<?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-29105132</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:42:34.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely always avoid alliteration</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115944956701238498</id><published>2006-09-28T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T06:19:27.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really quite disappointed. What when wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115944956701238498?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115944956701238498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115944956701238498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115944956701238498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115944956701238498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-really-quite-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115712041017461746</id><published>2006-09-01T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:20:12.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish You Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish you bluebirds in the spring,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To give your heart a song to sing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then a kiss,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But more than this,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish you Love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And in July, a lemonade,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;To cool you in, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ome leafy glade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish you health, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And more than wealth,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish you Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish you shelter, from the the storm,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cozy fire, to keep you warm,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And most of all, when snowflakes fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish you Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115712041017461746?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115712041017461746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115712041017461746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115712041017461746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115712041017461746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wish-you-love.html' title='I Wish You Love'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115670391150513439</id><published>2006-08-27T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:38:34.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Belong To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"See the pyramids along the Nile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch the sunrise on a tropic isle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember, darling all the while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong to me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother sings this every day now. Every time he plays the piano, he'd be playing this. And he'd ask me to play along on the violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"See the market place in old Algiers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send me photographs and souvenirs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember when a dream appears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong to me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has this distinctively mediterranean flavour, doesn't it.? Think: Sun-drenched beaches, Moroccan bazzaars, classic 1930's Casablanca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fly the ocean in a silver plane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the jungle when it's wet with rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember 'til you're home again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong to me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite romantic, the notion of a silver plane gliding over the shimmering expanse of ocean. I want to fly away in a silver plane too.  As I have said many, many times, &lt;strong&gt;I need a holiday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"See the pyramids along the Nile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch the sunrise on a tropic isle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just remember, darling all the while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong to me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; what I really want to say to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115670391150513439?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115670391150513439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115670391150513439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115670391150513439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115670391150513439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-belong-to-me.html' title='You Belong To Me'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115608869906349977</id><published>2006-08-20T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T08:44:59.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A polite conversation.</title><content type='html'>Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;good night you mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;so how's your day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;how wad urs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;ok haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;thats good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;fine thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;fine thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this is a very weird conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;yea so polite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the moments fly says:&lt;br /&gt;i must blog about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;you blog about the weirdest things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no doubt about it - I'm weird. &lt;em&gt;WEiRd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115608869906349977?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115608869906349977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115608869906349977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115608869906349977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115608869906349977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/08/polite-conversation.html' title='A polite conversation.'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115605306548453245</id><published>2006-08-19T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:51:05.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>Trusting as the moments fly,&lt;br /&gt;Trusting as the days go by,&lt;br /&gt;Trusting Jesus what e'er befall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trusting Jesus that is all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115605306548453245?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115605306548453245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115605306548453245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115605306548453245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115605306548453245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/08/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115522003042447555</id><published>2006-08-10T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T07:27:10.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Man In The Bowler Hat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by A.S.J. Tessimond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the unnoticed, the unnoticable man:&lt;br /&gt;The man who sat on your right in the morning train:&lt;br /&gt;The man who looked through like a windowpane:&lt;br /&gt;The man who was the colour of the carriage, the colour of the mounting&lt;br /&gt;Morning pipe smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I am the man too busy with a living to live,&lt;br /&gt;Too hurried and worried to see and smell and touch:&lt;br /&gt;The man who is patient too long and obeys too much&lt;br /&gt;And wishes too softly and seldom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the man they call the nation's backbone,&lt;br /&gt;Who am boneless - playable castgut, pliable clay:&lt;br /&gt;The Man they label Little lest one day&lt;br /&gt;I dare to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the rails on which the moment passes,&lt;br /&gt;The megaphone for many words and voices:&lt;br /&gt;I am the graph diagram,&lt;br /&gt;Composite face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the led, the easily-fed,&lt;br /&gt;The tool, the not-quite-fool,&lt;br /&gt;The would-be-safe-and-sound,&lt;br /&gt;The uncomplaining, bound,&lt;br /&gt;The dust fine-ground,&lt;br /&gt;Stone-for-a-statue waveworn pebble-round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just suddenly thought of this poem we studied during Lit lessons in Secondary school. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I to become the shapeless face of the masses. shuffling to join the ranks of the pariah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps I already am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115522003042447555?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115522003042447555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115522003042447555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115522003042447555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115522003042447555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/08/man-in-bowler-hat-by.html' title=''/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115514274755560299</id><published>2006-08-09T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T09:59:07.