<?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-4392988139700338024</id><updated>2012-01-21T16:24:04.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back into the world;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My thought</name><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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392988139700338024.post-7876294613893617623</id><published>2012-01-21T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T16:24:04.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Yr mood?</title><content type='html'>Nah. not in the very least bit of NEW YEAR MOOD.&lt;br /&gt;my bedroom's still so damn messy. heh. Probably cos im just too busy over the past weeks. Don't even have time to come up here and write some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things are not progressing as fast as I expected to be. shall hold on. more things to come. more things to take up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH. cannot relac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7876294613893617623?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7876294613893617623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7876294613893617623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7876294613893617623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7876294613893617623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-yr-mood.html' title='New Yr mood?'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-8807076979236626188</id><published>2011-12-02T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T17:00:29.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I meant</title><content type='html'>To be positive not because I dun care much about anything;&lt;div&gt;But because I'm mature enough to understand, accept, control, and ultimately find a solution for the problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-8807076979236626188?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/8807076979236626188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=8807076979236626188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/8807076979236626188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/8807076979236626188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-i-meant.html' title='What I meant'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-8565103464782928480</id><published>2011-11-25T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T19:33:42.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal</title><content type='html'>Time to write up on some personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam stress. paiseh. need to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;i so longing for holidays to come! got a hell lot of things and events coming up :D&lt;br /&gt;hope i able to cope haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i want in life&lt;br /&gt;vs&lt;br /&gt;what i need in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a very good question..&lt;br /&gt;ok back to tv.&lt;br /&gt;and food.&lt;br /&gt;and some planning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-8565103464782928480?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/8565103464782928480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=8565103464782928480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/8565103464782928480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/8565103464782928480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/11/personal.html' title='Personal'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-3231592377952658897</id><published>2011-11-19T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:48:50.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那些年，我们一起追的女孩</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xgbsvR9FBug&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xgbsvR9FBug&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe all of us, who at least had childhood and adolescence, will totally feel for this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this movie brings back our old days, where we missed those days the most. where we had our best times playing around caring no hoot about anything. That, is our youth. The only sad thing was that, I was in a boy's school T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, everyone has their period of time where they would want to go back to again. Which is, the times where we do not need to worry about anything. Yes. Our adolescence. When we start to mature and explore a whole lot of things in our lives, when we start to experience change in ourselves, physically, biologically, emotionally, mentally, psychologically, ... whatever it is, we just enjoyed these experiences, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching the movie, I feel a sense of regret hitting me. Because when I see how people can really go all out and enjoy their adolescence days, I asked myself, had I really enjoyed myself to the very second back then? If not, I have wasted that very second of my prime. My youth. Which I feel is of valuable worth to anyone. If people can enjoy, go through like all hell break loose, why didnt I? Is it because I don't dare to? Or i don't know about it? Either way, it struck regret within me as the show screened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I flashback my past experiences, well the most I enjoyed is not really the times I went to JC and get good grades. The best times were when I was in primary school, my sec 2 life. And yup. Though not many girls involved, I am content to have them. If u ask me I cannot be happier to be able to go to those days again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now? After the movie? Get back to reality. cherish every second. Because every second of your life will be a diary. When you get past 60s you flash back, what kind of life, excitement, enjoyment you had, will determine whether you have lived life to the fullest, or in vain. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give myself an aim. 5 years. Wahhaha. I shall go make such a "movie" with my buddies and remininsce the days. Provided everyone of us down here succeed. And have financial and time freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I cried while watching :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-3231592377952658897?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/3231592377952658897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=3231592377952658897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3231592377952658897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3231592377952658897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='那些年，我们一起追的女孩'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-3810666328266165191</id><published>2011-11-06T02:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T03:51:09.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well. Mixed feelings.</title><content type='html'>An evening of mixed feelings started off this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day itself, I was on my way home from office. I alighted at Jln Toa Payoh to wait for bus service 966. It was 7.45pm and I started waiting for the bus togehter with other commuters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minute after minute. Other bus services came and went. The clock ticked. I was listening to song after song on my iphone and well, I realised quite a number of songs had been played and the bus still had not come. Looked at my watch. 8.10. No sign of the bus. Checked the iphone app for the bus. 3 mins. Ok. I waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 mins later, and still no sign of the bus. Looked at the app again. Suddenly it jumped to 14 minutes. So, what had happened? I was beginning to get frustrated. And at the same time, confused. What happened to the bus service? But well, I still waited, not very patiently, and I went about doing my stuff on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 8.30. No sign. Looked at the iphone app again. 1 min to the arrival. I am pretty sure there would be a "Arr" icon showing up on the app if the bus were to arrive. I waited for that whole one minute. No. It jumped back to 12 min. So what exactly was happening to the bus service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten quite fed up. And more buses came and went. 3 of every other bus services came and went. That's the period of time I waited. And counting. More people showed up at my bus stop, apparently waiting for the same bus as me. I paced up and down the bus stop, with impatient looks on my face, keep opening up the app to hope for some miracle that 12 could just jump to 1. And well, cursing and swearing on my mind and preparing my script so that I know i could lash out to the bus driver later. And facebooking to vent my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.42. The bus finally came. As expected, it was packed. Oh my god. I suddenly had the desperation to dash up the bus because I did not want to be left behind, got squeezed out of the bus, and wait another 52 minutes (the exact time i waited for this bus) for the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So luckily I was on the bus. Well to my surprise, an uncle was already talking to the bus driver. And there goes the chain of complaints the bus driver vented out. On the whole drive from Jln Toa Payoh to Bukit Panjang, where the passenger alighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when I realised, there seemed to be a problem in the organisation that all of us are into - the employee system. Employees always have 2 problems: probem with their colleagues, and problem with their boss. For this bus driver, both.. and the third one: problem with his job. He is a Singaporean, but he was earning meagre pay, just barely enough to support his family. The reason why the bus was so "slow" is because some of his colleagues pulled stunts at the last minute. Causing less trips. Well. As soon as I understood that reason, in my mind I forgave the driver. Because it was