to miss her...haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.1 have any pets?) - Poor Bak Chor died..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Is no.6 the sexiest person in the world?) - soso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-5741687447451238871?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/5741687447451238871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=5741687447451238871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/5741687447451238871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/5741687447451238871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-found-reason-to-update-my-blog-haha.html' title='I found a reason to update my blog! haha'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-2222434658506515934</id><published>2007-08-06T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:43:21.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im A Pool Boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;TABLE&gt;  &lt;TBODY&gt;  &lt;TR&gt;  &lt;TD vAlign=top width=255 height=600&gt;&lt;img border=1 src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGSDm.gif" name=thebigpicture31&gt;&lt;SPAN class=tiny&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;  &lt;TD&gt;  &lt;/TD&gt;  &lt;TD vAlign=top&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;The Poolboy&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Random Gentle Sex Dreamer (&lt;FONT shmolor=red&gt;RGSD&lt;/FONT&gt;)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;    Friendly and eager. You are &lt;B&gt;The Pool Boy&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;    A teen at heart, you anxiously move about your daily tasks, hoping, praying for a good, instant lay. You're carefree, enthusiastic, and rarely discouraged. Love is cool, but it's not for you right now. You know what is? Crotches. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;    You're a fun person in both big and small groups, and your friends trust and love you. Inside you, meanwhile, your lust is only growing. Imagine your beating heart sprouting pubic hair. Exactly. Try shaving &lt;I&gt;that&lt;/I&gt;. &lt;!--/t--&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;!-- begin exact opposite table --&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;  &lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=5 align=right bgshmolor=#bbbbbb border=0&gt;  &lt;TBODY&gt;  &lt;TR height=20&gt;  &lt;TD align=middle bgshmolor=#eeeeee&gt;&lt;SPAN class=tiny&gt;Your exact male opposite:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;The False Messiah&lt;/B&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img border=1 hspace=3 src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DBLMm_thumb.gif" vspace=7&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Deliberate Brutal Love Master &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;!-- end exact opposite table --&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;    If you're not scoring enough--which you aren't--you should adopt new strategies. Lower your standards. Be &lt;B&gt;aggressive&lt;/B&gt;. Pool Boys are often submissive and hope (desperately) sex will find &lt;I&gt;them&lt;/I&gt;. Realize that passiveness will not hook the horny girls you desire. A bolder approach and sheer repetition will. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;    When browsing OkCupid, consider both &lt;B&gt;The Dirty Little Secret (DGSM)&lt;/B&gt; and &lt;B&gt;The Playstation (RGSM)&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;!--/t--&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img border=1 src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/square.gif"&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT shmolor=red&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;ALWAYS AVOID&lt;!--/t--&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;: &lt;B&gt;The Battleaxe (DBLM)&lt;/B&gt;, &lt;B&gt;The Priss (DBLD)&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Link:  &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Online Dating Persona Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;OkCupid&lt;/b&gt; - free online dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;My profile name: : &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=Ritzy89'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ritzy89&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-2222434658506515934?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/2222434658506515934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=2222434658506515934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/2222434658506515934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/2222434658506515934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-pool-boy.html' title='Im A Pool Boy...'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19163053.post-1676762215611845092</id><published>2007-07-29T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:27:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why cant i blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why cant i blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WHY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663333;"&gt;Why do i lack the inspiration to blog?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why!!! WHy!!! WHY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I seriously dont know why i am unable to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just tried blogging on "rationality", like 5 minutes ago, and it sounded like utter crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have i lost the gift of blogging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Did i even have the gift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think its the lack of inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Even if i have inspiration, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my commitment to self cencorship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; leads me to saving some posts as drafts, without any intention of ever publishing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then again, am i just boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is my inability to blog due to me being boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am i boring? (please tell me in the comment box ^^ &gt;&gt;&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am i just too much of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;horndog&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shlong&lt;/span&gt; ( and not "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shlort&lt;/span&gt;" as some people may think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The reason why i am unable to come up with decent, clean, "user friendly" blogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then again, are my views just t0o isolated for the average &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Singaporean&lt;/span&gt; to understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is the general public in my country just too conventional to understand me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Does views of the the general &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;public&lt;/span&gt;, prevent me from expressing my own views?