<?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-6320554182308827098</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:22:52.228+07:00</updated><title type='text'>vivre sa vie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-3291941550128548349</id><published>2009-03-27T13:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:41:57.167+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm enjoying</title><content type='html'>how quick time is passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I embark on my first holiday this year in about&lt;br /&gt;6 days / 165 hours / 9944 minutes / 596650 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I CANT FUCKING WAIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-3291941550128548349?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/3291941550128548349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=3291941550128548349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/3291941550128548349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/3291941550128548349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-enjoying.html' title='I&apos;m enjoying'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-7131868963095176411</id><published>2009-03-01T23:39:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:44:39.729+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did something</title><content type='html'>quite weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the 'MY DESTINED DEBUT ALBUM' thing on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the instructions for getting you your first album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Open http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&lt;br /&gt;The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;br /&gt;(alternatively, if the first article you hit is short, hit Random Article two more times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Open http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3&lt;br /&gt;The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Open http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days&lt;br /&gt;Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Use photoshop/paint or similar to put it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And presto, heres mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIetB5cPLbg/Saq6xSuk99I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aljGCJ9bmBs/s1600-h/albumcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIetB5cPLbg/Saq6xSuk99I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aljGCJ9bmBs/s320/albumcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308260466813106130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took the time and liberty to make up songs for my, mind you, GRAMMY winning album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIetB5cPLbg/Saq6_XEHSKI/AAAAAAAAACE/q7l3kIzAIX0/s1600-h/albumcover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIetB5cPLbg/Saq6_XEHSKI/AAAAAAAAACE/q7l3kIzAIX0/s320/albumcover2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308260708495345826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab it soon, or you are goin DOWN BITCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-7131868963095176411?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/7131868963095176411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=7131868963095176411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/7131868963095176411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/7131868963095176411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-something.html' title='Did something'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIetB5cPLbg/Saq6xSuk99I/AAAAAAAAAB8/aljGCJ9bmBs/s72-c/albumcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-5242389659512671362</id><published>2009-02-23T17:17:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:47:56.156+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the Oscars!</title><content type='html'>I've never really given two hoots about the Oscars, but as I awaited for AR Rahman (big fan of his music) to win his first oscar, I got hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Penelope Cruz's touching speech about the Oscars being a platform for worldwide art unity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teared up watching the Ledger family accept the much deserving Best supporting actor Oscar on Heath Ledger's behalf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled when Kate Winslet told her dad to whistle out loud because she didn't know where he was sitting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed at Tina Fey and Steve Martin's classy dig at Scientology,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marvelled at how the Academy got a bunch of previous Academy award winners for each category to speak a bit about each nominee (greats like Sophia Lauren, Whoopi Goldberg, Michael Douglass, Angelica Houston, Marion Cotillard, Kevin Kline, Christopher Walken etc.). All of them quite humbly and genuinely spoke about how marvelous each actor has been in the movie they were nominated for and some even went on to compliment them as human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly unique oscar experience it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/media/ALeqM5hjnw4JfNAAVkq3SRbASEccHGtj-g?size=m"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 222px;" src="http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/media/ALeqM5hjnw4JfNAAVkq3SRbASEccHGtj-g?size=m" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'll excuse me, I'm heading to my bathroom to practice my Oscar speech for Best Director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its going to be my toothpaste tube, not my shampoo bottle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-5242389659512671362?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/5242389659512671362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=5242389659512671362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5242389659512671362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5242389659512671362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-oscars.html' title='I love the Oscars!'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-4361719892337290013</id><published>2009-02-16T16:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:46:09.095+07:00</updated><title type='text'>CALL YOUR SUPERVISOR NOW, CALL CALL CALL YOUR SUPERVISOOOORRRR!</title><content type='html'>Please view the whole thing, I'm certain you shan't regret it. &lt;br /&gt;Very informative in regards to how Malaysians.. umm.. complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ORhAiDlh6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ORhAiDlh6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aVmvISbeDo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aVmvISbeDo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u69ihq0UJvs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u69ihq0UJvs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you don't know what Astro is, its the Starhub cable of Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-4361719892337290013?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/4361719892337290013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=4361719892337290013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4361719892337290013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4361719892337290013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/02/call-your-supervisor-now-call-call-call.html' title='CALL YOUR SUPERVISOR NOW, CALL CALL CALL YOUR SUPERVISOOOORRRR!'