not his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reached home, I sent in a letter to SMRT. Under feedback. Regarding my experience today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience is still lurking in my mind right now. I started to feel for the driver. You see, employees will never be happy. Be it high paying, low paying, high responsibility, no responsibility, field of your interest or not, whatever. Why? Because when you are inside, the moment you realise you are to DO THE SAME SHIT OVER AND OVER AGAIN FOR 30 YEARS, trust me, no one will dare to dream of that. That was why the other colleagues that realised this went into self-denial and avoidance by pulling such stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the passenger and the bus driver are chatting, I saw the image of alot of people around me. from my friends, to my parents, to my cousins and relatives. Aren't they inside this rat race also? Where they could not get out of this working world? Seriously who wants to be shouldered with burdens, responsibilities that have nothing to do with your life? And when you see them like that, slogging their guts out just to sustain a lifestyle, Do you imagine yourself inside this scenario as well? If you haven't, pls do so, because you have to get mentally prepared for it. 30 years straight. I'm not bluffing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well guys, or whoever came across this by chance or whatsoever, if you realise you are in a similar situation as this bus driver, please do something about it, or you will end up complaining for the rest of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-3810666328266165191?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/3810666328266165191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=3810666328266165191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3810666328266165191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3810666328266165191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/11/well-mixed-feelings.html' title='Well. Mixed feelings.'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-7032711762803074346</id><published>2011-08-23T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T02:46:42.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world today.</title><content type='html'>An opinion to the Gen-Y and Gen-Z population of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an ordinary person. I was born in 1989, and I am currently undergoing tertiary education. I hereby express my opinions to anyone who came across this post, and to whoever see this, well, that was just a few cents worth of my opinions on the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when I was small my mother always tell me to study hard, so that I can enter college and then university. I heeded my mother's advice without doubt, and I studied very hard through primary school, secondary school, and junior college. Little did I realise that what I had studied, books I had buried myself in for months and years, notes I had written until my wrist once injured over, were for a cause that I had never imagined to be in life; The question "Why do you study?" was thrown at me and all these thoughts jerked me into thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do we study? For interest? For prospect? Most probably the latter, to majority of us. The cliche reason of studying to get to a good school, a good college, a good course in the top university and come out with a good cert to apply for a good job/career. All along that was the way since decades ago because our parents had seen such testimonials, people drawing a good pay just using a uni degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as time passes, as generation changes, more people see this as the way in life. Thus, parents are motivated to make their kids go into the route that they failed to because they missed the chance to do so. And more and more people over the years went in, came out with degree certificates. Well, with more supply of degree candidates, more people vie for jobs requiring that level of education, and employers grabbed the opportunity to slash starting pays of graduates, because of increased competition; Whoever can command a lower starting pay shall get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As degree holders became more common, the upcoming generation shall climb even higher: Degree with Honours. And in just a couple of years' time, the next wave of graduates are out with Degree with Honours. The scenario for degree holders a couple of years back now applied to the current wave of graduates - those with Degree with Honours. This is the current situation today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 52% of the new people entering the workforce are graduates. To those who are planning for the route to uni, may I ask you a question. Where do you stand now? In the ocean of future graduates few years later, are you confident that you are the one that stands out amidst the others and secure a better future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To these people I shall have a reason for them to go to uni: to "enjoy" the Rat Race. A race that one will never escape from. Why? Because, once inside, always inside. Until you find another person to take over you. Well, that's the result of being in the norm. For following the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7032711762803074346?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7032711762803074346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7032711762803074346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7032711762803074346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7032711762803074346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/08/world-today.html' title='the world today.'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-3671515564205067981</id><published>2011-07-31T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T01:30:39.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SGD $1 = USD $0.829476</title><content type='html'>The rising singapore dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember 10 years ago, the exchange rate was 1 USD = 1.717 SGD. And that time USA was a superpower nation. We all thought back then, that USA will never fall. But look at today. It is shaking. Its economy unstable, investors pull out their stocks and shares from US bonds, and much more is going on inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is before is never what will be in the future. We cannot be too comfortable with what we have now. Instead, we should keep ourselves on the lookout of the world happening around us, because we do not know when we will need to change our living strategy in order to get ourselves on the upper hand of the society again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world plays on the survival of the fittest. Whoever is unable to follow this trend shall say goodbye to comfort. And live in poverty. Not in terms of finacial ability, but in terms of lifestyle. They will find themselves work and work like there is no end to it. but whoever is able to detect this trend, or phenomenom way before and do something about it will get to enjoy a safe and peaceful, or even exciting ride through the economical waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i am stating here is not a fact; it is just an opinion of what the world is coming to today. This is an era where a lot of people in different parts of the world have different mindsets towards life. Towards their way of living. But whatever it is, we just know one thing: we are responsible for our future. And we better be, for no one else is going to look after our arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the survival of the fittest, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-3671515564205067981?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/3671515564205067981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=3671515564205067981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3671515564205067981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3671515564205067981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/07/sgd-1-usd-0829476.html' title='SGD $1 = USD $0.829476'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-8876477460392496393</id><published>2011-07-25T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:40:10.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things about liabilities.</title><content type='html'>With the rising cost of living in Singapore, it is time we who live in this gergraphical boundary of Singapore start to think about how we are going to live inside this 649km^2 of land space. I must admit that the large part of the rising cost is due to the limited land space available for movement, and for settling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's talk about the cost. What defines the cost of living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone will have their own definition of "cost of living", be it whether they will be happy or not, whether they got friends or not, etc. But i shall be a Mr. Typical Singaporean. I talk about MONEY. Expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a well known fact that Singapore is one of the HIGHEST cost-of-living countries in the whole world. 2nd in ASIA, 8th in the WHOLE WORLD. (correct me if I am wrong) So how high is the cost of living to be considered a cost-of-living as such?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Singapore you need to consider a few factors, and that few factors are enough to let everyone of us gauge how much income we need in order to support ourselves, our family and our housing, and thus lead a comfortable lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expenses list:&lt;br /&gt;1) House&lt;br /&gt;2) Parents&lt;br /&gt;3) Children (start thinking of this already!)