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Whoa&lt;/span&gt; WHoa WHOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;WAIT JUST A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DARNEDEST&lt;/span&gt; MINUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well what do you know!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have just blogged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;successfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; ON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My inability to blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;I AM BLOGGING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Your face,readers!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ritesh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tiwari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-1676762215611845092?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/1676762215611845092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=1676762215611845092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/1676762215611845092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/1676762215611845092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-cant-i-blog.html' title='Why cant i blog...'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-8743612947111720811</id><published>2007-07-03T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:06:48.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Test!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I lack the inspiration to blog.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yet, i need to update my blog.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I had however the inspiration to makeup a test.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;It is hard.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Very hard.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;MUAHAHA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lets see who really really knows me?:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/666364"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/666364/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-8743612947111720811?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/8743612947111720811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=8743612947111720811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/8743612947111720811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/8743612947111720811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-test.html' title='New Test!!!'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-7253655460769694520</id><published>2007-06-26T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T11:17:49.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am POOR {DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT SERIOUS}</title><content type='html'>I just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;REALISED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; something. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IM POOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i knew that all along, but it just hit me &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt; how poor i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These Are The &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Signs Which Showed Me How&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; POOR&lt;/span&gt; I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I live in a HDB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...for those of you who do not know what that means, HDB is what my government provides to the poor people who cant afford their own proper houses. It is basically as u say in the west, A FLAT. It is small, it is high up, it is cramped, it has too little rooms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND ABOVE ALL YOU GET TO TAKE A STINKING LIFT TO REACH IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I go to a lower end JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...Loosely defined, my jc is the place where most of the lousiest people in the country are kicked off to. I mean even the ITE, which is where all the people who havent touched a book in their lives go, get better facilities to study in! Not only am i poor, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SCHOOL IS POOR ALSO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I am Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Lets face it Girls go for guys who have either Good Looks OR Good Wallets. I have neither thus my current account ballance of relationships is (wait let me check) $0.00. Not only am i poor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;MY RELATIONSHIPS LACK A SUBSTANTIAL FUND OF EXISTENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-7253655460769694520?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/7253655460769694520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=7253655460769694520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/7253655460769694520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/7253655460769694520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-realised-something.html' title='I am POOR {DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT SERIOUS}'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-2206638805547408344</id><published>2007-06-20T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:39:34.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who truly knows me???</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/593364"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/593364/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-2206638805547408344?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/2206638805547408344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=2206638805547408344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/2206638805547408344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/2206638805547408344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/06/who-truly-knows-me.html' title='Who truly knows me???'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-8989285049435371545</id><published>2007-06-18T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:41:31.