<?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-16460277</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:18:02.038+08:00</updated><category term='Musical Thoughts'/><category term='Events and Happenings'/><category term='Slice of life'/><category term='Dreams and poetry'/><category term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>子どもの心 Addie</title><subtitle type='html'>Where naivety still roams deep within</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link 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[ORIGINAL]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always feeling musical during assignment or exam periods...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time I wrote a song, "dedicated to you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Song title: Dedicated to You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lyrics and composed by Kevin Tang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun's shining on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It tells me to breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It knows that I can't say THAT out loud to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PRE-CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know that I'm introverted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes think that I'm perverted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I wrote you this song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you'll know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish you'll know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My feelings (affections) for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss (need) you I want (love) you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's what I'll do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the East (North) To the West (South)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll go for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I need (wish) All I want (hope)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is you by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how I wish that I'm with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh I just want to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moon's glaring at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so hard to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time passes so quick and I haven't say THAT in awhile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Repeat (PRE-CHORUS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Repeat (CHORUS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song is dedicated to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I don't have to say directly to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Repeat CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I've written just for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is my way of saying that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glued~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKsleAHraRA/TtCRv-qeqxI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dC_R85M8HOo/s1600/DSC04552hi5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKsleAHraRA/TtCRv-qeqxI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dC_R85M8HOo/s200/DSC04552hi5.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKsleAHraRA/TtCRv-qeqxI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dC_R85M8HOo/s72-c/DSC04552hi5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-6801596955252664096</id><published>2011-11-09T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:18:04.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Seclusion: Battle between two selfs</title><content type='html'>Once ever so sunny, now it is drizzling,&lt;br /&gt;Things that have gone smoothly, sometimes obstructive,&lt;br /&gt;Just like most people in life,&lt;br /&gt;mood swings, ups and downs, high and low,&lt;br /&gt;there is never a definite description that will last forever,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how you wish it would stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Range of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;range of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how down your mood is,&lt;br /&gt;once it hits rock bottom,&lt;br /&gt;there is no other way but up,&lt;br /&gt;and it happens the other way around as well,&lt;br /&gt;just like the exhilarating part of alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;then comes the irritating hangover,&lt;br /&gt;and goes back to the normal daily life phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad&amp;lt;---------Normal---------&amp;gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Is it really true that everyone put their mood in a rating scale?&lt;br /&gt;As a medical profession I've always had been asking about from scale of 1 to 10,&lt;br /&gt;how would the patient rate their mood/ pain/ feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask myself at the end,&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to quantify anything so subjective?&lt;br /&gt;Can you actually isolate the feeling to a respective percentage or integer?&lt;br /&gt;When you explore it,&lt;br /&gt;it is always more than just being some ranking to allow other health professionals to get an insight of what a patient feels,&lt;br /&gt;Does it always mean the same if other people gave the same digit to describe their feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Do people in general all express their feelings in the same way?&lt;br /&gt;Or following the social norms?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it ultimately relies on a person's personality,&lt;br /&gt;although this is where misunderstandings and assumptions are made,&lt;br /&gt;by people who think they know it all but in fact,&lt;br /&gt;they are just people who are following to the codes that are perceived as 'normal' in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People try their best to stay on the optimum mood,&lt;br /&gt;People try to avoid and be somewhat of an&amp;nbsp;isolationist,&lt;br /&gt;But all with intention of trying to keep their mood stable,&lt;br /&gt;Seclusion does not always have to be a negative thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;At least you are with someone who understands and knows you the best,&lt;br /&gt;who is capable of dealing with the enemy deep within you&lt;br /&gt;which is yourself...&lt;br /&gt;against...&lt;br /&gt;yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRxqPbvE7x0/Trn9jqpXtZI/AAAAAAAAAYM/oJEyMrFk6Ko/s1600/DSC00618dark.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocFjfWk7b44/Trn9ksV0XuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jUw4Bk_2AFI/s1600/DSC00616dark.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocFjfWk7b44/Trn9ksV0XuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jUw4Bk_2AFI/s200/DSC00616dark.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: 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type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;It's important to monitor you since you're on Clozapine when it has the side effects of agranulocytosis which is a white cell defect and potential myocarditis...&lt;/i&gt;", while I explain to the patient and handed over the blood collection kit to the new RMO in ward. I was not confident to do it on an aggressive patient yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Things are always about side effects in pharmacological intervention,&lt;br /&gt;but recently I think people act hastily in general some times,&lt;br /&gt;even with knowing the possible consequences, they still happen to do it.&lt;br /&gt;What drives them to actually act on their intuition?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any degree of gain involved?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes trying to be in their shoes to understand what they are going through,&lt;br /&gt;but psychology can get a bit complicated and you would not want to be too attached to your patient.&lt;br /&gt;When psychiatry registrars are explaining things like philosophers,&lt;br /&gt;about how could the patients present with this behavior,&lt;br /&gt;with all the psychodynamics and biological models,&lt;br /&gt;it somehow connected to me,&lt;br /&gt;the words uttered from him somehow makes sense to me,&lt;br /&gt;which is different when I am doing other rotation (eg. neuro, cardio etc)&lt;br /&gt;Could this be from doing too much psychiatry?&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to be in psychiatry?- I don't know,&lt;br /&gt;at least not consciously,&lt;br /&gt;not if I sit down and research about what I really want, &lt;br /&gt;besides there is still lots to be experienced yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I understand that you've been using alcohol as something to numb away the sorrow and grief, but now your body is too intoxicated, and they want the alcohol out. We can still provide some benzos for your withdrawal&amp;nbsp; after doing the AWS, then monitor you closely...&lt;/i&gt;", stated the consultant while I'm writing the progress notes in patient's file.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Loss can be really shocking to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;With such an intense stimuli, it is normal for a person to defend it,&lt;br /&gt;unconsciously or consciously.&lt;br /&gt;In denial, forming a barrier and keeping the loss from within,&lt;br /&gt;finding a replacement (eg alcohol and drug abuse),&lt;br /&gt;referring back to the origin or when naivety is most likely prevalent,&lt;br /&gt;these are all examples of defensive methods after a loss.&lt;br /&gt;The positive approach would be desirable, to move on,&lt;br /&gt;but it will take a while.&lt;br /&gt;Things that can't be undone,&lt;br /&gt;things that comes back to haunt you,&lt;br /&gt;things that makes you feel imperfect,&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath,&lt;br /&gt;how scary and fearful it is,&lt;br /&gt;but hey,&lt;br /&gt;I guess you acquire active immunity from it,&lt;br /&gt;it will get less intense next time when it happens,&lt;br /&gt;but it is just another way of comforting yourself,&lt;br /&gt;isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;honestly speaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Kaiwyn Tang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-2015271567484855403?