<?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-8589117762482711989</id><updated>2012-02-07T21:51:24.694+08:00</updated><category term='Depression'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Cancer'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='Secrets'/><category term='Survey'/><category term='Test'/><category term='PostSecret'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Attitude'/><category term='KL Freeze'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='Religious'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Trouble'/><category term='Teachers'/><category term='Edited once'/><category term='Ideas'/><category term='Pain'/><category term='Health'/><category term='News'/><category term='School'/><category term='Umrah'/><category term='Superstitions'/><category term='Signs'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Holiday season'/><category term='Tuition'/><category term='Emotional State'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Groups'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Fact'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Confusion'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='TLBT Song Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Flawed Perfection</title><subtitle type='html'>;:.Perfection is flawed.:;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7254077214276239516</id><published>2011-05-14T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:52:54.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes. I am back.</title><summary type='text'>"Writing is the gift of Man."I've missed writing. I guess I can thank Twitter for my comeback here. The constant typing and Tweeting has gotten the writing urge to come alive back in me. I guess I'll be updating regularly now; but I'll just say it now that there is NO way I'll be posting often. I just don't have the time to!Rereading all my previous posts, I'm kinda embarrassed. My way of writing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7254077214276239516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7254077214276239516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7254077214276239516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7254077214276239516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2011/05/yes-i-am-back.html' title='Yes. I am back.'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6663584478952733510</id><published>2009-11-15T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:46:59.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE ENTIRE MONTH?!</title><summary type='text'>"Something small and seemingly insignificant could be the difference between life and death."I didn't realize I've been AWOL for so long. In fact, I don't think I'd have even bothered to show up here if it wasn't for the fact that I suddenly remembered that I had a blog.Stupid of me, huh?But I'm feeling kinda good about myself. When I opened it, (my blog, I mean) I saw that I had 5 unapproved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6663584478952733510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6663584478952733510&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6663584478952733510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6663584478952733510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-entire-month.html' title='ONE ENTIRE MONTH?!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2291795749971738502</id><published>2009-10-07T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:19:21.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Respite</title><summary type='text'>"Break the rules; apologize later. Life's too short to be restrained."Okay, so I haven't been blogging in a while. Scratch that, make that a long while. Hold on, I'll continue blogging later. I kinda got distracted and ended up doing all sorts of other things online. It's now 1:17 AM, and I should be going to bed now.I'll explain as much detail as I can remember since I last blogged.Salut,~Joshy~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2291795749971738502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2291795749971738502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2291795749971738502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2291795749971738502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/10/temporary-respite.html' title='Temporary Respite'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2461874133911955099</id><published>2009-09-18T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:07:36.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great era</title><summary type='text'>"The 90's was awesome."I'm getting all nostalgic again. I can't stop thinking about the 90's. I was fortunate enough to be born early enough to be a part of it, although barely. The 90's was the time when it was actually worth it to wake up early for cartoons, the time that kids would be allowed to climb trees and have fun outdoors without any of this pollution corrupting our bodies, the time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2461874133911955099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2461874133911955099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2461874133911955099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2461874133911955099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-era.html' title='A great era'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-364994746916818508</id><published>2009-09-14T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:38:44.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarcasm</title><summary type='text'>"Sarcasm is a beautiful art."Objective:Are you mean and sarcastic?Have you ever answered people ‘meanly’ and sarcastically?If yes, show us how mean and sarcastic you are!If no, then you should try at least once in your life with this note.Rule:Respond to these as sarcastic/mean as you could. ----------------------------------------------------------------If an annoying person says:1) I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/364994746916818508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=364994746916818508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/364994746916818508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/364994746916818508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/09/sarcasm.html' title='Sarcasm'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4060964437686500926</id><published>2009-09-14T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:19:12.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Entertaining, Interesting, Odd, Upstarting interview</title><summary type='text'>"When you're angry, you don't say what you mean."I've calmed down now. But I'm still angry. I can't forgive my Mum, at least, not yet. What she did... Was evil to me. I don't care if none of you understand how I'm feeling about it, and why it affects me so badly.Anyways, there's another reason to why I'm blogging so soon. I just went through my interview about my collections. They mostly asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4060964437686500926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4060964437686500926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4060964437686500926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4060964437686500926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/09/entertaining-interesting-odd-upstarting.html' title='An Entertaining, Interesting, Odd, Upstarting interview'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8803274578025908319</id><published>2009-09-14T13:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:04:55.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgivable</title><summary type='text'>"Only four things in life should be sacred. The first is God and religion. Second is your life. Third is nature and the environment. And the last is up to you."I may be going to Hell for saying this, but I don't care. Nope, not a single bit. What was done to me is justifiable.I hate my Mum. No, make that my ex-Mum now. No, my parents didn't have a divorce. But my "Mum" went and crossed the line. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8803274578025908319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8803274578025908319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8803274578025908319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8803274578025908319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/09/unforgivable.html' title='Unforgivable'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7500463255348903447</id><published>2009-09-13T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:55:04.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obliviously obvious</title><summary type='text'>"Why make promises that you can't keep?"A view inside one of the trainsCandid photo of the inside of a decorated trainAnother trainGroup 1, AKA my groupAs promised, here are some of the photos. There are loads more, but I'm too tired, too lazy and too noncommittal to post them. Heh. Oh, and sorry for a very late post of photos!You know, I haven't been online in a while. It's weird. I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7500463255348903447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7500463255348903447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7500463255348903447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7500463255348903447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/09/obliviously-obvious.html' title='Obliviously obvious'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/Sq0XfVEBwPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VJRLyZ6if4s/s72-c/DSC09244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4114545569179151475</id><published>2009-09-08T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:58:35.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How it is</title><summary type='text'>"I'd rather have loved and won."IncomparableI've looked for forever,Yet none can compare;Not the tears of angels,Nor the taste of their hair.You may not be perfect,That I agree,But perfection is void,When it's you that I see.You're nothing I want,You're nothing I need;Yet I long for you,How can that be?I might say that I love you,But I know you won't care.And as much as I'll look,None will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4114545569179151475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4114545569179151475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4114545569179151475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4114545569179151475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-it-is.html' title='How it is'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8895113782068967775</id><published>2009-09-01T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:36:46.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Merdeka! (Independence Day)</title><summary type='text'>"Some things are worth remembering"I'm too sleepy to actually give my usual blow-by-blow account, so here's a little teaser to keep you tuned in to my blog. Heh, heh.The Merdeka Train Party was awesome! We went there, got on a train, discussed a bit after we got off, got back on, decorated the interior of said train, then went home.It was among the best 3 hours of my life! Plus, I got free hugs. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8895113782068967775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8895113782068967775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8895113782068967775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8895113782068967775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-merdeka-independence-day.html' title='Hari Merdeka! (Independence Day)'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4917978139914116240</id><published>2009-08-31T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:54:35.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate learning about things late</title><summary type='text'>"No news is good news, but what about slow news?"I wanted to sleep, then I found this out. [Thank you, TimothyDeLaGhetto2 and sxephil for the heads up, although a bit late]Now, I may be one of the last people on Earth to find this out, but what the Hell was she thinking, taking more naked pictures of herself?! Yes, I'm talking about the leaked photos of Vanessa earlier this month.Okay, I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4917978139914116240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4917978139914116240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4917978139914116240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4917978139914116240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-learning-about-things-late.html' title='I hate learning about things late'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6644250307629008845</id><published>2009-08-30T07:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:33:49.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Destination 4</title><summary type='text'>"The unbelievable happens every day."I just found out that there's going to be a Final Destination 4 (AKA The Final Destination). If it's any better than the last sequel (which isn't really hard to do, if you think about it) it's going to be a good movie. It's also going to be in 3-D! If you've never watched a Final Destination movie, then you probably won't understand why this makes the movie so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6644250307629008845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6644250307629008845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6644250307629008845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6644250307629008845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-destination-4_30.html' title='Final Destination 4'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2741687113993616351</id><published>2009-08-30T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T02:18:58.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Quiz</title><summary type='text'>"Sometimes, truths can be shocking."Your view on yourself: You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2741687113993616351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2741687113993616351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2741687113993616351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2741687113993616351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/personality-quiz.html' title='Personality Quiz'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4564579645179769541</id><published>2009-08-29T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:56:05.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain For Pleasure</title><summary type='text'>"Not everything that hurts us makes us stronger."Some things need to be shared. This isn't one of them.This sucks. My life is really unstable right now. I'm wondering if it's a good thing for me to hook up with my old friends. After all, at my current state, I might scare them off. Oh, well, I've already sent the requests, so I can't really do much about it...Who knew that one past action done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4564579645179769541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4564579645179769541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4564579645179769541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4564579645179769541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/pain-for-pleasure.html' title='Pain For Pleasure'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-3515003133804514820</id><published>2009-08-26T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:21:13.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 11:50 PM. Very reasonable, no?</title><summary type='text'>"Memories, not experience, shape a person."I hate this town.Well, okay, hate is a such a harsh word. And I don't really hate, in the first place. Lemme change it a bit...I don't like this town.Yeah, yeah... That's a lot better now.Anyway, you're probably wondering why I dislike (not hate) the town I live in. It's nothing personal, and to be honest, the city I'm in right now didn't do anything bad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/3515003133804514820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=3515003133804514820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3515003133804514820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3515003133804514820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-1150-pm-very-reasonable-no.html' title='It&apos;s 11:50 PM. Very reasonable, no?'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-735706622999987972</id><published>2009-08-26T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:21:30.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting, insightful but not very important</title><summary type='text'>"What we say and do will come back to haunt us."It's 3:50 in the morning. Man, I know for sure I won't be sleeping until after Subuh... Meh, I'm not gonna blog until later, (when it's a more reasonable time) but I just wanted to say, I'll be talking about these topics:1. My unexpected (and kinda unwanted) growth2. A thought I want gone3. An enigmatic fact of Ramadan4. Something that I would like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/735706622999987972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=735706622999987972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/735706622999987972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/735706622999987972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/interesting-insightgful-but-not-very.html' title='Interesting, insightful but not very important'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2007458169157201424</id><published>2009-08-23T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:20:03.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gamer's life for me</title><summary type='text'>"The idea that people copy video games is ridiculous. Have you ever seen anyone jump around  grabbing balls or hitting boxes like Pac-Man and Crash Bandicoot?"I'm gonna start playing more games.Now, I know that a lot of you might think it's ridiculous, me wasting time to play games when I could be out there doing more interactive things. The thing is, when you play a game, you learn things. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2007458169157201424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2007458169157201424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2007458169157201424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2007458169157201424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/gamers-life-for-me.html' title='A gamer&apos;s life for me'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6806804573700913466</id><published>2009-08-21T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:14:20.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll never take part in the real world confusion or waste my time with futher education</title><summary type='text'>"A world without boundaries is possible; we just need to throw away the borders."I'm not going to school tomorrow. I don't see why I should, since the time after break (which is like, half the school day) will be wasted doing some stupid things related to Independence Day. Pfft, whatever, I'm not the patriotic type.At first, I was thinking of going, because of Chemistry, but I decided against it,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6806804573700913466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6806804573700913466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6806804573700913466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6806804573700913466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-never-take-part-in-real-world.html' title='I&apos;ll never take part in the real world confusion or waste my time with futher education'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-532269668586277378</id><published>2009-08-20T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:38:17.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RandomPersonalProject: In Your Shoes</title><summary type='text'>"What we assume others to be, and what others are, are two completely different things."My cousin recently thought of this really cool idea, which he dubbed "RandomPersonalProject", which consists of doing something personal with someone that you trust, that you're close with, or just someone you can talk to.The first project is called RandomPersonalProject: In Your Shoes. You know how you have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/532269668586277378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=532269668586277378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/532269668586277378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/532269668586277378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/randompersonalproject-in-your-shoes.html' title='RandomPersonalProject: In Your Shoes'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-3146542744772334675</id><published>2009-08-17T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:52:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><summary type='text'>"The best lessons we learn are those that we learn by accident."I'm becoming more and more addicted to FaceBook at the moment. Especially Friends For Sale. I don't know what draws me to it. I just enjoy the social attitude there. It's adult, laid back and there's no pressure at all. Totally different to the social life as a teenager.The weird thing is, I'm also suddenly into blogging again. As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/3146542744772334675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=3146542744772334675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3146542744772334675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3146542744772334675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-5449227429595926933</id><published>2009-08-16T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:39:38.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out and a poem</title><summary type='text'>"Life becomes meaningless when you don't have anything you'd die for."GratitudeMoons and suns rise and fall,While he just sits and watches all;As people scurrying here and there,All not knowing they're going where.The more he looks,The less things change;The more he glares,The less we care.He takes his hand and interferes,Yet people say he makes it worse;Whenever they beg him to help,They just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/5449227429595926933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=5449227429595926933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5449227429595926933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5449227429595926933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-out-and-poem.html' title='Day out and a poem'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6133627790188286528</id><published>2009-08-16T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:36:11.