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw Thee There</title><content type='html'>I saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;sitting,smiling,serenading&lt;br /&gt;In ur own world&lt;br /&gt;I saw thee there on that rainy day&lt;br /&gt;I saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;But did thou c me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;Our eyes did meet&lt;br /&gt;And never will i&lt;br /&gt;Forget that moment&lt;br /&gt;When u unknowingly made me greet&lt;br /&gt;The endless world of&lt;br /&gt;Unrequited yet unfailable&lt;br /&gt;Affection for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it love&lt;br /&gt;Was it love&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible for 1 to love&lt;br /&gt;Even though its not possible&lt;br /&gt;Even though i know&lt;br /&gt;I know how i feel&lt;br /&gt;How for me enjoyment is no longer possible&lt;br /&gt;As long as i dont have u in my arms&lt;br /&gt;For me forgetting u is not possible&lt;br /&gt;Even though i know&lt;br /&gt;To be together wth thee&lt;br /&gt;Is not possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;That moment when&lt;br /&gt;You stared into&lt;br /&gt;My god forsaken eyes&lt;br /&gt;And tis due to this&lt;br /&gt;God forsaken time that i lost unto thee&lt;br /&gt;My heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O curse these eyes&lt;br /&gt;They dont let me&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;They forbid me from&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O curse these eyelids&lt;br /&gt;They are the very curtains&lt;br /&gt;Which Block&lt;br /&gt;O so simply&lt;br /&gt;Every image infront of me&lt;br /&gt;Yet everytime i clos them&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but see your Face&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but feel your Gaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;They saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;They say that Tis&lt;br /&gt;Is not love&lt;br /&gt;Tis is but infatuation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O curse them&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell&lt;br /&gt;Should i care&lt;br /&gt;I know myself&lt;br /&gt;I know how i feel&lt;br /&gt;How i dream&lt;br /&gt;Of that very day&lt;br /&gt;When u will come into my arms&lt;br /&gt;and There Thee shall stay&lt;br /&gt;for i will never let&lt;br /&gt;Never let Thee go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;And incase my dreams&lt;br /&gt;aint ever coming true&lt;br /&gt;i tell thee here&lt;br /&gt;Even though i know  you arent listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love y ou&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait for thee there&lt;br /&gt;There where i saw u&lt;br /&gt;On that rainy day&lt;br /&gt;There where our eyes met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait for u&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait for our&lt;br /&gt;Eyes to meet&lt;br /&gt;for our breath to meet&lt;br /&gt;for our tounge to meet&lt;br /&gt;for out skin to meet&lt;br /&gt;for us to become one&lt;br /&gt;And thus&lt;br /&gt;For our souls to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw thee there&lt;br /&gt;And i shall wait for thee&lt;br /&gt;Forever wait for thee there&lt;br /&gt;~Your Unrequited Lover~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-8989285049435371545?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/8989285049435371545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=8989285049435371545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/8989285049435371545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/8989285049435371545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-saw-thee-there.html' title='I Saw Thee There'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19163053.post-75074427449859065</id><published>2007-06-18T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:14:28.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Approximately 21 HOURS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ladies &amp; Gentleman &amp;amp; It's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are You Studying?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Approximately 21 Hours?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am supposed to be studying&lt;br /&gt;But i cant&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it this way&lt;br /&gt;We spend hours&lt;br /&gt;Days&lt;br /&gt;Weeks&lt;br /&gt;Months&lt;br /&gt;Years&lt;br /&gt;Studying for an event which will only take about 7 papers each for at most 3 bloody hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's around 21 hours to judge 12 years of education.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if i am wrong but wheres the logic in that?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to torture ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Deprive ourselves of all our fun, r&amp;amp;R, and courtship practices&lt;br /&gt;Just to get ready for these approximate 21 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are pointless, that's what i think.&lt;br /&gt;The notion that one's intellect will be judged by these approximate 21 hours still baffles me&lt;br /&gt;These 21 hours will also decide how our lives turn out in our highly competitive society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 HOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 HOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 HOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These 21 hours, will change our lives.&lt;br /&gt;That much i can say&lt;br /&gt;But why cant we study for 21 hours in proportion to the 21 hours for this paper.&lt;br /&gt;Then again why should these paper,&lt;br /&gt;dictate the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;past, future, and present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No this should not be allowed&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;strong&gt;MUST &lt;/strong&gt;not be allowed&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; BE STOPPED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This insanity&lt;br /&gt;This madness&lt;br /&gt;This inhumanity of Exams, of studying forever for these few hours of exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MUST BE STOPPED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know that here i rant in vain&lt;br /&gt;Who will listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Who will agree with me&lt;br /&gt;Even if you do listen/agree with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;What can you do???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;ZILCH&lt;br /&gt;ZERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus we The Human Race&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to be doomed&lt;br /&gt;To study endlessly in our youth&lt;br /&gt;And to attempt to showcase our "intellect"&lt;br /&gt;In these 21 HOURS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Ritesh Tiwari...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-75074427449859065?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/75074427449859065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=75074427449859065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/75074427449859065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/75074427449859065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/06/approximately-21-hours.html' title='Approximately 21 HOURS'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-1264883259550209907</id><published>2007-06-18T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T03:26:48.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now That Im Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My futlie attempt at having a blog 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;Died prematurely early last year.&lt;br /&gt;Now im backWith a better vocabulary(i think)&lt;br /&gt;and with more knowledge of what and arsehole life can be.