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-6535705360132589072</id><published>2009-02-12T13:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:56:08.613+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I usually</title><content type='html'>get inspired by a lot of things. Sometimes I hear a piece of music, can be any kind, and I have this sudden feeling like 'shit, this is really fucking awesome'. Most of the time however, I get inspired by something I watch. As many of you know, I watch all kinds of stuff. Regardless of language, medium or genre, I just love watching anything on TV or anything on film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dramabeans.com/wp-content/images/drama1/jumong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 540px;" src="http://www.dramabeans.com/wp-content/images/drama1/jumong1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching this 81 episode long Korean drama called 'Jumong' last night and till now I can't stop thinking about it. Its a period drama, set in BC and its about the life of a famous emperor, showing his trials and tribulations from the time he was a teenager up till the time he formed his own kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dramabeans.com/wp-content/images/drama1/jumong5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 339px;" src="http://www.dramabeans.com/wp-content/images/drama1/jumong5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many aspects of the drama fascinated me. The grand scale, the fighting sequences, the costumes, the acting, the background music, the dialogues. I mean technically, it is such a perfect drama.&lt;br /&gt;But what really inspires me about Jumong is how the team of writers managed to sustain the interest of the audience for over 81 hours (yes, each episode is 1 hr and 10 mins). Thats like watching 60 movies! I just can't imagine the amount of scenes and dialogues they had to write, making one different from the other yet keeping within the style of the drama. And throughout all this, making it interesting enough for the audience and not making it sappy and cheesy like other korean dramas. NOW THAT IS TOUGH SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/5997/jumong1ze1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 705px; height: 550px;" src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/5997/jumong1ze1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop raving about the drama. Its worthy of all the accolades and top ratings its received, in every country its been screened in. And although I was cursing myself for paying USD 250 for the complete DVD collection, I can now smile because I know its worth every benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely recommended!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-6535705360132589072?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/6535705360132589072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=6535705360132589072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/6535705360132589072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/6535705360132589072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspiration.html' title='I usually'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-4413060661917578463</id><published>2009-01-30T14:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:20:13.044+07:00</updated><title type='text'>How can anyone not love this show?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-YM411KGVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-YM411KGVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate combination of beautiful women, beautiful shots, beautiful editing and of course beautiful underwear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-4413060661917578463?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/4413060661917578463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=4413060661917578463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4413060661917578463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4413060661917578463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-can-anyone-not-love-this-show.html' title='How can anyone not love this show?'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-3631678032546755706</id><published>2009-01-28T15:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:11:10.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the new year greetings, its been a month already.</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the new layout and colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow got bored of blogging, had nothing much to say hence the MIA-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to watch a Thai comedy, simply love them. Nowadays their slightly less senseless and much more entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.majorcineplex.com/resource_images/content_poster/images/746_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.majorcineplex.com/resource_images/content_poster/images/746_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was about a gangster who gets released from jail and goes to take revenge. He finds his old gangster comrades who are such funny characters, they really complemented each other.&lt;br /&gt;One of the funniest characters was the monk who got brought into the whole fight between the gangster and the person he was after.&lt;br /&gt;funny stuff !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, I can't wait for the day I can make a movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-3631678032546755706?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/3631678032546755706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=3631678032546755706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/3631678032546755706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/3631678032546755706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/01/stop-new-year-greetings-its-been-month.html' title='Stop the new year greetings, its been a month already.'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-4797716754076777924</id><published>2009-01-27T16:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:08:28.552+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>is change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this looks good, considering I took 15 mins to change it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-4797716754076777924?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/4797716754076777924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=4797716754076777924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4797716754076777924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4797716754076777924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2009/01/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-8433762059721380337</id><published>2008-10-06T15:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:19:09.155+07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the countdown begins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;10 more days..&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/6320554182308827098-8433762059721380337?