&lt;br /&gt;4) Insurance&lt;br /&gt;5) Transport&lt;br /&gt;6) Food&lt;br /&gt;7) Utilities&lt;br /&gt;8) Miscellaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, LUXURY families have far more than that. a LAUNDRY LIST of expenses await them. But let us say we are a NORMAL family. What kind of expenses do we expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) HOUSE. If you are living in a typical 4-room flat, congrats. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$1500/mth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Condo? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$3000/mth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That is the installment. DOWNPAYMENT 20% (ie. $75,000 for 4-room, $140,000 for condo). For downpayment please save it up before the age of 30. And we are not sure whether the prices will go up when we hit 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Parents. Your parents are not going to settle for some $200/mth are they? So I say you are some not-so-stingy guy. $500 per parent, total 4 X $500 = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$2000/mth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Why 4? Ask your wife. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Children. That is the killer. As any parent we want the BEST for our children. We can afford to eat grass, but our children cannot. We have to set aside large amounts of money for education, food, allowance, courses, skills, and the laundry list goes on. But on average, $800/mth per child doesn't sound too harsh. Agree? An average family gets 2 kids. so that makes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$1600/mth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Insurance. Whole family, (your side plus your wife's) get an average of 2 savings/medical/investment policy. That sums up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$1600/mth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (considering an average of $100/mth per policy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Transport. Car? or BMW? Let's settle for a good budget car. TOYOTA VIOS. $800/month, $10000 down payment. plus fuel and road tax and whatever-nots, should go up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$1200/month&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If you are a good saver. What about BMW? Average per adult (if you bother to buy concession) $200/adult, $30/child, $100/parent. Makes up about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$1000/month&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That is slightly cheaper, but at the expense of squeezing with the bangalas, sniffing other people's armpits, having to endure people's body odour. Well, at least you got a free human sandwich for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Food. You are a healthy family. Your parents, finding nothing better to do, decide to prepare meals for the whole family EVERY SINGLE DAY. Average $300 for the whole month for the family eating at home? Is that enough? Plus your meals outside at work. Another $400. That makes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$700/mth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Utilities. Not so bad... If you play some tricks here and there and managed to tie up with some corporate plans. $200 for Handphone and internet, $200 for water and electricity. Saver enough? &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$400/mth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Miscellaneous. Family outings? Are you really that no-life? Can't you bring your family out for a good meal outside to relax? Or are you one that coops the whole family up at home just because you don't want to spend any more money? Hmm. But still on average some events are unavoidable! Birthdays? BOMBS? Car summons? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;$200/month&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is that really that a lot? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the basic expenses that i am able to think of. That every family should spend at least. Let's sum up together all these list of expenses (i take the cheaper option if provided)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) $1500&lt;br /&gt;2) $2000&lt;br /&gt;3) $1600&lt;br /&gt;4) $1600&lt;br /&gt;5) $1000&lt;br /&gt;6) $700&lt;br /&gt;7) $400&lt;br /&gt;8) $200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: $9000/month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS. That is your monthly expenses. At the age of 30.&lt;br /&gt;Can you earn at least $9000/month by age 30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even DOCTORS can. They only start earning that at the age of 32.&lt;br /&gt;This is a rough gauge of how high the cost of living in Singapore is. Yes you may still insist that these are a bit too much. That my wife can work also. But, are you sure? When I had not even added a CAR to this expenses yet? Do you want your wife to work all the way suffering? There is a chinese saying, wifes are married over to be loved, not to suffer. As a real man, do you have that ego low enough to ask your wife work for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. If you still think your ENGINEERING DEGREE, ECONOMICS DEGREE or SCIENCE DEGREE is your trump card for your future, then I wish you all the best in the realistic world outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-8876477460392496393?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/8876477460392496393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=8876477460392496393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/8876477460392496393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/8876477460392496393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/07/things-about-liabilities.html' title='The things about liabilities.'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-7495447835473081637</id><published>2011-07-18T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:45:59.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGAPOREANS WANT MORE SEX: SURVEY</title><content type='html'>That's kind of an interesting survey.. both man and woman wanted sex! Woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok but thats not the point im driving across. That's on a side note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i read this article i feel for us singaporeans. Seriously why are we not doing the things we wanted to do? NOT EVEN FOR SEX? I mean, are we really getting too hectic a schedule such that we dun even have time for ourselves? If that's the case then we should really take a step back and look at the whole situation. And realise that something's wrong with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that singaporeans are not able to do the things we really wanted as and when we like has lit up a need in us: freedom. Not freedom of speech, not freedom of choice, but freedom of action. How many times had we wanted to do this and that yet ended up postponing, pushing back, even cancelling our dream tour package that we had waited for for so long? Why? Because work in our hectic lifestyle tell us we had to. So how? Still. SUCK IT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the life that we really want? That we are unable to do things we want? Then what do we live for? The sake of living? If you don't to be a living zombie then do sth abt it right now. So that you can have sex as much as u want in future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7495447835473081637?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7495447835473081637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7495447835473081637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7495447835473081637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7495447835473081637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/07/singaporeans-want-more-sex-survey.html' title='SINGAPOREANS WANT MORE SEX: SURVEY'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-4978928468498980170</id><published>2011-07-12T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T03:11:32.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"foreign workers conned in UK job scam."</title><content type='html'>So the "scammer" is actually a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this article shows one simple word: REALITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people always wanted to have plans for themselves in future when they were young. Some wanted to be white collar, some wanted to be investors, MOST wanted to do business, and some of them just wanted to "live a simple life". Well, thinking of that is free, and everyone will just go about thinking of how their DREAM lifestyle will be - when they achieved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as they grow older, they realise that their dreams are getting harder to achieve. Why? COMPETITION. Remember Singapore is only 5 mil worth of population, with 40% being foreigners. So what standing can we take when we are placed within the 6 BILLION population? And because of that, we start to see our DREAM lifestyle drifting further and further away. We can no longer keep them in sight, on mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As life progresses to adult stage, we saw ourselves entering the working society. Again, competition. We start to lose confidence in ourselves being the best of the best (which most of us view it as the ideal path to achieving our dreams) and we get stuck in the RAT RACE. Settling for an "ordinary" career, we set ourselves into working day and night, every single working day, for God knows how long, just to fulfill our daily needs. Thrown with the responsibility of a family to take care of, wonder if the meagre pay check we painfully exchanged our blood, sweat, health, family time, every single month is even enough to feed the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to this stage, we turned back, and EH! WHERE DID MY DREAM GO TO? Didn't i say i wanted to be this wanted to be that? Come on snap back to reality please. Those dreams are a thing of the past. Do not think of that anymore. You can't make it. And reality just snaps your dreams apart. Congrats. You are now LIVING FOR THE SAKE OF LIVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone want this to happen? NO! But wad happened? It's the difference in CHOICE that we make in our early stages in our lives. We tend to be too comfortable in our lives as a student, as a part timer, and we don't intend to step out of our comfort zone and do something extra. What is that extra stuff? Well its up to u to research on; everyone has their own set of "extra stuff" to do, which could change their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, if you are SERIOUS about your future, take the first step NOW. Wait no longer. Opportunity dont wait for anyone. But dont be so stupid as to go around scamming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-4978928468498980170?