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to SSP/TNS</title><summary type='text'>"Procrastination is a difficult thing to master."Okay, it's already 12:57 AM. Sorry about the late post, but after I got back, I slept until like, 5. Then, I was too lazy to actually write anything.Anyways...We left for the place at around 8. It was great, since we didn't have to go to school. In the bus, it was the usual things, we all talked, took pictures, and so on. Now I'm just gonna go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6133627790188286528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6133627790188286528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6133627790188286528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6133627790188286528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-to-ssptns.html' title='Trip to SSP/TNS'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-5596014064460366028</id><published>2009-08-15T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:55:11.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetting a bad memory</title><summary type='text'>"Life is something you can't really plan for."We went to this place called Taman Negeri Selangor on Thursday. (Selangor State Park is its translation) It's basically a forest reserve in the Selangor state. It supplies all sort of important things to us, stuff like water, electricity and equipment. A few really memorable things happened on that trip. I'd explain more, but I'm not in the mood right</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/5596014064460366028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=5596014064460366028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5596014064460366028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5596014064460366028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-for-memories-even-if-they-yo.html' title='Forgetting a bad memory'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6691319107106906657</id><published>2009-08-11T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:23:29.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, decisions...</title><summary type='text'>"Sometimes, entire lives are changed simply because of a bad decision."ZULQARNAIN, I AM GOING TO BLOODY MURDER YOU!!Aaaaarggh! God! I almost made a (possible) huge mistake of my life! Sofea and Ben were right, I'm not going to do it. As much as I want to, it's not right. I'm not close enough to her, and I'll just end up making things awkward between us. Not to mention that we'll probably never be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6691319107106906657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6691319107106906657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6691319107106906657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6691319107106906657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, decisions...'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2906326071541274345</id><published>2009-08-09T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:29:58.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are no boundaries</title><summary type='text'>"For every decision you plan to make, remember: Nothing's ever set in stone."Alright. My plans have changed. Now I'm doing neither of the options I listed two posts ago. Let's just say, I decided that enough is enough.Now, all I'm going to do is this. At tuition, go up to her, and say, "So, H told you, huh?", confess, and then just wing it from there. Whatever happens, happens. There's nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2906326071541274345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2906326071541274345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2906326071541274345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2906326071541274345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-are-no-boundaries.html' title='There are no boundaries'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-5751835508922066483</id><published>2009-08-08T15:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:21:01.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about killing kids</title><summary type='text'>"Killing can be justified. Self defense, for but example. But killing babies is never justified. Never."What is abortion? It's...Another heart that will no longer beat.Two more eyes that will never see.Two more ears that will never hear.Two more hands that will never feel.Two more feet that will never run.One more mouth that will never speak.How can you bear to kill a defenseless innocent little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/5751835508922066483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=5751835508922066483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5751835508922066483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5751835508922066483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-talk-about-killing-kids.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about killing kids'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2366392355525737921</id><published>2009-08-07T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:50:34.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery loves me</title><summary type='text'>"There are times when God decides to screw you over. It could be because it's for your own good, it could be because it fits a divine purpose. Or, it could be just because He has a sense of humour."This is a year of self control for me. Well, not year, actually. More of week. Yes, definitely. This has been a week of self control for me. Why? Because I have been in so many situations where I feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2366392355525737921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2366392355525737921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2366392355525737921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2366392355525737921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/misery-loves-me.html' title='Misery loves me'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6354430114254237214</id><published>2009-08-03T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:51:56.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life</title><summary type='text'>"Take every second as if it were your last."I went to the chiropractic earlier. Man, that was an eye-opener. Apparently, my left leg was slightly dislocated. That kind of explains why my left leg limps for no good reason at times...I've been MySpacing and FaceBooking a lot lately. I don't know why; I just am. There's no hope for my FriendSter ever returning, though. It's dead and gone, and ain't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6354430114254237214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6354430114254237214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6354430114254237214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6354430114254237214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-life_03.html' title='This is the life'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4954665052257460622</id><published>2009-08-01T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:53:20.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty is such a lonely word</title><summary type='text'>"Time is just a state of mind."WARNING: VEEEEEERY LONG POST! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!Yeah, I haven't been blogging lately. I don't know why, but each time I have an idea of what to type, as soon as I sit in front of the computer I zone out.Hm, you know, July has been an interesting month. I've realized that the school's judging system is biased; that the girls that like me fit this stereotype: they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4954665052257460622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4954665052257460622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4954665052257460622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4954665052257460622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/08/honesty-is-such-lonely-word.html' title='Honesty is such a lonely word'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-9017260052411353534</id><published>2009-07-14T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:34:39.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, Malay for Math and English?</title><summary type='text'>"Governments should realize that it is not they that control the people, but is it the people that controls the government." What. The. Hell?! I'm sure that most to all Malaysians already know this, but to any international readers, I'm gonna fill you in. The "brilliant" government (note my sarcasm) has decided to change Math and Science, which previously was taught in English, to be taught in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/9017260052411353534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=9017260052411353534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9017260052411353534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9017260052411353534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/07/seriously-malay-for-math-and-english.html' title='Seriously, Malay for Math and English?'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8282124835565440706</id><published>2009-07-09T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:31:24.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blogger's return</title><summary type='text'>"Sometimes, the thing we're looking for is exactly what we didn't want."Well. That's been an experience. I never knew you all missed me so much, I'm so touched! *Sniff sniff*Haha, okay, I know I haven't been blogging in a long time. But in my defence, I completely forgot my password. Before you tell me that I could reset it (like what I just did a few seconds ago), I have another defence too; I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8282124835565440706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8282124835565440706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8282124835565440706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8282124835565440706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/07/bloggers-return.html' title='A blogger&apos;s return'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4058547767997009085</id><published>2009-02-13T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:21:26.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuous Creativity</title><summary type='text'>"Life is a game of chess. You need strategy, and you win some, you lose some."You're all probably wondering what happened at the chess competition a few days ago. There were eight rounds of games, and it was divided into 2 days. Oddly, though, instead of it being 4 games for each day, it was divided into 3 and 5. I unfortunately played extremely badly the first day, and I was surprised that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4058547767997009085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4058547767997009085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4058547767997009085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4058547767997009085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/02/continuous-creativity.html' title='Continuous Creativity'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-3891986064733844492</id><published>2009-02-07T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:52:13.