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/8433762059721380337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Its been a month since I've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Its been quite a busy month actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week was preparing for the trip to NY. We left on the 10th of Sept, by All Nippon Airways, so had to via Narita Airport which I absolutely love. They have the best unagi (grilled eel) and rice there and somehow their Starbucks tastes a tad better than normal.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to shop there though. ooh! the Mc'D there has a really awesome ebi burger. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, once I was so excited to eat unagi and rice when I was in Narita. But I also wanted to pack a burger to eat in the plane (13 hours on a plane and only 2 meals?? you need more food, trust me). &lt;br /&gt;So I stopped at Mc'D and the first thing I said was, "Unagi burger, Ikura desuka!" which means can I have an unagi burger. The lady started giggling like a school girl who was doing it for the first time, while covering her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the trip was done and we were heading back on the 15th from NY. I managed to meet my friend John (who's a Singaporean studying in NY) for dinner. We had Mediterranean at &lt;a href="http://www.pylosrestaurant.com/"&gt;Pylos&lt;/a&gt; which was quite nice. The appetizers were way better than the main though.&lt;br /&gt;I really love New York. I always try to refrain from being there too long because I'm scared I'll want to stay there forever. Its not so much the sights and sounds but the city culture itself. Its like the place has its own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did learn something from this trip, that the worst combination ever is flu + jet lag. I had a terrible sore throat onboard and I kept drinking hot green tea, which helped sooth my throat. On the contrary, it was not quite soothing for the stewardess as I was ordering green tea every 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the flight it looked as if she was going to poison me with her extremely bland Onigiri. But it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;I must commend some of the stewardesses of ANA. Even though the passengers don't even look at their faces or answer them properly, they still retain a smile on their face, like their actually enjoying it. I don't think they smile as much during sex as much as they were smiling onboard the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, cold turned into flu, flu into fever, fever into 2 days off from work. &lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it was all goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so time passes by and its about to reach October. I really can't wait for my trip.. It seems like yesterday when I thought, 'Fuck, 3 months more till I come to Singapore'. &lt;br /&gt;From this friday, its only 2 weeks away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOUU SINGAPOREEEE! BUT I MISS MY FRIENDS MORE!! way wayy WAYY more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-4464054389584757087?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/4464054389584757087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=4464054389584757087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4464054389584757087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4464054389584757087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-8052216706124379534</id><published>2008-08-27T19:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:53:30.506+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodies from Good Ol' UK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/foood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister just got back from UK and she bought all these awesome looking snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, there goes my diet plan. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-8052216706124379534?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/8052216706124379534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=8052216706124379534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/8052216706124379534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/8052216706124379534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodies-from-good-ol-uk.html' title='Goodies from Good Ol&apos; UK!'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-5360381453187499406</id><published>2008-08-26T15:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:31:56.821+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, this looks weird.</title><content type='html'>But it looks REALLY comfortable! &lt;br /&gt;look at the guy, probably having the sleep of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.magellans.com/mitcus/Images/products/main/IF383_dt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is designed to fit snugly around your neck so that your head will not tip very much. So, when you let your chin fall forward or to the side, your head won't tip but your double-chins might bulge out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry - the cabin lights will most likely be out anyway, and other passengers will probably be more interested in watching their movies than a double chin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-5360381453187499406?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/5360381453187499406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=5360381453187499406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5360381453187499406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5360381453187499406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-this-looks-weird.html' title='I know, this looks weird.'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-6949202236582960696</id><published>2008-08-19T14:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:32:51.765+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok just another one.</title><content type='html'>Like hearing Chinese struggle to speak English? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this theatrical trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBFEgMqhOs4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBFEgMqhOs4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/6320554182308827098-6949202236582960696?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/6949202236582960696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=6949202236582960696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/6949202236582960696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/6949202236582960696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-just-another-one.html' title='ok just another one.'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-638541148504513782</id><published>2008-08-19T11:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:11:07.881+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know</title><content type='html'>I'm posting a lot of videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is downright funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoTqRQ29Od8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoTqRQ29Od8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans are extremely boliao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-638541148504513782?