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/2015271567484855403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=2015271567484855403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2015271567484855403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2015271567484855403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2011/11/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-8822317937408661006</id><published>2011-10-30T06:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:45:16.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Truth beyond lies</title><content type='html'>Starting from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;most people at my age still tends to behave like a kid from time to time,&lt;br /&gt;never in their naivety that they realise,&lt;br /&gt;what could happen in reality,&lt;br /&gt;so most of them follow the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;most leaders would still have a period of time when they were followers,&lt;br /&gt;until they achieve something great and was once far out of reach,&lt;br /&gt;they followed the crowd and gather all the experience and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;I used the term 'most people' just to feel less guilty and to get on with it easier to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this era, most people would acquire knowledge from tertiary studies&lt;br /&gt;and worry about how to gain experience in the future.&lt;br /&gt;But not all people are satisfied with just facing the books and computers,&lt;br /&gt;some would be involved in work just to feel like living,&lt;br /&gt;but some would involved in work actually for a living.&lt;br /&gt;This could not be compared to theory, "Eat to live or live to eat"&lt;br /&gt;Because you still have to eat to survive, it is a mandatory act,&lt;br /&gt;but people who work just to feel like living does not compulsorily need to work.,&lt;br /&gt;but who does not like some cash into their own wallet?&lt;br /&gt;Men created currency to help make things function easier in the world,&lt;br /&gt;but without knowing how people now cannot function without money,&lt;br /&gt;causing different sorts of inequity issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stable and healthy financial source is what everyone would hope for,&lt;br /&gt;actually possibly to lie and die for to keep the source ongoing for most people,&lt;br /&gt;at least that's what most people know growing up in a working parents' family,&lt;br /&gt;Parents would come back home after work and de-stress with their beloved kids,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes share their philosophy of work and how they wish their child would not have to work,&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was just a kid,&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to work to help out with family,&lt;br /&gt;And always wondered why they are being so defensive about me earning some money,&lt;br /&gt;when financially it does not make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;Things started to clear up as I started working,&lt;br /&gt;and funny how I wished to be still cared by my parents,&lt;br /&gt;but life goes on and responsibilities keep adding up,&lt;br /&gt;and with all the given duties in life,&lt;br /&gt;it is crucial to maintain a stable financial source,&lt;br /&gt;although I would hate to admit that I would need an inorganic material to survive,&lt;br /&gt;but that is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering anyone in a tight spot of having to pay for their tuition fees, rent and living essentials,&lt;br /&gt;Majority would have possibly lied to secure a job,&lt;br /&gt;Ethically wrong, but there would not be any ethics to discuss when you're broke.&lt;br /&gt;Sure there are agencies to help and money to loan but for some folks, it will be limited,&lt;br /&gt;At least lying to keep a job in my opinion would not affect my work performance,&lt;br /&gt;since internal affairs would not be reflecting work credibility, it is more on the social side.&lt;br /&gt;But I do understand on the employer's side that trust is important too,&lt;br /&gt;So whether the employee forge a clever and beautiful lie,&lt;br /&gt;Or don't work at all since lying is still not advisable,&lt;br /&gt;But honesty in reality is like a fragile bubble of air floating up to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know when it will pop before it actually reach the&amp;nbsp;stratosphere,&lt;br /&gt;Would you be honest and tell your boss that you are working for their money?&lt;br /&gt;Although it is obvious but not many employee would admit that in front of their employer/s.&lt;br /&gt;Every employer would love to have employees that are sincere and honest,&lt;br /&gt;but where do you cross the line before you look like you're kissing their ass,&lt;br /&gt;and have the other employees go AWOL on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the very least, in my experience,&lt;br /&gt;I was dedicated to help and I have helped,&lt;br /&gt;Maintaining a healthy relationship with the co-workers and boss/es,&lt;br /&gt;Predominantly sincere and honest in all areas of work,&lt;br /&gt;but using a lie to secure a financial source would be fatally bad for me,&lt;br /&gt;like pulling off a nail where the picture hangs,&lt;br /&gt;although public sees the artwork,&lt;br /&gt;but once the nail has been pulled off, everything shatters.&lt;br /&gt;What's left is a lesson learnt,&lt;br /&gt;and try like hell to stand up tall again,&lt;br /&gt;and not to use a 'lie' nail to hang up my working life,&lt;br /&gt;unless you're a professional liar or life-threatening desperate,&lt;br /&gt;but clear it up to your boss before they find out,&lt;br /&gt;any&amp;nbsp;empathetic being&amp;nbsp;would understand and forgive,&lt;br /&gt;but still be prepared for a sack if you're uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson&amp;nbsp;learnt:&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is honesty, it's non-manipulative and definite,&lt;br /&gt;lies in the other hand can be manipulated all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Trust needs honesty and some non-manipulative lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Kaiwyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-8822317937408661006?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/8822317937408661006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=8822317937408661006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/8822317937408661006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/8822317937408661006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2011/10/truth-beyond-lies.html' title='Truth beyond lies'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-6065626530085198363</id><published>2011-09-18T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:39:48.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Withdrawal</title><content type='html'>Well *takes a deep breathe*&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight shines through the semi-transparent glass into my room full of notes and&amp;nbsp;unorganised&amp;nbsp;apparels.&lt;br /&gt;There I was lying on the same old bed,&lt;br /&gt;Looking through my contacts in my phone,&lt;br /&gt;dialed&amp;nbsp;up to a few friends - "No answer"&lt;br /&gt;I was about to take a quick nap just before I go hardcore on studies back.&lt;br /&gt;As I was about to doze off with procrastination,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to jolt up from my horizontal position,&lt;br /&gt;Washed my used dishes,&lt;br /&gt;Cooked dinner although it's only 410pm.&lt;br /&gt;Came back into the gloomy sunny room,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly felt a bit autumn-ish,&lt;br /&gt;the yellowness of the light soothes me as well as it brought some melancholy,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories slowly recollected into my mind,&lt;br /&gt;although I thought it was full from all the studies that I had done,&lt;br /&gt;the decision of withdrawing from last semester when I had gone through it,&lt;br /&gt;the decision of withdrawing from my parent's financial care,&lt;br /&gt;the decision of withdrawing from love and friendship,&lt;br /&gt;slowly haunts me...&lt;br /&gt;every decision that I had made so far...&lt;br /&gt;probably not particularly for the whole 22 years,&lt;br /&gt;if I have to think about what I had consciously withdrawn from for the first time in my life,&lt;br /&gt;it is definitely the decision of withdrawing from eating vegetables as a child.&lt;br /&gt;Like a puzzle joining into a picture,&lt;br /&gt;What will fuse into with every withdrawal or addiction?&lt;br /&gt;I froze for a bit&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it end up into a picture of me in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDoki-gTvwM/TnWZsY_0A8I/AAAAAAAAASo/iMwDe7xd7aU/s1600/messy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDoki-gTvwM/TnWZsY_0A8I/AAAAAAAAASo/iMwDe7xd7aU/s200/messy.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;Kaiwyn Tang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-6065626530085198363?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/6065626530085198363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=6065626530085198363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6065626530085198363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6065626530085198363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2011/09/withdrawal.html' title='Withdrawal'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDoki-gTvwM/TnWZsY_0A8I/AAAAAAAAASo/iMwDe7xd7aU/s72-c/messy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-2788175810895606459</id><published>2011-08-20T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T08:09:37.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events and Happenings'/><title type='text'>Rainy Bakery</title><content type='html'>You were introduced into my life in the beginning of 2001.&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember you were really easy to approach, not long after, we became good buddies.&lt;br /&gt;When everyone did not support the decision of me being the class monitor,&lt;br /&gt;you were among the few who supported me.&lt;br /&gt;We were always competing against each other in studies,&lt;br /&gt;especially in History, you were always the teacher's favorite student.&lt;br /&gt;We changed classes after 2 years in Form 3, but we would still hang out during lunch times.&lt;br /&gt;When I was feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;all alone eating my spicy bowl of noodles in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;You would approach me and be concerned.