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/4978928468498980170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=4978928468498980170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/4978928468498980170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/4978928468498980170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/07/foreign-workers-conned-in-uk-job-scam.html' title='&quot;foreign workers conned in UK job scam.&quot;'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-7641441668393628702</id><published>2011-07-08T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:59:48.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u better noe how vulnerable sg is.</title><content type='html'>today's straits times: EUROPEAN SUICIDE RATES PUSHED HIGHER BY FINANCIAL CRISIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. this topic itself says alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the impact one financial crisis is able to make. in europe. a superpower continent once thought to be by the whole world. if u realise all the branded goods (gucci chanel prada lv bvlgari etc etc are all originated fromt there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in a first world country such things can happen, den wad abt singapore? wad abt us? what will happen in we citizens, NOT THE GOVERNMENT, take the full hit of economic recession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i feel, singaporeans are relying too much on the support of government for survival. look at the SG budget. look at the housing prices, the elections, the services provided and so on. and when the government fail to do one thing out of the 10001 things achieved, we just focus on that one issue that the govt did not address and bombard criticism on them. is that being fair to them? i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a hk drama serial. 家好月圆. there comes this particular sentence,, or question, that we can ponder upon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have done 10000 good things, but at last u did one bad thing, are u considered bad?&lt;br /&gt;you have done 10000 bad things, but at last u did one good thing, are u considered good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up to u to decipher the essence of this qn. shall nt explain further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, yes government are trying to make singapore a better place to live in. but ultimately if we want ourselves to be able to lead a lifestyle we want IT'S ALL UP TO US. why are the rich able to make more money during recession? cos they never depended on anything else. only themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we going to depend on government for survival? if we are at that stage, its time to do sth about our current situation. or else if (touch wood) we were to receive the full impact of the next recession, only god knows what will happen of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7641441668393628702?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7641441668393628702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7641441668393628702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7641441668393628702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7641441668393628702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/07/u-better-noe-how-vulnerable-sg-is.html' title='u better noe how vulnerable sg is.'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-2607067106241114438</id><published>2011-05-15T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:43:33.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school shag. but school with work is ultimately shag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but: worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been hectic to the extent of not even having time to blog man.... oh too rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. busy is good! shows you're doing something. PRODUCTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, holidays are drawing near. time to wreak some havoc. not at home, but at work.&lt;br /&gt;the more messier the better! yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-2607067106241114438?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/2607067106241114438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=2607067106241114438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/2607067106241114438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/2607067106241114438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/05/school-shag.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-6265172425606839835</id><published>2011-01-20T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:01:35.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sem break is going to be over.&lt;br /&gt;and i missed the registration &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things have passed&lt;br /&gt;lots of things are going to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am i really prepared for these?&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;2 yrs is not short&lt;br /&gt;but 2 yrs is not long also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better make full use of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-6265172425606839835?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/6265172425606839835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=6265172425606839835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6265172425606839835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6265172425606839835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2011/01/sem-break-is-going-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-5603827558515800128</id><published>2010-12-08T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T14:23:43.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past reflections awakened me</title><content type='html'>i was reading yuekai's past blog archives.&lt;div&gt;and i saw really meaningful posts up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i asked myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how long did she manage to do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, when am i going to achieve that level?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but whatever it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be it me being a slow learner or what,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tell myself one thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T STOP. (also taken from her =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to go all out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end this yr with a bang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-5603827558515800128?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/5603827558515800128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=5603827558515800128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/5603827558515800128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/5603827558515800128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/12/past-reflections-awakened-me.html' title='past reflections awakened me'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-6503143009187934332</id><published>2010-11-09T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:41:33.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok its time to get busy</title><content type='html'>school. sucks. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing everyone so stressed over papers quizzes and homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel whether that is even necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say yr 1 is supposed to be relac relac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i dun see it that way leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the ATs are like taking over, owning the whole school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left us who were fighting at the left side of the bell curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully with MY GOOD NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyaz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-6503143009187934332?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/6503143009187934332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=6503143009187934332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6503143009187934332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6503143009187934332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-its-time-to-get-busy.html' title='ok its time to get busy'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-1293020833135396745</id><published>2010-08-31T04:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T04:43:14.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA happy adulthood to me!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R21 liao. FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long day tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-1293020833135396745?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/1293020833135396745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=1293020833135396745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1293020833135396745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1293020833135396745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/08/haha-happy-adulthood-to-me-d-r21-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-2381152657357909014</id><published>2010-07-26T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:50:00.