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/638541148504513782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=638541148504513782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/638541148504513782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/638541148504513782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know.html' title='I Know'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-5078821445968675719</id><published>2008-08-09T15:48:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:13:18.737+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Performances aboard the Mass Rapid Transit</title><content type='html'>I bet some of you didn't know what MRT stands for.. unless I'm underestimating Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw this on a friend's (Keng) blog and thought its quite an insightful view on how Indians don't sit quiet after being provoked (Provoked is incidentally the name of a movie where an Indian wife gets beaten up by her husband and she ends up burning him to death. Interesting concept, bad execution).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9h-uVThKygo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9h-uVThKygo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame her for going all ape on the chinese woman, because she meant well for the Malay couple who skidooched after hearing the Indian aunty's voice frequency rising by the second. I noticed how typical Indians are through this tet à tet. Some of the things she said actually sounded familiar, like I've heard my crazy aunty scream and move her hands in a similar way once. Come to think of it, she was wearing something pink too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performer up next is someone quite special. She practices her dance steps on the move. &lt;br /&gt;It would have been funny if it was an advertisement for Senheiser earphones or something, where upon seeing her dance, other people around would start dancing too. But this is Singapore. and its the MRT. So, its a tad freaky woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jkMIkcuV_pM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jkMIkcuV_pM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To relate a few personal experiences of mine, while traveling to camp (from Paya Lebar to Clementi, EVERY WEEKDAY), there was this school girl who got on between Bugis and Outram Park, quite young with short hair. She used to hold her hands up in a clawing position with a big smile and enlarged eyes and look at the people around like they were huge pieces of candy and like she was about to pounce on one of them. &lt;br /&gt;Then she would suddenly stop and start singing some chinese song in a gargly voice (like u know when u gargle there's this weird jerky sound from your voice box). People would ultimately look at her for awhile and then look away and continue sleeping. Then she would start swinging around the pole (not in a whore/stripper way) and act out some dialogues (I could make out they were dialogues because of her expressions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have laughed but I was focusing my energy on grabbing a seat once it became available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, those were wonderful times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-5078821445968675719?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/5078821445968675719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=5078821445968675719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5078821445968675719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5078821445968675719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/08/performances-aboard-mass-rapid-transit.html' title='Performances aboard the Mass Rapid Transit'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-6679706757433240490</id><published>2008-07-29T14:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:19:41.915+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting Emirates A380</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uvl3nFar_eY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uvl3nFar_eY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the fake conversation with the bar tender and the passenger at the First Class bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the phony acting, the new Emirates First Class Suites seems to have brought some REAL competition for SQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-6679706757433240490?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/6679706757433240490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-8662216890106304981</id><published>2008-07-28T11:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:58:49.533+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally,</title><content type='html'>I can enjoy my DVDs on a widescreen LCD TV, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ecat.sony.co.jp/products/picture/KLV-32S400A_JE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-8662216890106304981?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/8662216890106304981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=8662216890106304981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/8662216890106304981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/8662216890106304981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='Finally,'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-1295110304589715418</id><published>2008-07-22T13:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:54:29.711+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands down, the movie of the year.</title><content type='html'>I knew it'll be good, but THIS GOOD?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickscribe.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/dark-knight-joker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://nuncscio.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/the-dark-knight-joker_002_1197658742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRILLIANTLY written and portrayed characters,&lt;br /&gt;so much happening at every moment, keeping the viewer entertained throughout,&lt;br /&gt;the script is so cleverly paced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad when I think of the fact that they probably wanted to bring back joker (he doesn't die in the end), but they can't unless they choose a new actor. &lt;br /&gt;i hope they don't because nobody can ever portray a better Joker than Heath Ledger. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie last friday and its still so fresh in my mind, can't stop thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;That's it, I'm gonna watch it tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-1295110304589715418?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/1295110304589715418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=1295110304589715418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/1295110304589715418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/1295110304589715418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/07/hands-down-movie-of-year.html' title='Hands down, the movie of the year.'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-464063389836553</id><published>2008-07-18T14:30:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:45:26.107+07:00</updated><title type='text'>If there are 2 things which brighten my day up..