&lt;br /&gt;After a year, we then reassembled back into the same class for another 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Where we made a lot of memories together.&lt;br /&gt;We went for camping with the Cahaya people,&lt;br /&gt;Going to museums and planetarium,&lt;br /&gt;Organising food and fun fair together,&lt;br /&gt;Participating in dramas, public speaking and choir...&lt;br /&gt;Just things ended so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;So quickly that I can't even remember.&lt;br /&gt;After going to our senior prom and Cahaya's, we then seldom meet after school.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we accidentally meet in places,&lt;br /&gt;When we do, we'll be chatting for ages.&lt;br /&gt;The last time was February 2008.&lt;br /&gt;To suddenly hear about the bad news, I was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't knew it would affect me that bad.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was mad that I wasn't kept in the loop.&lt;br /&gt;I've always treated you as one of my close buddies.&lt;br /&gt;But... I respect your decision.&lt;br /&gt;I did what I can do for now.&lt;br /&gt;Is to hope you are happy wherever you are...&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend...&lt;br /&gt;Missing you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgIJb1Py7Ls/TrXPtvwzpJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/TG2wmA6Iycg/s1600/eedit+giap+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgIJb1Py7Ls/TrXPtvwzpJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/TG2wmA6Iycg/s200/eedit+giap+me.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-2788175810895606459?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/2788175810895606459/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgIJb1Py7Ls/TrXPtvwzpJI/AAAAAAAAAXs/TG2wmA6Iycg/s72-c/eedit+giap+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-5075589274764399255</id><published>2011-08-11T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Numbness</title><content type='html'>Morning approaches silently,&lt;br /&gt;As people lay comfortably on their horizontal position,&lt;br /&gt;Not aware that they need to leave that comfort zone soon.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly&amp;nbsp;insomniacs are already counting down the time their alarm will go off.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the ceiling,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for more light to seep through the cracks and openings of the room,&lt;br /&gt;There,&lt;br /&gt;What could be in people's mind?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's hardship?&lt;br /&gt;Today's challenge?&lt;br /&gt;Or far beyond the unknown future?&lt;br /&gt;Or rewind into their deepest past?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how people always plan ahead,&lt;br /&gt;But all they are willing to do at that period of time is craving to lay flat more,&lt;br /&gt;Why not just enjoy the very last few moments of light sleep?&lt;br /&gt;But how could you enjoy it if you are aware that you'll need to be awake soon?&lt;br /&gt;At this stage, numbness occurs...&lt;br /&gt;To me, numbness fits this scenario perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;Where input and output are likely to be equal.&lt;br /&gt;It is when you break the numbness,&lt;br /&gt;You'll not hit the snooze button,&lt;br /&gt;Wake up,&lt;br /&gt;and overwhelm the numbness...&lt;br /&gt;though it sometimes drags on,&lt;br /&gt;but isn't life like that as an adult?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Have you got sick of life?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;No one would admit that...&lt;br /&gt;honestly...&lt;br /&gt;at least not to another homo sapien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Kaiwyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoia5kQavxA/TkLUi5IM8CI/AAAAAAAAASk/W422hg-8Xl0/s1600/DSC02841.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoia5kQavxA/TkLUi5IM8CI/AAAAAAAAASk/W422hg-8Xl0/s200/DSC02841.1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZJrh8mlDrc/TkLUD7lRfOI/AAAAAAAAASg/0FNDEaoUwBo/s1600/dsc04128dit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZJrh8mlDrc/TkLUD7lRfOI/AAAAAAAAASg/0FNDEaoUwBo/s200/dsc04128dit.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-5075589274764399255?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/5075589274764399255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=5075589274764399255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5075589274764399255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5075589274764399255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2011/08/numbness.html' title='Numbness'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoia5kQavxA/TkLUi5IM8CI/AAAAAAAAASk/W422hg-8Xl0/s72-c/DSC02841.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-8364462974444402793</id><published>2011-06-12T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7owPMnw_WSI/TfRZoESvjaI/AAAAAAAAASM/MVz367GUMG4/s1600/DSC02482-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7owPMnw_WSI/TfRZoESvjaI/AAAAAAAAASM/MVz367GUMG4/s200/DSC02482-1.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is motivation?&lt;br /&gt;Motivation is a special energy that keeps a person going,&lt;br /&gt;Going through the obstacles in life and it goes in cycle,&lt;br /&gt;Until a state of satisfaction is reached,&lt;br /&gt;another challenge will soon launch itself and there the cycle starts again.&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is one of the manipulative factors to slows the process,&lt;br /&gt;while motivation is the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps you going?&lt;br /&gt;For some people, it's fame and recognition from media and community,&lt;br /&gt;Like for public figures.&lt;br /&gt;Then what motivates the fans and&amp;nbsp;paparazzi?&lt;br /&gt;In this example, each party feeds of each other's energy to motivate themselves,&lt;br /&gt;kind of like a symbiosis relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;For parents and guardians, it's their&amp;nbsp;offspring&amp;nbsp;or their&amp;nbsp;dependents.&lt;br /&gt;What about the dependents and the children?&lt;br /&gt;Can symbiosis apply to this relationship?&lt;br /&gt;For some situation, it may be applied, but sometimes, it's like a parasitic relationship.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, majority of children are dependent on their parents,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the child's innocence that motivates the parents to love and continue on through obstacles and challenges,&lt;br /&gt;I am in no position in judging since I am still a child myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For doctors and&amp;nbsp;lecturers, they are motivated to educate the younger generation of doctors-to-be their knowledge and experience.&lt;br /&gt;But what motivates medical students to withhold the upcoming huge responsibility of human's health welfare?&lt;br /&gt;Is there even room to let a failure teach them an important lesson?&lt;br /&gt;When a person's life could be at stake?&lt;br /&gt;Mankind are much more vulnerable during their diseased state.&lt;br /&gt;Where do we find the motivation to face life and death all the time?&lt;br /&gt;I guess clinicians slowly get used to it and would slowly become immune to it.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, motivation could be just from a morning latte.&lt;br /&gt;But medical students are far from this state, how can we learn more efficiently than just staring at boring manuscripts from the past?&lt;br /&gt;This remains a mystery...maybe a motivation to initiate a change in medical education in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, everyone, no matter who has responsibility over whoever,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs motivation.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever give some to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes it feels like just uttering a few expected phrases of words,&lt;br /&gt;But it does fire up something deep within,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is a small flare,&lt;br /&gt;it's still motivation...like fuel to continue on...&lt;br /&gt;Carry on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Tang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-8364462974444402793?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/8364462974444402793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=8364462974444402793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/8364462974444402793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>PMS II - Procrastinating Medical Studies II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeIg5JRWQcA/Tc_LKFyFIDI/AAAAAAAAAPw/t15XhrwGZrY/s1600/DSC03697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeIg5JRWQcA/Tc_LKFyFIDI/AAAAAAAAAPw/t15XhrwGZrY/s320/DSC03697.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yet another procrastination entry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;if&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;when I got sidetracked and collected a dime,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would have raised a charity fund for the unfortunate ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So first of all, organisation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Things to complete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Complete the counseling video task and&amp;nbsp;reflective&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Complete Aboriginal assignment task&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Complete General Practice Log Book&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Organisation of HES- Getting signature and proposal form done&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Study for examinations + practice clinical skills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Enroll&amp;nbsp;for Semester 2 2011&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Study plan, study plan!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Be strong willed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-2315799969184412609?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/2315799969184412609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=2315799969184412609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2315799969184412609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2315799969184412609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2011/05/pms-ii-procrastinating-medical-studies.html' title='PMS II - Procrastinating Medical Studies II'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeIg5JRWQcA/Tc_LKFyFIDI/AAAAAAAAAPw/t15XhrwGZrY/s72-c/DSC03697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-9066257146579237754</id><published>2011-05-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:42:56.