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. its just another hectic week over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this wk is sorta... haiz just felt being kept out of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in my own world. of enjoyment. of ignorance. of... neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally went lost into the enjoyment of the camp. sighs. no go la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its really really nice to meet new ppl who are so nice to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the activities (though not exactly fantastic :P) but at least bonded us so close together within such a short time. i feel its remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. but at least its over. back to the bloody hectic lifestyle. of fulfilling our dreams ahead.&lt;br /&gt; sorry teammates if im not around... but now I AM BACK. to fight with u all. cheers ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;ahteo (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-2381152657357909014?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/2381152657357909014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Nobody goes on his success path with many ppl cheering on for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't expect encouragement from those who have been thinking that you are just another friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be prepared to face wet blankets. icy cold ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the journey to success is never warm and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the harder your journey is,&lt;br /&gt;the sweeter your success. =)&lt;br /&gt;guys, lets make our journey to success,&lt;br /&gt;a hard and a sweet one ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7544566495428704586?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7544566495428704586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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weird.</title><content type='html'>Guardian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of my student?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-483239766988503599?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/483239766988503599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=483239766988503599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/483239766988503599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/483239766988503599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really makes you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when the one you love has made so much difference in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you are leaving just like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one who loved you so much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one who has sacrificed so much for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having to bear to let you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the most painful. of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when every memory comes back in a flash,&lt;br /&gt;thats when you realise&lt;br /&gt;how much pain you've done to others;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the part that makes me cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-1172240614220756720?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/1172240614220756720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=1172240614220756720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1172240614220756720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1172240614220756720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-into-emotions.html' title='a vacation into the emotions.'/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-7399212739494230151</id><published>2010-03-31T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:58:08.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunwan to say it's a review..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/S7Itfkdoi-I/AAAAAAAAAi4/D76BV-YrO48/s1600/9dc3cf58059ca7ae800a18f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454472119086255074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/S7Itfkdoi-I/AAAAAAAAAi4/D76BV-YrO48/s400/9dc3cf58059ca7ae800a18f0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching hi my sweetheart. its been long since i watch idol drama alr. lots of things to think abt, lots of things to reflect abt.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i tear like hell T.T every episode summore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. one moment happy one moment sad...&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings la.&lt;br /&gt;too much to take.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, if i were inside this story would i even be able to take it. so much stress upon me. ok la though i sortof been through it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u are losing hope in life. when some stranger comes to you. asking you not to lose hope in life. thats the feeling i got when watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times in life, we face our ups and downs. yes, in ur ups you were damn high. but what abt when you are at the dull periods? are you going to pick yourself up or wait for ppl to pull u up? if there are ppl who willing do so to u, GOOD. but wad if there isnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's wad "陈宝茱" was facing through the 6 years. she felt ppl pulling her up. and she felt herself gaining the will to pick herself up. in two different scenarios. well, i admire this girl of learning so much, growing up over these... 6 yrs. or 7. but is there anyone around me who are liddat? hmm.. i dunno. very few. or not even one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottling up is not a solution to your problems. not that friends around u will help solve your problems, but at least. finding someone to cry ur hearts out, finding someone to be a listening ear, finding someone to share this burden with u. isnt it a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this word, "misunderstanding". i believe all of us have been through this word. literally. how many times have we been wronged by our loved ones? how many times have we cleared them? and look at how this word changed us totally. "林达浪" to "薛海" is a freaking good example. see the way he treated "陈宝茱". nb. damn dui. but aren't we facing this all these while in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. that's what is lacking: information. the need to know the whole story. the whole picture. not be narrow minded. not to be closed mindset. yes its painful, its unbelievable. to know the whole thing. but knowing the whole thing will be better than being kept in the dark, being spin like nobody's business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, this show just teach me 1 thing: to grow up. ambiguous eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what about u? do u still want to stay in our comfort zone and not grow up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7399212739494230151?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7399212739494230151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7399212739494230151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7399212739494230151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7399212739494230151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dunwan-to-say-its-review.html' title='I dunwan to say it&apos;s a review..'/><author><name>My thought</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/S7Itfkdoi-I/AAAAAAAAAi4/D76BV-YrO48/s72-c/9dc3cf58059ca7ae800a18f0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392988139700338024.post-5065563806928686244</id><published>2010-03-28T02:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T02:42:53.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things are getting off hand.&lt;br /&gt;seiously i dunno wad to do alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just ride the waves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-5065563806928686244?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/5065563806928686244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=5065563806928686244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/5065563806928686244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/5065563806928686244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-are-getting-off-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-6582331360977266028</id><published>2010-02-23T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:22:08.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are so many events along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i have no time to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather, if i post i would be spending like 13481538431 hrs writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i end up forgetting what happened at the earliest day, or towards the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw. HAPPY CNY EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you collect many many angpao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;pulling out my long lost pri sch mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp KANGYU! omg. 9 yrs totally OUT-OF-TOUCH. and finally we met agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its my first time gambling. woohoo~ to be exact, i only lost in mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;2 X 炸糊！ )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more coming up man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. cny period is a damn nua period. for me.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to work sia.&lt;br /&gt;sleep during work..