&lt;br /&gt;Look out world here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life will never be the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For u and for me&lt;br /&gt;My life's different&lt;br /&gt;And im gona try to make your(my hypothetical readers')life too.&lt;br /&gt;As for now i really gota sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But as u &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with me.&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice&lt;br /&gt;or mourn&lt;br /&gt;As you&lt;br /&gt;Think to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;"My lifes gona change,&lt;br /&gt;Now that that &lt;em&gt;Tiwari Kid&lt;/em&gt; is blogging &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--Ritesh Tiwari...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-1264883259550209907?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/1264883259550209907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=1264883259550209907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/1264883259550209907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/1264883259550209907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-that-im-back.html' title='Now That Im Back'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-113592472600989185</id><published>2005-12-30T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:18:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Indira Gandhi International</title><content type='html'>The ticket has been booked and my train upon Prayag Raj express has beed bought, and it seems that i will once again be making my way to Indira Gandhi International. That makes my second trip in less then then a year. Well as my aunty has informed me , i am a seasoned traveler to india and need to cheperon her around( i am going wth my dad, aunty , grandmum and 2 other ppl). Well India to some of you all may bring to mind Poverty and filth( and to ppl wth this mentality please jump down a cliff) and to some an exotic distant land (even tough its around 5 hours plane ride away ..haha) but for me, its is a quasi-home like place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the itenary is somewhat like this on the 28 i will take the 9 am indian airlines flight to delhi and should reach arnd 1230 pm local time. Then we will go for some shopping and take the 9.00 pm prayag raj express train to Allahabad. We wil reach there around 7 am in the morning of the 29th. From there my aunty who lves there will pick us up and bring us over to her place and from there to Prayag... For those of you who do not know, Prayag is the ancient name of allahabad before the the muslims came, plundered and well , u get the pic. Prayag or holy merge is the name for where three of indias sacredest rivers ( Ganga Yamuna Saraswati) confluence with each other forming onegreat Ganga a.k.a Ganges river. It is a holy place for hindus and apparemtly the 29th is a very auspicious day to take a bath in the river. After that on the 29th out family friends driver from the village will come to allahabed ad pick us up to go to the village. We will leave at arnd 12 midnight to avoid traffic(Kiaso mentality of my dad) and doing that greatly increases our chance of getting caught in the winter fog and  dying(apparently my dad overlooked that..haha). Anyway by the 30th of Jan  i will be in my Village where water has to be pumped from a well and electricity comes and goes. ON the 1st of feb my dad has some prayers to do and on the 9th we will leave to tour india. From thre 9th of feb onwards onwards i do not know what the itenary is , so i will inform you of it at a later date...I however do know that on the 20th we have to be back at the village for my abnoxious cousins wedding and on the 23 is my return ticket to singapore. And after which i ave about 2-3 days till mY REULTS COME OUT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-113592472600989185?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/113592472600989185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=113592472600989185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113592472600989185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113592472600989185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-to-indira-gandhi-international.html' title='Back to Indira Gandhi International'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-113498806835093408</id><published>2005-12-19T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T18:27:48.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WASTED PAGE</title><content type='html'>Its been quite a while since my last blog. Well there werent many things that took place in these past few days to write about so i did not border. I still dont have anything to write about, but the fear of dusts accumulating in my blog has led me to write this post. This is the end of the post. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-113498806835093408?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/113498806835093408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=113498806835093408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113498806835093408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113498806835093408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2005/12/wasted-page.html' title='WASTED PAGE'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-113265259602114435</id><published>2005-11-22T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:43:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is OVER</title><content type='html'>Today at exactly 3.10 i was liberated. I have finished my O levels!!! However unlike many ppl i know i do not feel like celebrating. I do not know why tough. I guess it does not mean a big deal for me, i had approached the exams as part and parcel of life, as something important which had to be done , unkike many ppl who saw it as pergatory which they had to face even they did not want to - not to mention not prepared for. I do not know weather my approach was good and bad but all i know is that it is all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told even tough  faced it as part and parcel of life , i was still FREAKED OUT!!! There were numerous sleepless nights and anxiety breakdowns at the corner of the room rolled up like a ball crying ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried,scared and wondered how much a failure i was and then i saw the bright part of life at least t was going to finish soon and i would be free. Yet now i do not feel anything. I am bored. I am lost . I am confused what to do. and now confused what to write about. So now i bet u Adeiou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-113265259602114435?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/113265259602114435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=113265259602114435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113265259602114435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113265259602114435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-is-over.html' title='It Is OVER'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-113257784152741269</id><published>2005-11-21T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T20:57:21.