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>The Nothing Days</title><content type='html'>Days after days,&lt;br /&gt;Minute after minute,&lt;br /&gt;Time is passing us by silently,&lt;br /&gt;you'll probably not aware of it during busy days,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes when you're aware of it, it somehow felt frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart is beating,&lt;br /&gt;Blood is circulating,&lt;br /&gt;Cells are dividing,&lt;br /&gt;But why do I feel so stationery?&lt;br /&gt;Gazing upon the dead space,&lt;br /&gt;acknowledging all the scientific physiologies happening around me,&lt;br /&gt;To some extent, I know there's still lots to life that I'm not&amp;nbsp;familiar with,&lt;br /&gt;But everything just went behind my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Occupied by an emptiness atmosphere,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for time to pass by, although I've been trying not to let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;I then close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;trying not to give much of a thought,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I knew it would be impossible,&lt;br /&gt;but surprisingly nothing popped out in mind,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Just gradually, from being conscious of my breathing sounds,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly as the negativity creeps in,&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself a big stretch,&lt;br /&gt;and continued my daily busy days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sB5mejh5yTU/Tc6NmFYAGRI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Rt-KyXffOeM/s1600/DSC03835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sB5mejh5yTU/Tc6NmFYAGRI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Rt-KyXffOeM/s320/DSC03835.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;awaiting for the next therapeutic nothing days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Kevin Tang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-9066257146579237754?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/9066257146579237754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=9066257146579237754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/9066257146579237754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/9066257146579237754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2011/05/nothing-days.html' title='The Nothing Days'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sB5mejh5yTU/Tc6NmFYAGRI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Rt-KyXffOeM/s72-c/DSC03835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-2362870155860306980</id><published>2011-04-19T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Traumatic Life?</title><content type='html'>Trauma can be physical and psychological.&lt;br /&gt;It is said as you grow up, you get more psychological trauma than physical ones.&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, anyone would think that physical trauma hurts more than psychological ones.&lt;br /&gt;But think again,&lt;br /&gt;Pathologically, bruises, wounds and cuts are reversible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPfozjcyRb4/TY3hu3BABRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iudK3B4kFAc/s1600/DSC03698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPfozjcyRb4/TY3hu3BABRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iudK3B4kFAc/s200/DSC03698.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Psychologically, it stays, as there is no 100% knowledge covered about the brain,&lt;br /&gt;especially the limbic system that controls one's emotional state.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, after a trauma, one would expect to raise their defense in future,&lt;br /&gt;that's just common nature instinct.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone's emotional threshold is different.&lt;br /&gt;If weak, may develop into an acute stress disorder and further on to post-traumatic stress disorder,&amp;nbsp;associated with flashbacks, nightmares and&amp;nbsp;aggression.&lt;br /&gt;It is just the body's own defense mechanism if the person can't handle the trauma,&lt;br /&gt;either physically or psychologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trauma can be temporary and permanent.&lt;br /&gt;It is said as you progress in life, you get switches in both categories of trauma.&lt;br /&gt;Some that comes and go,&lt;br /&gt;Some that will be exclusively erased from memory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AqNaBu6JBP4/Ta2TrrAlaYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zlyVjqRG_cA/s1600/IMG_05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AqNaBu6JBP4/Ta2TrrAlaYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zlyVjqRG_cA/s200/IMG_05.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some that haunts you wherever you go.&lt;br /&gt;But there's always something new to be pre-occupied with everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Some trauma may be revitalising, some trauma may be disabling.&lt;br /&gt;No matter it stays&amp;nbsp;constantly&amp;nbsp;or intermittently in a person's mind,&lt;br /&gt;the main point is that it is still THERE.&lt;br /&gt;Grow from it, learn from it, cope with it,&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;there are more trauma coming to get you,&lt;br /&gt;why bother panicking over the ones that had already happened?&lt;br /&gt;Better be emotionally prepared and try your best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in best, for the life's test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;By Kevin Tang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-2362870155860306980?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/2362870155860306980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=2362870155860306980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2362870155860306980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2362870155860306980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2011/04/traumatic-life.html' title='Traumatic Life?'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPfozjcyRb4/TY3hu3BABRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iudK3B4kFAc/s72-c/DSC03698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-3058118812932263098</id><published>2011-02-22T06:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Light Drizzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I am like a light drizzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;A rain that does help a bit, but not a whole lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;A rain that can be sometimes&amp;nbsp;forgettable or sometimes memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;A rain that does not make any significance to the weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;A rain that does not cause disaster neither in the extreme nor the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just there...averagely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;People who does not flow with me takes an umbrella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;People who does not care will just walk away like any other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;People who thinks about me would acknowledge me and might enjoy it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;but still trying to not get to soaked by me, who doesn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;It does not matter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll keep pouring...lightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Who knows someday I might earth out a few flowers or crops,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Who knows someday I might bedazzle everyone with rainbows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;With all that pouring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure it would be absorbed somewhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Somewhere in the solid grounds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I shall rest my rainy cloud over it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;and shower down with all my mightiest goodness of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KGTHELiMuY/TWLjas-rdNI/AAAAAAAAANs/iwRDbS_VKPU/s1600/DSC01778.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KGTHELiMuY/TWLjas-rdNI/AAAAAAAAANs/iwRDbS_VKPU/s320/DSC01778.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every time&amp;nbsp;there's a light drizzle, I would look up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...and let it drown my thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kaiwyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-3058118812932263098?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/3058118812932263098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=3058118812932263098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-3257115113893233765</id><published>2010-11-17T21:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:43:32.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events and Happenings'/><title type='text'>M.E.D.I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TOPfYz77bVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Sx8DAirgeHE/s1600/MEDI%2Bposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TOPfYz77bVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Sx8DAirgeHE/s320/MEDI%2Bposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540517583947263314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;After examinations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;PREMIERE AT University of Newcastle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;HB15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;10:00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;18/11/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1200.snc4/155263_472041702430_528232430_5543559_2896655_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Director/ editor: Kevin, Ann, Ju&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actor/actresses: Hajer, Anis, Ju, Ann, Kevin, Akma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Script: Kevin, Ann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Operation successful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/16460277-3257115113893233765?