</title><content type='html'>They would be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) FOOOD! - specifically soft, powdery, extremely flavorful MOCHI from Narita airport (thanks to my sis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/mochi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My lovely little niece Ekdiya, who likes to spring by my house to watch cartoons with me. I love her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/diya1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for the things he sends us to make us happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-464063389836553?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/464063389836553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=464063389836553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/464063389836553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/464063389836553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-there-are-2-things-which-brighten-my.html' title='If there are 2 things which brighten my day up..'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-4661748377651591811</id><published>2008-07-17T14:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:49:36.506+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like a cup of coffee please.</title><content type='html'>because I'm about to fall asleep bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I get more involved in work and busier than the bees, I always keep time aside to watch movies. So I went to watch this Thai movie a few days ago called 'friendship' (เฟรนด์ชิพ เธอกับฉัน, which directly translates to Friendship, you and me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-08.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/wisekwai/default/Friendship--large-msg-121482956424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice movie about a guy reminiscing his high school days where there was this new girl who came into their class and kept to herself most of the time, didn't talk much at all. He tries to get her to speak by making fun of her and aggravating her to start talking but it doesn't work and she gets hurt. But then he falls in love with her and yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What struck out most in this movie was something the main lead (eurasian actor Mario Maurer) did in the beginning, which kind of started the whole story and in the end you get to know that because of this thing he did (helping her blind mother, who he did not know was her mother), she loved him from the beginning. awww cheese balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it goes to show how something or anything you do can affect not only one person but a lot of people at the same time including of course, yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However cheesy or lousy production values Thai films have, I just love their characters because they're so full of life and have their own unique way of doing things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-4661748377651591811?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/4661748377651591811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=4661748377651591811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4661748377651591811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4661748377651591811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/07/id-like-cup-of-coffee-please.html' title='I&apos;d like a cup of coffee please.'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-5441781063798151804</id><published>2008-06-25T13:55:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:44:35.537+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I left my heart in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>I truly did friends. It's such an awesome city. So friendly, easy to get around, clean, delicious food, extremely scenic.. I could go on and on. Its definitely one of my top cities of North America. We were there for 5 days, two of which my cousin told me to go around and explore (which I am so grateful for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a time of my life folks. I figured out the ways by myself and once I did, I got around almost as if it were my own city. The weather was impeccable. The bright sun (a great excuse to wear shades) and cool 12 degree breeze (a great excuse to wear a hoodie) made me smile each time I stepped out of my hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to main tourist attractions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Union Sq. &gt; Main shopping area where all the tourists head to, surprisingly a lot of british. I sat at this cafe, wore my shades, sipped on a huge cup of latte, plugged my ipod into my ears and I was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/05-06-08_1524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a Neiman Marcus building with rocking interiors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/05-06-08_1033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a cable service from union sq to fisherman's wharf. takes you through the main san fran where all the houses on the steep roads are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/05-06-08_1100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisherman's Wharf! I had the best clam chowder here. and I fell in love with Ghirardelli Square, such a happening place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/fishermans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This deserves a special mention. When I entered Kara's cupcakes, which is at Ghirardelli Sq, I felt weak in my knees. Not because of the pink interiors but because of the AMOUNT OF CUPCAKES! yes, i do have a fetish for icing topped cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/karas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOOD! I didn't eat all this in one go but over a few days. normal sundays taste pretty ok, now imagine them with hot ghirardelli chocolate fudge. there are no words to express the feeling of having that.&lt;br /&gt;Mama's (not pronounced as in calling an indian fellow in Singapore, but rather its a mother who makes the best fucking french toasts in the world), Clam chowder.. well all I can say is that if I ever step into Long John's to eat clam chowder again, I will strangle myself. Last in the pic is Zachary's Pizza. This is a famous Chicago style of pizza where its really deep and the crust is like a pie. I'm not gonna say anything about pizza hut now because its not the same kind of thing. But yes, Zachary's deep dish is orgasmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/sanfranfood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about San Fran is that everywhere you go, the view is just jaw dropping. You feel like you're in another world altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/DSC05169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the SF part of my trip, I was just so thankful to god for being able to see such a place. No doubt, there were moments where I missed friends and wished that I could share these feelings with someone familiar but then again, the freedom of traveling alone got me on another high altogether. Major self realisation ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post, cheerios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-5441781063798151804?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/5441781063798151804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=5441781063798151804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5441781063798151804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/5441781063798151804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-left-my-heart-in-san-francisco.html' title='I left my heart in San Francisco'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-9177889612002119477</id><published>2008-06-24T15:51:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T16:53:46.482+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>There went my 20 days in America. Here is a brief account of the places I visited.