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Well once again i am here on the same day. Taught of talking about exams. Seriously speaking i am totally against the idea of examinations, how can ones true inteligence be measured by 1 hour or 2 hours, like one is studying all year round all to be tested for 2 hours or less, wat if all that u studied for did not come out??? A very good example Being that of the sas excuse for a humanities hod who could not even spot one decent topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well speaking about s.s. i spent 3 fucking weeks preparing for it, every single page of the topics "supposedly" coming out was memorised, and not even one second wasted n the other topics, all to find that whatever i studied did not come out...this is thereofre not a test of inteligence but a downright fellony...if the moe of sg had a brain for all i care, they would have put some serious thiinking in their subject syllabuls and not give a large myraid of topic and boil all of it down to 3 topic for essays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway s.s was the only dissapointment of the Oz so i will say that i have no regrets especially for bio today wa so uplifting one thing about Cabridge ocntrolled exams are its practicality , they do not fluctuate and stick to a predictable plan. Evrey question is repeated in one way or another making revision more predictable and less pergatory like. However if you take one subject with moes grip stucked deeply into it like the devils control like s.s u get chaos and well crap. AS shown in the previous paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is all i can say about exams withou going and and defouling the edu system and putting myslef in any govt problems lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-113257784152741269?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/113257784152741269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=113257784152741269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113257784152741269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113257784152741269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2005/11/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-113255731163939866</id><published>2005-11-21T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T15:18:19.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Blog" Phenomenon</title><content type='html'>Hello again , well i have been bitten by the "blogger" bug. Now i can see what is the facination of this multi million user site thingi haha. It is a inbuilt human "urge" if you will say to read and tell other ppl stories about ur life, its something like the old granama theory. And with increasing modernisation, technonisation(?)  etc ,more ppl find it easier to express their thoughts, emotions thru typing(strange is it not)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind to think of it blogging is somewhat like a diary but less personal (you are not going ot say whose boobs are more sexier on a blog now, would you?) It is like mentioned before, a diary where you want to tell people wat u r thinking wat r ur toughts ur emotions etc but not personally to their face... Now i can see why those racist bloggers did what they did, they felt some urge to show their hedious side but did not know where to vent it, hence the blog. But it was still rather stupid of them to do what they did, like hello u r in singapore the bloody govt is up ur arse wherever u turn ( not even the sexpo can be carried out without thier...((protect myself sensor))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there was my rough idea of the blogign phenomenon and i know that many ppl share my view... what do u think...(i'm desperate for comments haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S TALKIng about talking here is a beautiful clip of Ms "Beauty beyond beuaty" Rai talking to Ms "most wonderful chat show host" Oprah...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WRbo6VXOCzk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WRbo6VXOCzk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-113255731163939866?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/113255731163939866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=113255731163939866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113255731163939866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113255731163939866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-phenomenon.html' title='The &quot;Blog&quot; Phenomenon'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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-19163053.post-113254252881029989</id><published>2005-11-21T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T11:16:04.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>A new page for a new life. In three days time i will finish my O levels. Fear,anxiety are words which do not begin to describe the feeling i had siting for the papers. Now with it coming to a rapid close, i stop and wonder what i have accoplished, wat i have done and wat i am going to do????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past four years in sas was fun,fucked up, exciting and boring. There were regular highs and lows(more lows then highs)- and more bastards met then i can count on one hand. Education wise i think i have accheived , compared to my dreadfully awful PSLE results my current ones are perfect. I STILL cannot believe that i got second in class for prelims, but wats the use its abouve 20 still and the only place i can go for 3 monts is MI and that is *.. so i have to decide wat to do. Slacking sound good for a while but the immediate effect of having fun while slacking will last 2-3 weeks tops after that boredom will set in and i will be one dull blob walking up and down my house like one ghost. So predicament number one, is wat i am going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two on my lists of predicaments is Grad night. What am i going to wear??? I taught of wearing this cool shirt i got in India its white and has some cool designs on the sleeves, i also taught of wearingt this coat and tie, also there is the jeans and tshirt, cant c to make my mind up tough.Anyway why am i boring you with all this crap. Altough i am open to suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now i go to go . Have to study physics and practice shading(oas) lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUREVOIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S LEAVING YOU WITh a wonderful clip to relieve you of all the crap u just read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnXy2gePg8U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnXy2gePg8U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19163053-113254252881029989?l=ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/feeds/113254252881029989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19163053&amp;postID=113254252881029989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113254252881029989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19163053/posts/default/113254252881029989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritesh-tiwari.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog'/><author><name>Ritesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08099980265684914913</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>