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/3257115113893233765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=3257115113893233765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3257115113893233765'/><link 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term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>The Orange that Tasted Like Lemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweetness of an orange,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slight sourness of a lemon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although we have specific taste buds on our tongue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still can't distinguish it fully,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just like our minds in deciding what's good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what's bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our facial expression would expressed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just like how our body react to what we may not know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's just a natural reflex,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hidden deep somewhere in the limbic system...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sweetness of an orange,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the partial sourness of a lemon comes with it sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that infinitesimal low pH taste still overrides the sweetness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just like how a bad deed is amplified over the goods that you've done so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny but that's reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you caught a cold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you lost that special sensory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that distinguish such detailed information on your tongue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is back to basics,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just getting enough nutrition for life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not judging or analysing what's good or bad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just like our minds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when immunity is down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everything is back to basic physiology of trying to survive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;survive the everyday life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not saying that I like to be sick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but sickness is the chance to prove others about your true inner self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not being evaluated, judged, or analysed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;things can be so simple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to the innocent days of childhood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where everyone's a gift from heaven,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waiting for time to cycle through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TOJ3MwS2TEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0EICSTpD3AM/s1600/img_1476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TOJ3MwS2TEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0EICSTpD3AM/s320/img_1476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540121552625224770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear I was still like that three years ago (2007)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still can be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blissfulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Addie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(1 more exam to go...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-8577656841886610918?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/8577656841886610918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=8577656841886610918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/8577656841886610918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/8577656841886610918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/11/orange-that-tasted-like-lemon.html' title='The Orange that Tasted Like Lemon'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TOJ3MwS2TEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0EICSTpD3AM/s72-c/img_1476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-5175518162848343478</id><published>2010-11-15T12:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Summer Scent Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Addressed to: Myself in future's time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Woke up in the morning thinking it was late already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But when I looked into my phone --&gt; 6.23 a.m &gt; WTF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I swear I slept really well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;coz' I didn't use my favourite blanket to sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;so I felt good for achieving deep sleep stage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Then I went out to kitchen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;read the shopping catalogues for like 30 minutes 0.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;then had an Indian breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and prep up for university...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So freakin' hot and at the moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I wished it would rain later when I am coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;At that moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I really feel like getting rained on...for some weird reasons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;just wash me away from the haunting of the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Walking to university,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;lots of thoughts came into my head while I was listening to a medley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Being by the beach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Giving you a piggyback ride,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And filming it would suit perfectly with this medley...I smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;At university, everything went accordingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Even met my uni juniors and friends who were having exams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Kinda wish them good luck,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and they wished me too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;although I was honest and told them I wasn't prepared,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;but they assumed I was joking and told me I'll do fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Reassuring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Not a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Walking to the library to retrieve some books to prepare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Wow, my course-mates were there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding their heads while looking through their notes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Periculum to the max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But I understand, I would've done that to if I can,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;but I just need to focus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Was about to go home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;All in my mind was hopefully study,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Then saw my friend came walking towards me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She wanted to get some chips, so I just tagged along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Chatted for a while, didn't knew that she was experiencing the same things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Felt relieved and convinced that I wasn't a nutcase after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Slowly, we walk back, diverging halfway to our respective destinations - Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUT3RAOTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tsWm4pOiTKE/s320/dsc02296.jpg" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; text-align: center; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539660979383580978" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Carrying 3 books in my hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;With sunglasses on my head,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I looked up the cloudy sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Thinking about the wish I made before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I felt it comforting...as fine droplets of water feathered down from the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The smell of rain and the feeling of summer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Soothing but yet somewhat melancholic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUT2JvWNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Wcl9DrfYiDA/s320/dsc02297.jpg" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px; text-align: center; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539660979084679378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;An old man with a stick walked out from his crib,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Reaching for the letterbox like it was important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The round mark on his head,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;gave me a glimpse of a craniectomy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;That moment, I felt I was substantial...to a certain degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUURhyZ4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZTHySvWyTpc/s320/dsc02298.jpg" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px; text-align: center; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539660986433300354" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;All I have to do now is try my best,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;As when I develop with age,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I could tell myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;that I've done my best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Don't blame the 21 year old self...