&lt;br /&gt;zombie during lessons..&lt;br /&gt;and hyper again. during meet-the-houses-for-gambling sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;see la i forget wad i want to say alrd.&lt;br /&gt;but anw. later going elbert's hse.&lt;br /&gt;for yet another round of ban lat.&lt;br /&gt;or poker.&lt;br /&gt;or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;yay. $$$$$$ eyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok been feeling damn lack of sleep recently.&lt;br /&gt;cny wk i 5 day sleep 13 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;like wth.&lt;br /&gt;time to go for a rest (oops no? gotta work!)&lt;br /&gt;shyt. cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momentum. inertia.&lt;br /&gt;lets go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-6582331360977266028?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/6582331360977266028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=6582331360977266028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6582331360977266028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6582331360977266028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-are-so-many-events-along-way.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-5681757627422118625</id><published>2010-02-05T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T01:20:35.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my brothers are willing to FIGHTITOUT with me (finally).&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt i give myself this chance also?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-5681757627422118625?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/5681757627422118625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=5681757627422118625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/5681757627422118625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/5681757627422118625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-4718522477084348727</id><published>2010-01-03T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:19:03.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's a decade past again. i think for 2009 everyone worked hard, slogged hard enough (:&lt;br /&gt;BUT. it's not the time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;since we are all revved up by 2009, let's go ALL OUT in 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past 10 years. i have changed alot. from the time i was in primary 5, until secondary sch, until jc, until army, and until now, sitting in front of the computer, was a 20-yr-old who was just JOBLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the fireworks right after the clock struck 12 alot of memories flashed through my mind. almost on the verge of crying i almost cant believe i had went 10 freaking HARD years. where i grow from a boy to a "man". i do not want to have a 2nd such experience man. sometimes, once is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about the journey ahead of me? 2010. can i make it a successful year for myself, i wonder. well, that all depends on whether WHATEVER i had learnt over the past decade is being put to use. starting today. starting. RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not having any resolutions for this year. and i don't want to. thats so fake. but let's make it an AIM. to whatever we want to achieve by the end of this year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"COME ON GUYS!" -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks brothers for going this journey with me. i love you all. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-4718522477084348727?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/4718522477084348727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=4718522477084348727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/4718522477084348727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/4718522477084348727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010-well-its-decade-past-again.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-1080897857430282585</id><published>2009-12-31T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:29:49.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on 16 Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went biking.&lt;br /&gt;with my father's bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and goodness! what did i get into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an accident!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;landed me in this state..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLgq20Am8I/AAAAAAAAAf4/377-jdLb3NI/s1600/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405129529670802370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLgq20Am8I/AAAAAAAAAf4/377-jdLb3NI/s400/DSC00587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLgqZwa_-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/Kbo3h01LQZc/s1600/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405129521871126498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLgqZwa_-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/Kbo3h01LQZc/s400/DSC00586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402513892225293554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SvmVwuAznPI/AAAAAAAAAe4/hcwaihbzmNs/s400/DSC00584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402513894621095746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SvmVw28Ap0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/-vScYW-uhrM/s400/DSC00585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402513883086243138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SvmVwL94xUI/AAAAAAAAAew/RZEkDocufrk/s400/DSC00583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402513879264078770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SvmVv9unK7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/3x0hevAbVu4/s400/DSC00582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402513873066415362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SvmVvmo-VQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/4omstN0Ngo0/s400/DSC00581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days later.. after much tender loving care on my wounds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLVl7aHo-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/0UEGQ-Gbnu4/s1600/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405117350377137122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLVl7aHo-I/AAAAAAAAAfo/0UEGQ-Gbnu4/s400/DSC00592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405117339004438754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLVlRCqCOI/AAAAAAAAAfg/SmBmkpCGQZA/s400/DSC00591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405117338382251954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLVlOuUN7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/f9r9Oe7g-ZM/s400/DSC00590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405117328025143298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLVkoI_SAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lwmreJctZjc/s400/DSC00589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405117325454120066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SwLVkekAlII/AAAAAAAAAfI/aRQJOBAfNm4/s400/DSC00588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518068028815842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmMdrdxueI/AAAAAAAAAg4/URpl8msD2qM/s400/DSC00595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518056933193970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmMdCIX-PI/AAAAAAAAAgw/sMp8A2_33pc/s400/DSC00594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518052267446898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmMcwv-UnI/AAAAAAAAAgo/AbsfG9fna9M/s400/DSC00593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmMefto20I/AAAAAAAAAhI/BMQP3fCWhhE/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518082053987138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmMefto20I/AAAAAAAAAhI/BMQP3fCWhhE/s400/DSC00597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmMeP6p6SI/AAAAAAAAAhA/0dyuk2YhjIM/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518077813614882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmMeP6p6SI/AAAAAAAAAhA/0dyuk2YhjIM/s400/DSC00596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh damn my UC partner whacked me on my wound itself! argh. cant heal as fast alrd le la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 oct...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUMkCapUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/OyVzWdrzEGs/s1600-h/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420526570070254914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUMkCapUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/OyVzWdrzEGs/s400/DSC00604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUMIkRHwI/AAAAAAAAAho/I72ofxTSYVI/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420526562696044290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUMIkRHwI/AAAAAAAAAho/I72ofxTSYVI/s400/DSC00603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUL5B_n3I/AAAAAAAAAhg/zeGZOHarTgM/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420526558525759346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUL5B_n3I/AAAAAAAAAhg/zeGZOHarTgM/s400/DSC00602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmULZ_VEII/AAAAAAAAAhY/ln7ndq3XSZQ/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420526550193082498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmULZ_VEII/AAAAAAAAAhY/ln7ndq3XSZQ/s400/DSC00601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUK-xHtzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/1fXm6sl70iw/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420526542885730098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmUK-xHtzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/1fXm6sl70iw/s400/DSC00600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmXU7VwMYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/gocBq0Uwc1Y/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420530012299211138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmXU7VwMYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/gocBq0Uwc1Y/s400/DSC00608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmXURgOL6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/XHmZDXVvFWc/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420530001068830626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmXURgOL6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/XHmZDXVvFWc/s400/DSC00606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmXT-wEjbI/AAAAAAAAAh4/I3qS9evVPlo/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420529996035034546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SzmXT-wEjbI/AAAAAAAAAh4/I3qS9evVPlo/s400/DSC00610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was