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rubbish</title><summary type='text'>"War is a bad thing. But shouldn't it be loner, or at least be a four letter word?"Have you ever noticed that people love talking about war a lot? It's as if war is a universal topic. Why can't we talk about more important things, like how to fix the environment, how to stop domestic problems, how to stop world hunger? Instead, every newspaper and almost every influential person of power will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/3891986064733844492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=3891986064733844492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3891986064733844492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3891986064733844492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-rubbish.html' title='Random Rubbish'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6876953169180054364</id><published>2009-02-06T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:51:26.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop stop stop!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I believe your soul is split into three, each part made up of a best friend, a partner, as well as yourself."I have no idea what that has to do with the post, by the way.  It's just that, I'm online, butmy friends aren't. Or, they're online, but they're busy. So they might as well be offline, no? Obviously, I don't have anything to do while I'm online right now. Heeeello, blogging!This is stupid.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6876953169180054364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6876953169180054364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6876953169180054364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6876953169180054364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/02/stop-stop-stop.html' title='Stop stop stop!!!!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7320263525341025412</id><published>2009-02-03T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:08:47.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm only talking about it here</title><summary type='text'>"Death is a reminder of life."Well, this sorta proves it. Fate is really cruel with to me. To those that don't know, (which is probably most of you here) my maternal grandfather passed away today. I had to go home early from school to go to the funeral. At least there's good news, in that I don't have any homework. Honestly, that would've sucked.Oh, right, you don't know why I think Fate is cruel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7320263525341025412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7320263525341025412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7320263525341025412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7320263525341025412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-only-talking-about-it-here.html' title='I&apos;m only talking about it here'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8490925415344693269</id><published>2009-02-01T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:04:58.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream girl, and other less important stuff</title><summary type='text'>"There is always that one single person out there for you. All you have to do is look, and you'll find him/her."I've been asked this question so many times that I've finally decided to record this in an online place that anyone can find. It'll make my life much more easier. Plus, I don't need to keep writing it down. To those too thick to understand what it is I'm talking about, (guys, I clearly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8490925415344693269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8490925415344693269&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8490925415344693269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8490925415344693269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-dream-girl-and-other-less-important.html' title='My dream girl, and other less important stuff'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4738496934164009342</id><published>2009-01-18T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:10:05.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A minute of speech after decades of silence</title><summary type='text'>"Whenever something leaves, it's not necessarily a bad thing. It works both ways. Even when you get something new, it might not be something good or worthwhile."WARNING: Possible extra long post alert! You have been warned!I know that I haven't been blogging in a long time (has it been 3 or 4 months?) but I'm not really at blame. Honest! Okay, so I am, but it's only because I get writer's block </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4738496934164009342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4738496934164009342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4738496934164009342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4738496934164009342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2009/01/minute-of-speech-after-decades-of.html' title='A minute of speech after decades of silence'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4453117519496637010</id><published>2008-11-25T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:29:18.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake, awake, awake!</title><summary type='text'>"Being awake is not a crime. Sleeping is. Have you ever seen a boss or a teacher scold an employee or a student for being awake?"So. A few things have been going on these past few days. In summary, I watched Quarantine yesterday and something amazing happened in the cinema while we (my friends and sister and I) were watching; I had my Grade 6 level (but taking Grade 5 exam... How sad is that?!) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4453117519496637010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4453117519496637010&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4453117519496637010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4453117519496637010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/11/awake-awake-awake.html' title='Awake, awake, awake!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4859605536157937308</id><published>2008-11-19T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:27:36.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A Guy's Point Of View</title><summary type='text'>"Everything has two sides to a story. Good and evil; Sweet and bitter; Love and hate; Innocent and guilty; Boys and girls."(NOTE: This has been edited, and is not mine in the first place. In fact, after this bracket, it's all part of an edit until the end)Girls, you may agree to this, but when it actually happens, 96% of girls don't realize it until it's too late and the guy who did it is so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4859605536157937308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4859605536157937308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4859605536157937308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4859605536157937308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/11/guys-point-of-view.html' title='A Guy&apos;s Point Of View'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2535793639436130190</id><published>2008-11-15T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:10:04.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>God, it's been a while...</title><summary type='text'>"One thing that I don't understand about exams is this: Why is our future, our entire life, determined by a single piece of paper, your memory and how well you were that day?"To be honest, I had actually planned to post in October, but one thing led to another, and now it's November. Price of procrastination, I guess. I did plan to write the personalities (as how I see it) of each of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2535793639436130190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2535793639436130190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2535793639436130190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2535793639436130190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-its-been-while.html' title='God, it&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-360041113440107784</id><published>2008-08-24T15:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:20:54.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Dead, ressurected, dead</title><summary type='text'>"My number one philosophy in life is this: God before parents, parents before family (this means siblings, relatives, kids, spouse, etc.), family before friends, friends before acquaintances, acquaintances before strangers and strangers before myself. I don't care what you think of it, but that's how I live my life."I don't believe it. I really don't freaking believe it. I got rejected by a girl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/360041113440107784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=360041113440107784&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/360041113440107784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/360041113440107784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/08/dead-ressurected-dead.html' title='Dead, ressurected, dead'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-1592390362181195152</id><published>2008-07-30T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:34:50.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edited once'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Back home</title><summary type='text'>"There's something wrong with the saying Home Sweet Home. There's nothing sweet about it. But... I'd rather be home than anywhere else."I'm back home. I'd have posted sooner, but I wasn't allowed online. But when I sneaked on, BlogSpot wouldn't let me post anything for some reason. Finally, since I'm finally doing touch-ups on my History folio, I took this opportunity to blog. I'm going to talk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/1592390362181195152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=1592390362181195152&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1592390362181195152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1592390362181195152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-home.html' title='Back home'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6974482975287810774</id><published>2008-07-24T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:13:00.