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUU_Ld0MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KMNDEM_zbgY/s1600/dsc02299.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUU_Ld0MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KMNDEM_zbgY/s1600/dsc02299.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUU_Ld0MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KMNDEM_zbgY/s1600/dsc02299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 320px; text-align: center; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUU_Ld0MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KMNDEM_zbgY/s320/dsc02299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539660998687707330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Everyone's in the rain sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;don't let it soak up your emotion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;take it in and grow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;just like plants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Grow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Addie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-5175518162848343478?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/5175518162848343478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=5175518162848343478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5175518162848343478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5175518162848343478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/11/summer-scent-rain.html' title='Summer Scent Rain'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TODUT3RAOTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tsWm4pOiTKE/s72-c/dsc02296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-6898815742397043538</id><published>2010-11-14T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Periculum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What am I doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What was I like before doing this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Why am I doing this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Can I continue like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Why am I doing this to myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;These questions were raised because of the periculum inside of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I have no idea why every time when I met something challenging,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I would try like hell to procrastinate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I do not even have to try to do that, it just happens naturally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;If there was a major of procrastination,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I would excel in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Is this a sign from my deepest inner side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Or,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Is this just a habit brought from young?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Periculum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TN_Bvg5_KeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0u7BRe1aT_I/s1600/IMG_1192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TN_Bvg5_KeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0u7BRe1aT_I/s320/IMG_1192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539359088720161250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; "&gt;продолжение следует&lt;/span&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/16460277-6898815742397043538?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/6898815742397043538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=6898815742397043538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6898815742397043538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6898815742397043538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/11/periculum.html' title='Periculum'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TN_Bvg5_KeI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0u7BRe1aT_I/s72-c/IMG_1192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-2275251126728434041</id><published>2010-11-13T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Fear is an emotional response to a perceived threat or harm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Everyone has a specific stimulus to trigger fear and anxiety attacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The amygdala is responsible for the pathophysiology of fear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;wahaha medical student syndrome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What's mine? Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I think I might be fearless hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Go on, grill me all you want, I might be scared of something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I am a human being after all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;SIGH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;No...I wished I wasn't hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Computer: What animal do you fear the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Umm, those that can gobble me up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Computer: What activity do you fear the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Diving in a dark cold deep sea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Computer: What people do you fear the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Murderers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Computer: What do you fear the most emotionally?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When mistakes are irreversible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Computer: What was your biggest fear you had ever experienced?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dealing with the Ouija board and the night after that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TN53hALP5VI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kv3xWOddy7U/s1600/img_2463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TN53hALP5VI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kv3xWOddy7U/s320/img_2463.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538996000578856274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Computer: Do you still fear your fears?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;......I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.......can't...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-2275251126728434041?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/2275251126728434041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=2275251126728434041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2275251126728434041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2275251126728434041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/11/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TN53hALP5VI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kv3xWOddy7U/s72-c/img_2463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-3798342362149776125</id><published>2010-11-07T18:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:43:56.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Au Revoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the innocence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the simplicity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the naivety,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the purity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the sincerity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the insanity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All was forced out as the hand of the clock moves on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the happy family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the wonderful school life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the puppy first love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the flexible gymnast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the nerdy geek,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the quiet kid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the acne and zits,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do I grief when there's so much things to bid farewell to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, actually, underneath all that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are still within me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And using it to build a better life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au Revoir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to You...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j1w9leu1czg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although I'm no good in goodbyes, but I'll bare with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't that what everyone's going through?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S Wishing myself all the best in exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Addie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-3798342362149776125?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-5966868519441914832</id><published>2010-10-23T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:03:47.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Counting the Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another week to go before November,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a month of examinations and to finish everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before the holiday month of December...