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind Ends</title><content type='html'>Blind Ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me along Blind Ends.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to hold my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Because I can see through the dark&lt;br /&gt;I can see through the blindness,&lt;br /&gt;The bright blindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be excited,&lt;br /&gt;As I amble along Blind Ends?&lt;br /&gt;For Blindness can be my shield,&lt;br /&gt;Behind which darkness I need not yield.&lt;br /&gt;Blinding light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can lead me along Blind Ends,&lt;br /&gt;For I won't fear the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;Brightness that transcends the dark&lt;br /&gt;Be wih me,&lt;br /&gt;As They lead me round Blind Ends.&lt;div 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Ends'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115424476156744869</id><published>2006-07-30T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:32:41.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Haydn by the Underpass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6517/1433/1600/Untitled-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6517/1433/320/Untitled-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6517/1433/1600/Untitled-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6517/1433/320/Untitled-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks bro, for taking photos of these. These pieces of my memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115424476156744869?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115424476156744869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115424476156744869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115424476156744869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115424476156744869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/07/playing-haydn-by-underpass.html' title='Playing Haydn by the Underpass'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115424319087910523</id><published>2006-07-30T00:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:06:30.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did all this people get into my room?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6517/1433/1600/violin2s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6517/1433/320/violin2s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;No use, old girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might as well surrender.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours hopes are getting slender!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why don't somebody send a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To cheer up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Girl Blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115418813809080403?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115418813809080403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115418813809080403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the human race is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Full of happy faces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's because they all love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That wondrous thing, they call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves, and she loves&lt;br /&gt;And they love, so won't you love me&lt;br /&gt;As I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115418783545129741?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115418783545129741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115418783545129741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay up and think about the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never even think of counting sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the whole wide world has learnt its lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be yours if only you would call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the wee small hours of the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the time she'll miss you most of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dare I call in the wee small hours?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115418740077830406?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115418740077830406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115418740077830406' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old, familiar feeling settles over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its your face I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that you are near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find myself awake, without a warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I rub my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fantasise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once I realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is morning, and my fantasy is fading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a distant star at dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest dream is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often think theres just one thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend that dream is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And tell myself that you are there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115410128594683056?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-115305730018283108</id><published>2006-07-16T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T06:41:40.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A silly conversation between David and I about Monday's PE basketball lesson...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;i cannot shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None but the arcane secret says:&lt;br /&gt;i feel like skipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None but the arcane secret says:&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;huh you mean skipping is a module?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None but the arcane secret says:&lt;br /&gt;erm as in ponning!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None but the arcane secret says:&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth says:&lt;br /&gt;if u pon i will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-115305730018283108?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/115305730018283108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=115305730018283108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115305730018283108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/115305730018283108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Tyger! burning bright&lt;br /&gt; In the forests of the night,&lt;br /&gt;What immortal hand or eye&lt;br /&gt;Could frame thy fearful symmetry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what distant deeps or skies&lt;br /&gt;Burnt the fire of thine eyes?&lt;br /&gt;On what wings dare he aspire?&lt;br /&gt;What the hand dare sieze the fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what shoulder, &amp; what art.&lt;br /&gt;Could twist the sinews of thy heart?&lt;br /&gt;And when thy heart began to beat,&lt;br /&gt;What dread hand? &amp;amp; what dread feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hammer? what the chain?&lt;br /&gt;In what furnace was thy brain?&lt;br /&gt;What the anvil? what dread grasp&lt;br /&gt;Dare its deadly terrors clasp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the stars threw down their spears,&lt;br /&gt;And watered heaven with their tears,&lt;br /&gt;Did he smile his work to see?&lt;br /&gt;Did he who made the Lamb make thee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyger! Tyger! burning bright&lt;br /&gt;In the forests of the night,&lt;br /&gt;What immortal hand or eye&lt;br /&gt;Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-114985970050795099?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/114985970050795099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=114985970050795099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114985970050795099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114985970050795099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-just-reminds-me-of-rudyard-kiplings.html' title='It just reminds me of Rudyard Kipling&apos;s Jungle Book'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-114978280307828820</id><published>2006-06-08T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T09:06:43.