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Something unbreakable was almost broken</title><summary type='text'>"Don't listen to what other people say. Sing your own song, dance to your own beat, say your own lines and laugh at your own jokes. Live life your way, so don't take this advice just because I told you to."Not asking her out is turns out to actually be a really good idea. Oh, right, you don't know about it.Well, when I was in Standard 3 (or 4, the details are sketchy), I made a vow to myself to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6974482975287810774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6974482975287810774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6974482975287810774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6974482975287810774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-unbreakable-was-almost-broken.html' title='Something unbreakable was almost broken'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-292954104391752372</id><published>2008-07-22T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:27:02.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I'm not going to do it, after all</title><summary type='text'>"Being brave is very easy. Being a coward is even easier. What's really hard, though, is knowing when to be brave and when to be a coward."Aw, man. I am such a coward! Just dub me, "Most Cowardly Geek Of The Century". Okay, that's kinda an exaggeration, but nonetheless.Remember when I said that I was going to ask this girl out next year, on Valentine's Day? Well, I'm not going to. The reason is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/292954104391752372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=292954104391752372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/292954104391752372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/292954104391752372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-going-to-do-it-after-all.html' title='I&apos;m not going to do it, after all'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-139264112709221108</id><published>2008-07-20T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T01:23:10.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>One hectic week... OR Dating blind</title><summary type='text'>"Blind dating isn't only for the blind. After all, love itself is blind."First of all, let me apologize for not being able to blog. Not only was I very busy, but it has been a really crazy and hectic week for me. Don't forget to add that I can only use the computer in the weekends.Right. You're probably wondering why it's been so hectic.Well, let's just put it this way. My Mum suddenly wants me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/139264112709221108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=139264112709221108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/139264112709221108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/139264112709221108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-hectic-week-or-dating-blind.html' title='One hectic week... OR Dating blind'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-283454437500371994</id><published>2008-07-13T16:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:10:21.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Hot off the newspaper!</title><summary type='text'>"News is only news if people care. Since all people care about is destruction, mayhem and death, what does that make us? Barbarians?"I bet you didn't hear about this. I'm pretty sure that you didn't. How do I figure that? Well, it's about my friend's personal life, and he didn't seem to mind about me putting it in here (meaning, he didn't object), so here it will be put. For all time.Or, until I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/283454437500371994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=283454437500371994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/283454437500371994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/283454437500371994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/hot-off-newspaper.html' title='Hot off the newspaper!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-3483245835702739689</id><published>2008-07-12T16:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:19:10.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>New and improved</title><summary type='text'>"I've always wondered about the 'new and improved' saying. How can something new be improved, if it's never been made before?"You'll never guess what I just got. Go on, guess!Right. You know, that line will never be understood by me. If I'm just told that I'd never be able to guess it, then why the heck would I waste my time trying in the first place? Am I right or am I right?Anyways, on to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/3483245835702739689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=3483245835702739689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3483245835702739689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3483245835702739689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-and-improved.html' title='New and improved'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8653014278653410449</id><published>2008-07-05T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:40:00.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Healthy illnesses</title><summary type='text'>"An illness is only an illness if it deteriorates your life in any way. (Be it physically, emotionally or mentally)"Dang. Illnesses seem to like me a lot this past month lately.Remember roughly last month, I had my appendix taken out? Now I'm having a throbbing headache. Hopefully, it's only from my glasses lack of power, and isn't anything serious, but the doctor did mention that it could be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8653014278653410449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8653014278653410449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8653014278653410449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8653014278653410449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/healthy-illnesses.html' title='Healthy illnesses'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4977759237961857840</id><published>2008-07-03T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T16:26:41.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edited once'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Overdosage, and etc.</title><summary type='text'>"Is overdose really that bad? Besides death, what other symptoms are there?"I'm going to do it. I really am.650 MG is definitely not working for my pain. I'm gonna start doubling the dosage. Just so you know, if I don't post a new post by next month, it means I'm dead.No, not intentionally. But still dead. (No words will help against this. I'm not suicidal, just in pain)Anyways... On to cheerier </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4977759237961857840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4977759237961857840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4977759237961857840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4977759237961857840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/07/overdosage-and-etc.html' title='Overdosage, and etc.'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-608972028633546030</id><published>2008-06-26T23:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:20:52.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Why why WHY!?</title><summary type='text'>"Change is what makes the world unique. Whoever does something over and over again and enjoys it, then he is less than pathetic."Adrian Monk once said something along the lines of, "Change is good, as long as I'm not there when it happens." I couldn't agree more.The teacher is going to be changing our class seating arrangements, because a few people went and failed. Gah, these people are giving a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/608972028633546030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=608972028633546030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/608972028633546030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/608972028633546030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-why-why.html' title='Why why WHY!?'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-5894497935312220930</id><published>2008-06-23T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:46:47.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>No more imitation - At least, not from you.</title><summary type='text'>"Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, but not so when the imitation is an insult."Aaaah! Dang it! I am so seriously angry right now. Funny how the only two emotions I truly feel are happiness and anger. Especially anger. Which I'm feeling right now. Can you please remind me to control my urges, at least for now?I'm totally losing it.The urge is taking over me bit by bit.  Man, I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/5894497935312220930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=5894497935312220930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5894497935312220930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/5894497935312220930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-more-imitation-at-least-not-from-you.html' title='No more imitation - At least, not from you.'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-725339781781326166</id><published>2008-06-21T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T02:17:42.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Was AWL. That's Absence With Leave.</title><summary type='text'>"Cancer. That's the only word that can instill fear in the hearts of many."No, I don't have cancer, though I wish I did. Nothing to do with me being sick of life (as my cousin thought), but that I had already kinda accepted that I might have cancer. It was a huge blow when it was only my appendix. It was giving me some unasked for trouble, the useless bum.Yes, I was at the hospital. I recently (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/725339781781326166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=725339781781326166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/725339781781326166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/725339781781326166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/06/was-awl-thats-absence-with-leave.html' title='Was AWL. That&apos;s Absence With Leave.'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-3817224489487101045</id><published>2008-05-28T13:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:41:31.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PostSecret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>A few secrets from PostSecret</title><summary type='text'>"Aaah. Secrets. It's the one thing that, once shared, is gone. Everybody has a secret that could break your heart. Remember that, and the world is one step closer to being a better place."These are three secrets from PostSecret that I truly connected with. The reason they aren't saved in my computer like the rest (actually, they are) is because of the words on 'em. At the website (which updates </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/3817224489487101045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=3817224489487101045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3817224489487101045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/3817224489487101045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/05/few-secrets-from-postsecret.html' title='A few secrets from PostSecret'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDz9uVtFmEI/AAAAAAAAACA/0Bc-dejAnbI/s72-c/Post+Secret+%2313.103+-+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-400319818959922409</id><published>2008-05-27T01:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T02:35:55.