wad i took just a few days later. finally 95% recovery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4G0zsuCI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HMoPpVVlWgk/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421129003864733730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4G0zsuCI/AAAAAAAAAiw/HMoPpVVlWgk/s400/DSC00615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4GkyAGtI/AAAAAAAAAio/BzTxRGdCszY/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128999562648274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4GkyAGtI/AAAAAAAAAio/BzTxRGdCszY/s400/DSC00614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4GLwpEwI/AAAAAAAAAig/ayM8IJipuw4/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128992846058242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4GLwpEwI/AAAAAAAAAig/ayM8IJipuw4/s400/DSC00613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4F3AdW7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/sYGXgJQcqgE/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128987275254706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4F3AdW7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/sYGXgJQcqgE/s400/DSC00612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4FZZ0LPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Rv8lYx9bUUo/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421128979328543986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/Szu4FZZ0LPI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Rv8lYx9bUUo/s400/DSC00611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. an experience for me. though now i getting abit scared abt riding... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ya thats my takeaway for 31/12/09. this post. so cool isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway. new yr's coming up. a few more hours. and i'll be off to celebrate also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well. whats your resolution for this yr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;too many already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WILL BE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an unpredictable year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to what extent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't ask me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prepare ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-1080897857430282585?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/1080897857430282585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=1080897857430282585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1080897857430282585'/><link 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myself up? or there is really something special about this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lotsa fun. shouted alot. minimal sleep just to enjoy the company of one another. damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot guys. u all made these so meaningful and memorable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad can i say? it's just. different. from any other. hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACKOUT!&lt;br /&gt;神功护体，所向无敌!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a minute of encouragement in a failure is worth more than an hour of praises after success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-3714089932647253279?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-4392988139700338024.post-1859123843898876801</id><published>2009-12-02T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:04:48.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging from work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laptop taken out from home! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously. the kids are too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speak to them nicely they wun listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punish them they play trump card (mummy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;push them do hw they keep walking ard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thousands of warnings they just wun listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad else can i do man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wlau. hope they really pull through and then F.O. from here. forever.&lt;br /&gt;let the pri sch teachers do the job man...&lt;br /&gt;(skarly lalitha takes over xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. its a new month.&lt;br /&gt;new plans new goals.&lt;br /&gt;and on the other side, new worries.&lt;br /&gt;arrgh. im losing sleep.&lt;br /&gt;alot of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not cos im in an insomnia&lt;br /&gt;but too much things to do alrd,&lt;br /&gt;until no time left for sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its for myself.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;nxt yr april, reap wad i sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-1859123843898876801?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/1859123843898876801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=1859123843898876801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1859123843898876801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1859123843898876801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogging-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-639663813895228203</id><published>2009-11-30T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:39:29.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recession is over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RISKS ARE BUILDING UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all star teams fail because they rely on individual talent to win.&lt;br /&gt;the soviets won because they made use of individual talents to build a system to overpower individual talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. would you want to be an ALLSTAR? or the SOVIETS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. stop talking. start walking.&lt;br /&gt;to your goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-639663813895228203?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-4392988139700338024.post-2312123281778233749</id><published>2009-11-28T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:21:26.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sent wil off on thurs morn. 8am.&lt;br /&gt;before that went to his hse with ronnie.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so nua-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i was SO DAMN TIRED (i only had 2 hrs of sleep for the 3 days)&lt;br /&gt;my brain was always running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cant stop it la...&lt;br /&gt;wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shag.&lt;br /&gt;but. everyone, please fight on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BURST OF FIRE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-2312123281778233749?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/2312123281778233749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=2312123281778233749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/2312123281778233749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/2312123281778233749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2009/11/sent-wil-off-on-thurs-morn.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-6372498244111988129</id><published>2009-11-26T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:32:08.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im totally shaggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not shag out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to like the shagness;&lt;br /&gt;cos more of it will be coming man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come, zhiheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to say anything..&lt;br /&gt;if i ever hurt u in any way,&lt;br /&gt;pls tell me how i can bu chang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;div 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thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-3071958196106474938</id><published>2009-11-18T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:37:53.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what exactly do children know?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;its been past half a generation.&lt;br /&gt;the kids in the past are alrd different from the ones today.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. dilemna.&lt;br /&gt;im bursting alr.&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno how to handle kids nowadays anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-16/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;his mother came for me.&lt;br /&gt;i tried.&lt;br /&gt;but.. failed..&lt;br /&gt;though that doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;when he pushed the $2.50 chicken rice money back to me.&lt;br /&gt;that was when. i realise.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should let bygones be bygones.&lt;br /&gt;(though i suspect his mother asked him to return)&lt;br /&gt;but then. thanks. you opened my heart again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-17/11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-3071958196106474938?