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When toys come alive..they tell stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When She Loved Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When somebody loved me,Everything was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hour we spent together lives within my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she was sad,I was there to dry her tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she was happy,So was I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the summer and the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had each other, that was all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just she and I together,Like it was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she was lonely,I was there to comfort her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that she loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the years went byI stayed the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she began to drift awayI was left alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I waited for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she'd say I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely and forgotten,I'd never thought she'd look my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she smiled at me and held me just like she used to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like she loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When somebody loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hour we spent together lives within my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song from ToyStory really brings me back memories. Heard it whenI was watching the TV premiere with Michelle and Joseph. Though Huizhong left early. Coz we had quartet practice and i asked Joseph to tag along after church, which he did. Well it was fun! When was that...Sunday? Yea. I kind of like the rider piece by haydn, and Tchaikovsky's andante cantabile is indeed quite a beautiful piece. Actually we were supposed to watch xmen 2...but i think we made a mistake in the time and so we wound up watching toy story instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Tchaikovsky, every since the Inspirations VI concert in which we played his Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture, I realised that i'm getting more and more drawn to his wispy, dreamy melodies. None but the Lonely Heart, Serenade Melancolique and of course his famous Canzonetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class outing to Sentosa on Monday was smashing. Actually its not really class outing...its erm &lt;a href="mailto:Party@Sentosa"&gt;Party@Sentosa&lt;/a&gt;. Haha i think sam coined it to make our class seem uber funky. We met at 8.30am at harbourfront then trooped to siloso beach. We played volleyball and frisbee! Oh yes talking about volleyball...there's this bar by the beach which set up about 6 volleyball nets and courts along the beach and attempted to charge us $30 an hour just to play. As with all sane people we of course declined. Bt all the courts were empty anyway so we played near the courts and slipped in and out of one of them to use the net while the lifeguard-cum-caretaker-cum-employee of the bar was not looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he caught us and blew some whistle and shouted something like "Either you're stupid of you don't understand English" Haha...well we didn't feel like playing anymore anyway so big deal. Oh yea..I made hot dogs for the class! hope they liked it, though i forgot to eat. haha i'm getting quite lazy eh, i don't even bother to use the caps lock. Oh and peculiar thin is we all got sunburnt even though it wasn't especially sunny. come to think of it, it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;overcast. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Strange. Extraaaooooodinary...anyway the latter is what blinky bill or winky bill or some bear cartoon character on tv always says. erm i'm sure you don't remember. haha its ok. really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that i left at about 1.30pm coz i had to meet huizhong, calvin, michelle and yanmin for quartet again at Jurong east mrt station. and due to the insane number of buses,  trams i had to take just to get from siloso beach to harbourfront mrt station, i was &lt;em&gt;fashionably late. &lt;/em&gt;One hour to be exact! i'm sorry sorry guys (and gals!) And thanks for buying lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday i went to CMPB for the ns medical screening nd it took so long! i was there from 8.30am to 2.00pm. It's so long and full of waiting. Oh but something interesting...i did my irst urine test. erm just that i never tried doing it before, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray this is quite a long post, isn't it. But rather disjointed. Please erm... join it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Haha this reminds me of something i said to my juniors during some mass convo...those in the know will know;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-114978280307828820?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/114978280307828820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=114978280307828820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114978280307828820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114978280307828820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-toys-come-alivethey-tell-stories.html' title='When toys come alive..they tell stories'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-114925799809497499</id><published>2006-06-02T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:19:58.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sadist and the Masochist</title><content type='html'>Tomorow's SAT. Its going to be a long SATurday, cause i think i will be there (ACJC) from 7.45am to 2.oopm. Actually maybe this is part of the test to. To test your patience and concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I add just one more last word from the word list? I can't help it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masochist&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;person who enjoys his own pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;masochist&lt;/em&gt; begs, "Hit me." The sadist smiles and says, "I won't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who gave me advice and wished me luck for tomorow, including David, who said it was compulsory to turn up in full ACS uniform or else i would be turned away at the exam hall the security guard. Thanks David for the great tip =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-114925799809497499?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/114925799809497499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=114925799809497499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114925799809497499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114925799809497499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/06/sadist-and-masochist.html' title='The Sadist and the Masochist'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29105132.post-114916711962669062</id><published>2006-06-01T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T06:05:19.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration</title><content type='html'>Well, this is my first entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I surprised that I have finally thought of someting to write about! I used to fear that my first maiden entry would be a mundane "Hi this is Abel!" but I pleased that it's not going to be so. It could have been a self-fulfilling prophecy, I really have thought hard and I hope that this turns up well. But what if it doesn't? Well these are just some uncertainties in life against which we must &lt;em&gt;stand together&lt;/em&gt; and overcome with &lt;strong&gt;great fortitude. Fortitude - &lt;/strong&gt;I like that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you think I'm just buying time and really can't think of anything now, I'm not ok? Really wasn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading through the SAT word list and I was laughing...really. The examples were reeaaally funny. Something i wouldn't expect from pedantic professor- publishers (my first alliteration!) of the book. Lets see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Despise (v)&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;em&gt;Look on with scorn; regard as worthless or distasteful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Mr Bond, I &lt;em&gt;despise&lt;/em&gt; spies; I look down on them as mean, despicable, honorless men, whom I Would wipe from the face of the earth with as little concern as I would scrape dog droppings from the bottom of my shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Devoid (adj) :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lacking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think her mind is a total void, but she's actually not &lt;em&gt;devoid&lt;/em&gt; of intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;strong&gt; Pariah (n) :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Social outcast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone ostracised singer Mariah Carey, would she then be Mariah the &lt;em&gt;pariah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as I type, my mouth is upturned in an irrepressible smile=) I really think it's funny, and I don't why half the world isn't laughing. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this last one from the list seems a good piece of advice to those attempting &lt;strong&gt;memorise the entire SAT word list of 3500 words...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Mammoth (adj) :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Gigantic, enormous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To try to memorise every word on this vocabulary list would be a &lt;em&gt;mammoth&lt;/em&gt; undertaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so ends my maiden entry. Gosh, I realise that I sound quite queer and eccentric. Is this my personal voice? Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll promise to write more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "If the mountain does not go to Muhammed, then Muhammed must go to the mountain"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29105132-114916711962669062?l=alliteratingabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/feeds/114916711962669062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29105132&amp;postID=114916711962669062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114916711962669062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29105132/posts/default/114916711962669062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alliteratingabel.blogspot.com/2006/06/inauguration.html' title='Inauguration'/><author><name>able</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07462561112770712541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