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edited once'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>True Lies</title><summary type='text'>"Offing yourself is relatively easy. It's living with the consequences that's hard."Hey.Yeah, I'm still alive. No need to call Suicide Hotline! I'm fine. Really. Yes, I'm serious this time.I guess I was just going through another rough patch. Depression is hard. How the heck do other depressed people stop from killing themselves?! Wait... I'm one of them. Heh, guess I kinda know the answer, since</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/400319818959922409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=400319818959922409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/400319818959922409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/400319818959922409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/05/true-lies.html' title='True Lies'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6126061041557984885</id><published>2008-05-18T17:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:36:17.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Feelings unleashed, another side of me is shown</title><summary type='text'>"When I reassure you that I'm fine, don't believe me. I just don't want you to be burdened by my problems. The smile you see me give you is a lie. I am not fine!"It's either the exams, her or my OCD, but I'm feeling totally depressed. Nothing I do is right, for the first time I'm beating myself up for every small mistake I'm doing, I'm turning into a pessimist and I'm even having suicidal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6126061041557984885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6126061041557984885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6126061041557984885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6126061041557984885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/05/feelings-unleashed-another-side-of-me.html' title='Feelings unleashed, another side of me is shown'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4844447931397525585</id><published>2008-05-11T19:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:08:58.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umrah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edited once'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Now, about my trip...</title><summary type='text'>"Remembering things is easy. The only reason people think it's hard is because they have a bad memory. Or amnesia."Hey guys! Missed me? Didn't think so. Haha, well, I have a reason why I haven't been posting for a while. My exams are coming up, and I've been studying. Yeah, right. Playing games is more like it! So, yeah, I'm just ditching studying to blog about my exciting life.Umrah was pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4844447931397525585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4844447931397525585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4844447931397525585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4844447931397525585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-about-my-trip.html' title='Now, about my trip...'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-1026886335040096618</id><published>2008-05-04T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:27:34.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umrah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Back from my "trip"</title><summary type='text'>"There's nothing sweet about Home Sweet Home. But... I'd rather be here than anywhere else."  Rules - Remove one of the questions below, and make your own question. Answer the rest of the survey questions.         1. What have you realized recently?    -That I can be comfortable wearing only a towel in public (don’t ask).    2. Have you give your first kiss away?  -Nope, not yet. No girl is crazy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/1026886335040096618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=1026886335040096618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1026886335040096618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1026886335040096618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-from-my-trip.html' title='Back from my &quot;trip&quot;'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2618168492677794272</id><published>2008-04-25T22:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:58:08.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umrah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edited once'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Last post!!!!</title><summary type='text'>"The first things are always thought upon happily, but the last of anything is often frowned upon. So treat everything as if it were your first, and never as if it were your last."Yep. This is it. My last post.Until 11 days, anyway. Haha, to those that I shocked, I'm just letting you know that I'm going for Umrah in Mekkah for the next 11 days, so don't expect any new posts until May. Well, today</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2618168492677794272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2618168492677794272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2618168492677794272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2618168492677794272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-post.html' title='Last post!!!!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-1631490453113751768</id><published>2008-04-24T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:39:55.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>D-day is here!</title><summary type='text'>"Birthdays aren't meant to be given a huge party. It's the day that you should count your blessings and feel great!"Her birthday is finally today. You know, the past week it seemed like fate was making fun of me. Every number I got was 24. 24 is her birth date, by the way. So it was really frustrating. I kept thinking, 'of all numbers, why this?!', but hey, what can ya' do, right?As I stated </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/1631490453113751768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=1631490453113751768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1631490453113751768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1631490453113751768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/d-day-is-here.html' title='D-day is here!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6664451411276909589</id><published>2008-04-23T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:53:14.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>5 useless facts about Sharrif</title><summary type='text'>"Tags are universal now. Either in games, vlogs, videos, items for sale and yes, even blogs."Wow, after an absence, the only thing I can do is a tag. You must really hate me, right? Especially since my last post was so long. Well, it's not my fault. The stupid teachers in my stupid school do not know the meaning of "rest". They give us loads of homework and expect us to finish it by the deadline </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6664451411276909589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6664451411276909589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6664451411276909589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6664451411276909589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/5-useless-facts-about-sharrif.html' title='5 useless facts about Sharrif'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-329356749235325026</id><published>2008-04-19T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:51:07.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Inspiration for all</title><summary type='text'>"Inspirational stories are for everyone, not just for people that can afford them."Depending on what time it is there, good dawn, good morning, good afternoon, good evening and good dusk. Haha, sorry, I just couldn't stop myself from saying that. I know, it's been a while since I last posted something. This time it's not my fault! I just had nothing to say. *Big grin plastered on face*Haha, as if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/329356749235325026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=329356749235325026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/329356749235325026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/329356749235325026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/inspiration-for-all.html' title='Inspiration for all'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-1937568817873646342</id><published>2008-04-16T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:50:16.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Clearing confusion</title><summary type='text'>"You know how your head hurts when you don't understand something? That's confusion. It's good, because it tells you that you're learning."I really need to answer these questions. Guys, please. The answers are here. Stop asking me them! It's freaking annoying! Here are the questions that I keep getting asked.1) Are you sad? Please, don't be.Okay, what kind of question is this?! What, just because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/1937568817873646342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=1937568817873646342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1937568817873646342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1937568817873646342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/clearing-confusion.html' title='Clearing confusion'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8604894935997489492</id><published>2008-04-14T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:30:24.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Embarrassing? NOT!</title><summary type='text'>"Rejecting someone is much more painful than rejection."You know what this means, right? No, I didn't reject someone. I was rejected! No need worry, I'm fine.Really.I can see it in your eyes. You don't believe me. Okay, then let me clarify this. I'd rather be rejected than accepted by someone. I know, I'm weird. Deal with it. Look, no matter how much I feel for someone, the reason I don't want to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8604894935997489492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8604894935997489492&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8604894935997489492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8604894935997489492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/embarrassing-not.html' title='Embarrassing? NOT!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7925183789118290153</id><published>2008-04-13T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:22:11.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KL Freeze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>We did it!!!