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMLHKCJSDcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gSWnE-Kh08Q/s1600/Calender+11-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMLHKCJSDcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gSWnE-Kh08Q/s400/Calender+11-12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531202267552812482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;24th Oct to 17th Nov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finishing all assignments...and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty much cramming and doing the examinations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18th Nov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ethics video presentation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Premiere of "M.E.D.I"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19th Nov to 3oth Nov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Packing and looking for a new home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st Dec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let the holidays peak!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why am I still procrastinating my assignments and studies??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really sucks to have the will to do it, but the mind doesn't go with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must start immediately!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Wish me luck~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-5966868519441914832?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/5966868519441914832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=5966868519441914832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5966868519441914832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5966868519441914832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/10/counting-days.html' title='Counting the Days'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMLHKCJSDcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gSWnE-Kh08Q/s72-c/Calender+11-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-4826480143953030308</id><published>2010-10-21T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:03:47.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>I've Heard Those Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;From &lt;i&gt;Twinkle Twinkle Little Star&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;it shines for &lt;i&gt;A Whole New World&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;while &lt;i&gt;My Heart Will Go On&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Even after &lt;i&gt;The Day You Went Away,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;From the Bottom of My Broken Heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I would still like to &lt;i&gt;Thank You&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;coz you made me &lt;i&gt;Stronger&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMA8iJckyUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mwssZXmC1XM/s1600/IMG_0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMA8iJckyUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mwssZXmC1XM/s200/IMG_0902.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530486899759958338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Moving into being a &lt;i&gt;Teenage Dirtbag&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I feel &lt;i&gt;Barenaked&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I feel &lt;i&gt;Stranded&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;just &lt;i&gt;Try Again&lt;/i&gt; and again to be a&lt;i&gt; Survivor&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the end&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;it can be &lt;i&gt;Complicated&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just Like A Pill&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;it can be&lt;i&gt; Crazy&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;but it &lt;i&gt;Show&lt;/i&gt;ed&lt;i&gt; Me The Meaning of Being Lonely&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and guided me to the &lt;i&gt;Way Back Into Love&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMA8iJn26sI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zfIcIv2Yc5c/s200/IMG_0904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eventually&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I was &lt;i&gt;Torn&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Hurt&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Occasionally I get &lt;i&gt;Breathless&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;being a &lt;i&gt;Lovefool&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;thinking &lt;i&gt;Love Don't Cost A Thing&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;when &lt;i&gt;All I Have&lt;/i&gt; was &lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nobody Wants To Be Lonely&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the End of The Day&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;it's okay to do &lt;i&gt;Something Stupid&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;All You Wanted&lt;/i&gt; was somebody who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Underneath Your Clothes&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Under the Surface&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;When You Say Nothing At All&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;feels like &lt;i&gt;Flying Without Wings&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;shouting &lt;i&gt;I'm Like A Bird &lt;/i&gt;internally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;If you can&lt;i&gt; Break The Ice&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And see &lt;i&gt;From The Inside&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ignoring all the &lt;i&gt;Wrong Impression&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;You're my &lt;i&gt;Hero&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMA8im3-vGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Agd2XQ3M0-Q/s200/img_0943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;21/10/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can I go now? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If Tomorrow Never Comes...Don't Save Me &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Addie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-4826480143953030308?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/4826480143953030308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=4826480143953030308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/4826480143953030308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/4826480143953030308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-heard.html' title='I&apos;ve Heard Those Songs'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMA8iJckyUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mwssZXmC1XM/s72-c/IMG_0902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-2663796571674430672</id><published>2010-10-20T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:40:49.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Dysphasia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;At the crack of the day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I woke up from my deepest fantasy which felt so real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Makes me wonder where to draw the line between reality and fantasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Haven't been sleeping well recently, just couldn't...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It must be the weather?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It must be the university workload?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It must be the incompetence of fulfilling studies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It must be the social relationships?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It must be the environment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It must be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It's funny about the contradictory of having such a strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;definite word with a question mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I really want to do well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I really want to excel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But how can I do well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;When I fell into the deepest well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Will I still stay and dwell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Or release myself from this lazy cell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Only me myself can tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Only me myself can ring the bell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;That brings the goodness of heaven to hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Tomorrow's a better day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's hope so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TL-gP-SjW3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cu6ODP6ViYU/s1600/jelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TL-gP-SjW3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cu6ODP6ViYU/s200/jelly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530315063713553266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be discovered...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-2663796571674430672?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TL-gP-SjW3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cu6ODP6ViYU/s72-c/jelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-255716389923921558</id><published>2010-10-13T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:04:47.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>All About Me</title><content type='html'>Just felt like being grilled and someone sent me a survey in my junk mail.&lt;br /&gt;So why not entertain the anonymous sender haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What were you doing at 11 last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Procrastinating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you and your best friend will be friends in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Most probably yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could you eat any day of the week and never get tired of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;CHIPS with a dash of chicken salt!