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep in mind, the purpose of visiting most of these cities was for business (In case you start frowning at some of the names of the places). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a non-stop 15 hour flight to Los Angeles. (I loved Thai Airways for this service but their stopping it soon because of the fuel prices, just some info for you all, they flew non stop daily to Los Angeles and New York but will only continue the non stop LA till sept and cease the non stop NY in July. They will continue BKK-LAX but with a stop in Osaka for re fuelling.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached LA at night and had to catch a flight the next morning to San Francisco so I thought there was only one way to make my night in LA worth it.. grab an In n Out burger!&lt;br /&gt;they supposedly make the best burger ever, and I definitely second that.. it was damn SHIOOOK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0345-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was walking distance from the hotel I was at and I got to see a nice row of color changing tubes on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What put the icing on the cake however, were the Singaporeans (yes, alive and kicking Singaporean teens eating In n out burger in LA!) and they were talking damn fucking loudly as if it was siglap mcdonalds. One of the guys (typical cheena looking guy with glasses :o) seemed to be moaning in enjoyment as if some hot girl was reading out a chemistry book to him. What made me quiver was the fake american accent coming out from them. well even I do it but its not a fake wannabe accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my LA experience. a burger, some singaporeans and an array of massive color changing tubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got San Francisco &gt; Philadelphia &gt; Orlando &gt; Washington DC &gt; Charleston &amp; New York to cover. although I don't have much to say about philly, washington and charleston, I have lots of pics to share on san fran and new york! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios till the next post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-9177889612002119477?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/9177889612002119477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=9177889612002119477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/9177889612002119477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/9177889612002119477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/06/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-2426560767711944700</id><published>2008-06-03T12:03:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:07:09.354+07:00</updated><title type='text'>In about 3 hours</title><content type='html'>I'll be leaving for my first ever business trip. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not really nervous but REALLY REALLY excited. I can't wait to learn more about this business. Especially since I've been sitting on my ass all these months. Its time to get up and move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared my beloved friends, the next few posts are all going to be from and about the USA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knock yourselves out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-2426560767711944700?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/2426560767711944700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=2426560767711944700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/2426560767711944700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/2426560767711944700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-about-3-hours.html' title='In about 3 hours'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-3855141947248464055</id><published>2008-05-27T14:49:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:17:02.527+07:00</updated><title type='text'>and you thought Seoul Garden was good.</title><content type='html'>Just like how I usually cuss and spit outside Thai Express since it DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE CALLED THAI FOOD, my once favourite hangout during poly days (Seoul Garden) is going to get the cold shoulder from me during my next visit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadi is here (or rather has been here since forever) in Chiangmai and we've been binging like nobody's business. I was going to type out the when and where of our food itinerary but its really too fucking long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will share with you my first ever quintessential Korean food experience. Arirang was the name of the restaurant and its been here for quite some time. They use proper Korean utensils! which is basically the larger than normal spoon and thinner and metal chopsticks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibimbap is a few things mixed together with rice. Had an unusually good taste! loved it and would go back for this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v288/61/102/617302241/n617302241_880142_1620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulgogi is the beef mixed with other things, steamed in a pot. They have the shittier version in Seoul Garden (kaphoei!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v288/61/102/617302241/n617302241_880146_2779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grilled sirloin, korean style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v288/61/102/617302241/n617302241_880144_2191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres how to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/beef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyonghaseyo! Kamsahamnida! Konbanwao! Fighting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-3855141947248464055?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/3855141947248464055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=3855141947248464055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/3855141947248464055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/3855141947248464055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-you-thought-seoul-garden-was-good.html' title='and you thought Seoul Garden was good.'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-4259202366165575420</id><published>2008-05-22T14:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:26:25.169+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be afraid. Be very afraid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/141LS7_0318"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/141LS7_0318" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Mas Selamat, the street dancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusing it is, but I can imagine come paranoid mee pok stall aunty cringing at the mere mention of Mas Selamat. Not that hes gonna pop up in front of her to order a bowl of nicely prepared mee pok with extra fish balls, but paranoia is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent trip to Singapore was quite an eye opener. Mas Selamat was everywhere, appearing decked in a different culture each time. Italian moustache, Indian bindis etc. It was heartening to see that Singapore still has its Muts and Ah Bengs in place since they're the only immature bunch to doodle on pictures in public places. &lt;br /&gt;Leave Mas alone la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have probably seen this picture before but I've decided to go a step further and critique it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img265.imageshack.us/img265/6289/masselamatll3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- an army uniform, barret and a staff away from looking like a warrant from camp.