<?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-8858974347318844273</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:36:54.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahahsaijsjd</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brutism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8858974347318844273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brutism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05558870042910628803</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858974347318844273.post-1326839606046613116</id><published>2008-08-06T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:49:48.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost forgot I have a blog to update. It slipped my mind. Maybe it would take me a while before I get used to this whole blogging thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarter exams are due next week. And as expected, teachers are bombarding us with projects ALL due the very Monday exam week's done and cramming isn't doing me any good (yes, doing those is considered cramming since I should be done with all my requirements now and just review for the freaking exams my freaking teachers would freaking give).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very reason why I sat here in front of my computer is to think (and type, duh) what I should place on my proposal for the Physics Investigatory Project with the hopes of finishing it tonight and submitting the final paper tomorrow but hey, look what I'm doing, ranting here as if this could actually finish all the stuff I need to do tonight. I rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, we have to prepare a 25-minute dance presentation (will serve as our quarter exam for P.E.) and all the time we've spent practicing those freaking dance routines aren't worth it. Well, at least in my case since I've actually got more important things to do than dance freaking Soulja Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my teachers are all acting like shit ("Why are you all taking my subject for granted? Don't you know that the grade I will give you is equivalent to 1/4 of your GPA?"). It's as if their subjects' requirements are the only ones we need to do and submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't told you the best part yet. WE HAVE A FREAKING TREE-PLANTING ACTIVITY SCHEDULED THIS FRIDAY JUST BEFORE EXAM WEEK. Whoopee! I'm pretty sure we'd learn more about vectors and iambic pentameters and manually solving trigonometric functions there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as much as I'd like to tell you how excited I am to plant trees, my mom's bugging me to close this browser off and get my hands working on Physics. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8858974347318844273-1326839606046613116?l=brutism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brutism.blogspot.com/feeds/1326839606046613116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8858974347318844273&amp;postID=1326839606046613116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8858974347318844273/posts/default/1326839606046613116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8858974347318844273/posts/default/1326839606046613116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brutism.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-almost-forgot-i-have-blog-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05558870042910628803</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-8858974347318844273.post-4845652979509941818</id><published>2008-08-01T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:27:41.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the only sour Cherry on your fruit stand, right?</title><content type='html'>Yes, after being away from the blogging world for 5638393 years, I'm dfntly back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my &lt;a href="http://say.whatevurr.net/"&gt;subdomain&lt;/a&gt; is still working though I haven't updated it since my first post (I can't believe I'm that lazy) but I'd use blogger now since it's a lot easier to tweak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed this. Commenting on other people's blog sites, searching for a not too good-not too bad theme like crazy, and of course, ranting like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, I'm not gonna rant now. At least, not for today. I'll save that for tomorrow since I officially declared (just this morning) today as my holiday. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope this blog would be updated &lt;em&gt;longer&lt;/em&gt; than any of my past ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Just don't mind the theme, okay? I'm too lazy to find a decent one. But what the heck, it's not like it's still your business my blog looks like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8858974347318844273-4845652979509941818?l=brutism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brutism.blogspot.com/feeds/4845652979509941818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8858974347318844273&amp;postID=4845652979509941818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8858974347318844273/posts/default/4845652979509941818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8858974347318844273/posts/default/4845652979509941818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brutism.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-only-sour-cherry-on-your-fruit-stand.html' title='I&apos;m the only sour Cherry on your fruit stand, right?'/><author><name>me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05558870042910628803</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>