</title><summary type='text'>"Nothing feels better than having something accomplished, especially if it was in a group."I can't believe it. We seriously did it. Plus, I'm on TV! Can life get any better, cooler and more exciting? This is totally the best of my life so far. Aaah...You have completely no idea what I'm talking about, do you?Well, recently, we Malaysians did a Big Freeze. You know, like the one that's happening </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7925183789118290153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7925183789118290153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7925183789118290153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7925183789118290153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!!!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6828777220997134488</id><published>2008-04-13T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:51:26.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Horror Movie A Day</title><summary type='text'>"The more horror movies you watch, the less scared you'll be when it actually happens to you. Well, that's the theory, anyway."Hey! Today, I'm going to do some promoting for the blog "Horror Movie A Day" by a guy named Brian who lives in L.A.. His blog, called Horror Movie A Day (obviously!), and it's among my links part of this blog. You can find it. If you're too retarded and brain damaged to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6828777220997134488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6828777220997134488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6828777220997134488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6828777220997134488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/horror-movie-day.html' title='Horror Movie A Day'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7687043399974456476</id><published>2008-04-10T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:32:53.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groups'/><title type='text'>ImprovEverywhere</title><summary type='text'>"Nothing is more fulfilling than joining a cause of some kind. Especially if the cause if for humour." View my page on Improv Everywhere GlobalJoin it. You won't regret it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7687043399974456476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7687043399974456476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7687043399974456476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7687043399974456476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/improveverywhere.html' title='ImprovEverywhere'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-9105049334727517378</id><published>2008-04-10T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:14:39.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superstitions'/><title type='text'>Superstitions</title><summary type='text'>"Myths exist because something made it seem real. Superstitions are the same."Hey, guys. I know, I'm writing in my blog again, but you don't have to look that surprised. It's just that I have a somewhat interesting topic that I wanna share with you all and I didn't want to forget about it.If you can't read the topic, it's about superstitions. You know how there are so many superstitions on both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/9105049334727517378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=9105049334727517378&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9105049334727517378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9105049334727517378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/superstitions.html' title='Superstitions'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2735661001229474538</id><published>2008-04-09T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:03:01.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it, I'm done</title><summary type='text'>"Only a fool chases after love."Last time I checked, I'm no fool. So, for all of you viewer's information, I'm not going to chase after Sophie. I'm just gonna forget about it, because, look, if she likes me, she'd tell me. I've already told her, remember? But I'm going to say this here anyway. Sofea Suraya, I love you. You might not even like me back, but I still love you. You can't change </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2735661001229474538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2735661001229474538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2735661001229474538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2735661001229474538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/thats-it-im-done.html' title='That&apos;s it, I&apos;m done'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7479837260909847081</id><published>2008-04-07T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:52:39.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Signs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I am such a moron...</title><summary type='text'>"Ignorance is the true proof of wisdom. If you're smart, then how will you learn?"That's it. I'm ending my life. I'm gonna shoot myself in the head. If someone won't kill me, I'll do it myself.Why?Because I did the most stupid thing of all time. I told a few of my classmates - namely Aizat, Iqmal and Fatin - about it. I am so dead. End of story.Okay, emotional trip over. Now, what to talk about? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7479837260909847081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7479837260909847081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7479837260909847081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7479837260909847081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-such-moron.html' title='I am such a moron...'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-213191090582314521</id><published>2008-04-03T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:50:46.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love ideas</title><summary type='text'>"Love doesn't hurt at all. It just makes you immune to the pain. But once love is gone, all the pain will come crashing towards you."Well, this is humiliating. No, not me blogging again. Although that is suspicious activity, but there's more pressing matters at hand. Well, pressing matters to me, anyhow.Remember the girl I was in love with? You know, the one I wrote in the last post. If you have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/213191090582314521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=213191090582314521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/213191090582314521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/213191090582314521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/found-out.html' title='Love ideas'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8957021667880463048</id><published>2008-04-02T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:10:59.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back?</title><summary type='text'>"Absence makes the heart grow fonder? As if! People forget me as soon as I leave!"Hey, guys! And... girls. I'm back. I know, I know. I haven't been blogging for months. Literally. I've just been very very very busy. Actually, that's a lie. Want to know the truth? Think you can handle it? Huh, punk? Huh?! Okay, I guess you can. Here's the real reason:I forgot my Blogger password and I was too lazy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8957021667880463048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8957021667880463048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8957021667880463048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8957021667880463048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back?'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-1651812987427445429</id><published>2007-11-15T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T02:50:09.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on life</title><summary type='text'>"Don't look for the silver lining when gold is better."Hey, guys. It's been a while, I know. I haven't had time to get online lately, and every time that I did get online, I was too busy catching up on things online (such as finishing moves on an online chess site before my turn expires and chatting with people I haven't chatted to in a long time) to post a post. (That sounds weird, by the way) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/1651812987427445429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=1651812987427445429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1651812987427445429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1651812987427445429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/11/update-on-life.html' title='Update on life'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-2807301717775515205</id><published>2007-11-02T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T02:33:16.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rut in my life</title><summary type='text'>"Keep on fighting. Never give up. But if you have to give up, do it with style."I'm in the biggest rut of my life as of yet. Everything seems to be going bad for me lately. I'm still being my optimistic self, as always, but it's hard to smile when your entire world is breaking apart. Too many things (well, maybe not too many things, but it's still a lot to me) are going wrong.My Mum and Dad are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/2807301717775515205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=2807301717775515205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2807301717775515205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/2807301717775515205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/11/rut-in-my-life.html' title='A rut in my life'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-9000084341900719083</id><published>2007-10-29T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T04:03:43.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TLBT Song Lyrics'/><title type='text'>TLBT song lyrics 1</title><summary type='text'>"The only friends you can count on are the friends that you can call at anytime, and they won't even be a bit angry. Even when they're sleeping."As promised, here are the song lyrics to "Bestest Friends". More will come, but be patient. But, hey, it's my blog, and it is me that we're talking about. You might have to be really really really really patient.Bestest Friends(As it was sung to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/9000084341900719083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=9000084341900719083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9000084341900719083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9000084341900719083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/10/tlbt-song-lyrics-1.html' title='TLBT song lyrics 1'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-1012640344782239768</id><published>2007-10-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T03:58:37.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post? Already?</title><summary type='text'>"What's the point of alone time if you can't share it with anyone else?"It's finally Sunday, and oh what a great day it is! I feel so relieved. A weight has been lifted off of my shoulder. Or is it my chest? Then again, who cares? It's not like my English teacher (teachers, actually) are going to read this blog.Is it?