&lt;br /&gt;3- Those are probably the ugliest shades in the history of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;4 &amp; 5- He needs to decide on one. The first one looks sane, the other looks like a possessed moustache.&lt;br /&gt;7- unless its halloween or some wild S&amp;M party, there is no need to dress this stupidly, especially if you're hiding from the whole nation.&lt;br /&gt;8- This actually MIGHT work. Nobody looks at the person under the dorky glasses. And they sure aren't gonna care about the lightning sign.&lt;br /&gt;9- You may say this looks like someone from my family, but this is not how a turban looks! This is TALIBAN ppl!&lt;br /&gt;10- As if it didn't look ugly enough on a Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;11- It seems that the person who did this has a Harry Potter fetish, he looks like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Pettigrew#Peter_Pettigrew"&gt;Peter Pettigrew&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;12- Even If I was blind, I'll be able to make out how ugly he/she looks. Illegally blonde!&lt;br /&gt;13- This is how someone would look like with a huge piece of shit wrapped around his head.&lt;br /&gt;14- I can't make out the school logo but with girls who look like that, I sincerely hope someone shuts down this school.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether he's still in Singapore or not, but he's gonna need some better disguises than these otherwise the Selamat is gonna be taken off from his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im still in the midst of finding a suitable way of ending my posts, pls let me know what you think.. if its something nice)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-4259202366165575420?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/4259202366165575420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=4259202366165575420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4259202366165575420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/4259202366165575420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/05/be-afraid-be-very-afraid.html' title='Be afraid. Be very afraid.'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-157891777712840729</id><published>2008-05-19T10:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:28:54.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love America</title><content type='html'>You know how some food courts in Singapore have a small ass Nestle Toll House shelf?&lt;br /&gt;Well this is how its supposed to look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/DSC00531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the REAL Nestle Toll House people. They have cookies every fat american teenage girl has ever dreamed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I had a chat with a friend about how much we loved the USA and how we're just meant to be living there. We're such bonafide Americanos.&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe check my facebook quiz lorZz, it says I'll be living in New York, soon enough hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of NY, I took a picture of this notice in the subway train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/DSC00552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, 'This could be the last ride of your life, the only safe ride is a ride inside. Get in the train-not on it. We're serious'&lt;br /&gt;Next to this is a picture of a guy hanging on to the subway from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;Funny riiiightt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America is awesome. They have people greeting you whenever you enter a store with a, 'hey how're you doin?' (that freaked me out the first time), they have the best fast food ever (5 bucks for a HUGE burrrrito in which they stuff meat, beans, rice, salad, cream, cheese.. in huge amounts), they have cool subway signs and people there are genuinely weird, not the fake Asian weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I sound too enthusiastic about the states, its because I'll be going there again in a couple of weeks. And this time its gonna be for about half a month, on business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-157891777712840729?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/157891777712840729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=157891777712840729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/157891777712840729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/157891777712840729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-america.html' title='I love America'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6320554182308827098.post-2057302905028533889</id><published>2008-05-16T11:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:52:34.084+07:00</updated><title type='text'>It means 'Distracted' in Italian</title><content type='html'>Actually distrazion means distraction so I just added an ED and made it distrazioned since distrazion wasn't available on blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Asswipes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so welcome! Its been very long since I've blogged, probably 2 years or so. But I'm sure I'll live up to your expectations. Blogging is quite a nice way to vent your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said this before on my previous blog (unfortunately nobody can see the archive since I accidentally deleted it out of the html and didn't know how to put it back in), and I'll say it again,&lt;br /&gt;If by any chance you don't like what you read or the way I write.. then be my guest and..&lt;br /&gt;click on the 7 wonderful people I have linked here to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure all you readers out there (yes the 5 or 6 of you) will enjoy what you read or see. I may not post religiously everyday, because I have a life, but I will try my level best to keep you entertained with my ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come visit often, read, look around, tag on cbox and just have some good clean fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6320554182308827098-2057302905028533889?l=distrazioned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/feeds/2057302905028533889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6320554182308827098&amp;postID=2057302905028533889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/2057302905028533889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6320554182308827098/posts/default/2057302905028533889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://distrazioned.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-means-distracted-in-italian.html' title='It means &apos;Distracted&apos; in Italian'/><author><name>Rishi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a62/rishiarora/PICT0383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