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/3071958196106474938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=3071958196106474938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3071958196106474938'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahha. life is moving at godspeed.&lt;br /&gt;no time to wait.&lt;br /&gt;no time to procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;lets go dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7901226687172615214?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7901226687172615214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7901226687172615214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7901226687172615214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7901226687172615214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2009/11/well.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-6915365278918134182</id><published>2009-10-19T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:24:36.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you did notice (erm, who does the "you" refer to?) my posts are all quarter-yearly posts.&lt;br /&gt;that's quite an encouraging countdown.... and i'm proud to say this is the &lt;strong&gt;LAST &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post of this "routine"!  :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last major event is FINALLY over. coooool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, today? 22 more days to ORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened within these 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;that made me really on fire.&lt;br /&gt;sleepless.&lt;br /&gt;excited.&lt;br /&gt;into realisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans for ORD?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. lotsa stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. I'm gonna revive this blog. again. let's see if there are anyone who still bothered abt this dormant blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;another long run ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;take 5. and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-6915365278918134182?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/6915365278918134182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=6915365278918134182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6915365278918134182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/6915365278918134182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2009/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-1995073238652477321</id><published>2009-07-19T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:07:16.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july liao....&lt;br /&gt;now on to the LAST LAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some updates..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;we are getting from shag to SHAGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now it's getting lower-key.&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now. i shall start rampaging on my thoughts on what i shall do after i ORD.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant stand NS. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. should thank my friends who have been supporting me all this while.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;they're my lifetime partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. left with 1 more major event; LRRP.&lt;br /&gt;and off i go. BACK TO THE CIVILIAN WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEXT PHASE OF LIFE. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-1995073238652477321?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/1995073238652477321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=1995073238652477321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1995073238652477321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1995073238652477321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2009/07/heh-july-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-7468806935853372191</id><published>2009-04-13T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:31:50.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok my quarter-yearly update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 3 mths were the most happening in my 2 yrs phase.&lt;br /&gt;really. gained alot.&lt;br /&gt;really got transparent to my peers.&lt;br /&gt;they saw me as who i am.&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised that. (kinda slow, aren't i?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the high key is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to lay abit lower.&lt;br /&gt;chill yeah xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7468806935853372191?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7468806935853372191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7468806935853372191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7468806935853372191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7468806935853372191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-my-quarter-yearly-update.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-3020380854138919225</id><published>2009-01-03T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:13:54.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. it's 3 jan. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly 1 yr ago i was here. exactly at the same place. in front of the com. typing with lots of uncertainty in mind how i am going to face the challenges the year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. 2300hrs. i am GOING to do the same thing. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been not that good. so far so "bad".&lt;br /&gt;the good thing is, i've suck-thumbed for 357 days.&lt;br /&gt;and counting.&lt;br /&gt;more than half is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287085263760554098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SV-ACQOmeHI/AAAAAAAAAcI/-nAfNKhViGM/s400/DSCN0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks these few ppl who went through THAT much with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya. thanks alot. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and welcome clement :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had alot of things to talk about, to ponder upon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope those are fruitful ones as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-3020380854138919225?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/3020380854138919225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=3020380854138919225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3020380854138919225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/3020380854138919225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7xd6Blz43ak/SV-ACQOmeHI/AAAAAAAAAcI/-nAfNKhViGM/s72-c/DSCN0770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392988139700338024.post-7780636790987369129</id><published>2008-10-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:49:20.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally.&lt;br /&gt;the hell is over.&lt;br /&gt;now for more hell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time seems to pass faster.&lt;br /&gt;it's supposed to be a good sign, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt alot of things over these 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;hope what i learnt will carry me through the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's countdown.&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking real forward to that. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-7780636790987369129?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/7780636790987369129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=7780636790987369129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7780636790987369129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/7780636790987369129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-1083682133771189294</id><published>2008-07-20T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:06:19.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In First Commando Battalion:&lt;br /&gt;CPL Huang Zhiheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's gonna be tough.&lt;br /&gt;for the next 6 months or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-1083682133771189294?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/1083682133771189294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=1083682133771189294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1083682133771189294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1083682133771189294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-first-commando-battalion-cpl-huang.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><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-4392988139700338024.post-1898733560426255023</id><published>2008-04-27T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:35:07.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to pop by.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+ months le.&lt;br /&gt;whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;missed the past.&lt;br /&gt;yupp =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392988139700338024-1898733560426255023?l=poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/feeds/1898733560426255023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392988139700338024&amp;postID=1898733560426255023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1898733560426255023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392988139700338024/posts/default/1898733560426255023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poiuytrewq-lkjhgfdsa-mnbvcxz.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-to-pop-by.html' title=''/><author><name>My thought</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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