(Just in case)  To Miss(es) Nina, Mahanun and Nurul Huda... Sorry about all of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/1012640344782239768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=1012640344782239768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1012640344782239768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1012640344782239768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-post-already.html' title='Another post? Already?'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4631309886383768068</id><published>2007-10-26T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:09:09.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><summary type='text'>"Four lettered words are bad. Does that mean love is, as well?"Exams are finally over. It's great, this feeling of freedom. You should feel it sometime, when you're free. Oh, let me update you on this past week. It's been both cool and crazy. The two C's. It's both cool... And crazy. If you haven't noticed, I already said that. Well, on Monday, my pet brother found out that I liked his sister. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4631309886383768068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4631309886383768068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4631309886383768068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4631309886383768068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/10/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-1575464255749177300</id><published>2007-10-21T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:46:44.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh! Help!!</title><summary type='text'>"Boredom is that boring feeling of feeling bored"Aahhh!!!! Of all things to happen to me, why this?! Why?! Now, I'd explain further, this being my blog and all, but I'm kinda afraid one of my pet bro's would read this post.Ahh, stuff it. I'm gonna explain anyway.Alright, here goes. Last night, or, the 20th of October, was the night I went to my pet bro's house for Aidilfitri (that's Eid to those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/1575464255749177300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=1575464255749177300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1575464255749177300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/1575464255749177300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/10/omg-help.html' title='Argh! Help!!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7922624791837215740</id><published>2007-09-30T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:22:40.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's see what I have in my head...</title><summary type='text'>"Original ideas are rarely original."I just realized this. No, not that phrase up there.But I just realized that so far, all of the phrases are all mine. All of them. It's kinda, oh, I dunno... Weird? I mean, I rarely get that many phrases. I'm better than I thought. Wow.Okay, I have better stop the short paragraphs.Anyways... I really don't have much to say right now. Except for, maybe, I guess </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7922624791837215740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7922624791837215740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7922624791837215740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7922624791837215740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/09/let.html' title='Let&apos;s see what I have in my head...'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7383790125418853998</id><published>2007-09-21T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:28:42.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaaaaack!!</title><summary type='text'>"Do you rejoice because I'm here or because I leave?"As you can see, I'm back at last. Sorry for my lack of posts (not that anyone actually reads my blog), but I have my reasons! Mainly, it was because I didn't have the time to blog (in my language, that means "I just couldn't be bothered to"). When I did have time, my memory did the worst thing it could do to me. It made me forget my Blogger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7383790125418853998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7383790125418853998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7383790125418853998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7383790125418853998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-baaaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaaaaack!!'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-7751599838868109651</id><published>2007-08-31T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:31:47.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politicians, Malaysian Independence Day and Cheap Flattery</title><summary type='text'>Politicians (I only wrote like this because there are three topics)"A politic only needs to be two things - boring and a hypocrite."Just to make it up to you all for not having posting a post in a while, I decided to talk about three things today. I'll start with politics and politicians themselves.Just take one look at a politician, and you will always find these two things: The most boring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/7751599838868109651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=7751599838868109651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7751599838868109651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/7751599838868109651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/08/politicians-malaysian-independence-day.html' title='Politicians, Malaysian Independence Day and Cheap Flattery'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-6685461963883171572</id><published>2007-08-28T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:31:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another mishap</title><summary type='text'>"This is the kind of day where you can't find a bright side that beats the dark side."I can relate to that phrase up there.*Sigh*Aside from getting 96% for Maths, 86% in Science and 86% is Islamic Studies, I'm realizing that today is the worst day of my life as of yet. And to be frank, it's not even something that'll sound even remotely sane to you. Some hacker went and changed a password on my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/6685461963883171572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=6685461963883171572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6685461963883171572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/6685461963883171572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-day-another-mishap.html' title='Another day, another mishap'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-8478598373693941762</id><published>2007-08-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:12:01.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are over. Darn it</title><summary type='text'>"I've been told that holidays are only breaks until school or work starts again. Well, screw that. Holidays are for having one thing and one thing only: fun!"Not that I've been having much lately. Fun, I mean. At least today happened to be the best day of my current holiday. I got to finish watching the second season of Supernatural! Whoo. I also managed to find a few new and interesting anime </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/8478598373693941762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=8478598373693941762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8478598373693941762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/8478598373693941762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/08/holidays-are-over-darn-it.html' title='Holidays are over. Darn it'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-757388584380887213</id><published>2007-08-26T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:08:33.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed up big time and lived to tell the tale</title><summary type='text'>"Some mistakes are too fun to do them only once- This ain't one of them."This is going to be a really short post, so you won't be wasting too much of your time. I was just on the computer, minding my own business, when I heard fireworks outside. Naturally, I get curious and tried to see the fireworks from inside the house. Since I couldn't see anything with the window closed, I made the big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/757388584380887213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=757388584380887213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/757388584380887213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/757388584380887213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/08/messed-up-big-time-but-survived-to-tell.html' title='Messed up big time and lived to tell the tale'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-4312434559268352288</id><published>2007-08-25T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:07:42.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are over! At least, almost over.</title><summary type='text'>"Every single minute passed that wasn't fulfilling is a minute wasted."Yeah... Right. If you're wondering why there's that saying thing up there, it's because every time I'm writing a blog there's going to be a saying up there either by me or by someone else. Just for kicks.Okay, on to the blog.As you can read the title of this post, the holidays are almost over. It's kinda depressing, as I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/4312434559268352288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=4312434559268352288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4312434559268352288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/4312434559268352288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/08/holidays-are-over-at-least-almost-over.html' title='Holidays are over! At least, almost over.'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8589117762482711989.post-9054040390323002696</id><published>2007-08-24T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T19:24:59.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About me</title><summary type='text'>Right. About me. I'm not really a "descriptive" kind of guy, so don't expect much from here. Hmm, let's see now.I joined BlogSpot at approximately 4:56 AM on Friday, 24th August 2007.I was born on the 16th of February 1993 (now that you know, don't forget!).I have multiple hobbies and job dreams.I'm a music junkie and movie buff.Don't ever lend me a book, 'cause I might like it so much you'll end</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/feeds/9054040390323002696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8589117762482711989&amp;postID=9054040390323002696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9054040390323002696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8589117762482711989/posts/default/9054040390323002696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawed-per-fec-tion.blogspot.com/2007/08/about-me.html' title='About me'/><author><name>Josh Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06731604787454440116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oxhVaJ-LYos/SDr-4ltFmDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E0flbVqqwKg/S220/Life+saying+%236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