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the craziest thing you've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hike Mount Kinabalu (4196.2 m) at 4 am and the first to reach the peak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone knocks on your window at 5am, what do you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Who's there? Can I help you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing that happened in the last 24 hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lecturer explaining what hysteric really means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Work and maybe check out Jennifer Hawkins at Charlestown on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Would you change yourself for the person you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;If it's impossible, they'll just have to accept me the way I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me guess, your last incoming call was from the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you kiss anyone you have texts from in your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find drinking unattractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Social is fine, but binge drinking is a total turn off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time something bothered you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;That something never leaves me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to work a computer well??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Moderately, I detest slow computers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it more common for you to follow your heart or your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Depends...I've taken the risks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months ago, can you remember who you liked, who was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nope, no one in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to hold hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always try to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anything embarrassing happen today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was using a computer in the library and suddenly it roared from the inside for quite a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever go on a game show if you were offered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeh sure, who wouldn't like some fame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your phone do when it receives a new text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Stay with me~Anata wa kitto kitto" by my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever done mean things to you while you were sleeping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Poured cold water onto me when i was 10...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sort of, but still not everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be at the beach or lake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Beach when I feel happy, lake if I wanna just chill out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you spent money on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Optus Recharge Voucher...bugger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing after this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hopefully study a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your song of the week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jennifer Love Hewitt - I'm Gonna Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried from being so mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was blamed for something I didn't do when  I was 13...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Are you happy with the choices you've made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;What can I do? I have to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you miss someone, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Everyone does...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be forced to eat 100 bananas or 100 apples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;100 Fuji Apples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you dated the person you texted last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;No, but there may be a day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is good grammar attractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;As long as it connects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today's date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;13/10/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever sang to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm the one always singing to others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color are your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;178cm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have one wish right now what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wish there wasn't only one wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;27th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the 9th contact in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Course Mate Akma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ever liked someone who treated you like crap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During high school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could spend more time with someone you used to be very close with, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Just let it flow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Could you go a day without eating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Maybe...if I sleep through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you excited for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date an 18 year old at the age you are now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Night sound of crickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you take someone back if they cheated on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;If they told me the reason why genuinely and promise not to again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dyed your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;With ammonia free dyes only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many windows are open on your computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;3- MSN, Skype, Google Chrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you really want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Love, support and hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;One good memory pillow and a hugging pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you have more than one best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Maybe...haven't tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was last thing you drank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sunkist Soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like better: hot chocolate or hot apple cider?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hot chocolate, not big for alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who last texted you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Felix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Felix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone whose pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;My patients??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want right now?&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-255716389923921558?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/255716389923921558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=255716389923921558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/255716389923921558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Open up any media player and put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. Answer each question by posting the song title and band&lt;br /&gt;3. POST NO MATTER HOW STUPID IT SEEMS TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't cheat and try not skipping over any questions&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 3 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone stole your favorite item, what would you yell out of anger?&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the real you - Cyndi Wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You trip and fall in front of your crush, they say:&lt;br /&gt;You get me - Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A moment of disappointment hits you, what do you mutter?&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Forever - Jewel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could have anything in the world, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;The Third Person - Fish Leung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the best way to describe your closest friend?&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I know - Mayday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Best movie of all time?&lt;br /&gt;Stranded - Jennifer Paige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Best make-out spot to take someone?&lt;br /&gt;Crybaby - Jiang Mei Qi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A song that would play during a wicked torturing of your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' So Good - Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A theme song that would play everytime your parent(s) enter a room?&lt;br /&gt;Red Bean - Faye Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You're walking home and you find 20 bucks, what you you say?&lt;br /&gt;SuperStar - Kim Ah Jung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your Theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Eternal loneliness - Rene Liu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The end of the world is near, your reaction?&lt;br /&gt;There's you - Fish Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A good song to kill to?&lt;br /&gt;21 Guns - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Someone broke your heart, what will you do now?&lt;br /&gt;Hurts to breathe - Fish Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your make-out song?&lt;br /&gt;Cosy in the Rocket- PSAPP (Grey's Anatomy theme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You punch someone in the face, what do they cry out?&lt;br /&gt;Love for you - Genie Zhuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A rock is thrown through your window with a note on it. It says?&lt;br /&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai - Andy Lau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Someone compliments you on something, your reply?&lt;br /&gt;Longing - Aki Huang &amp; Yuan Wei Ren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What does the world and everyone in it think of you?&lt;br /&gt;When you think of me - Victor Wong + Sinje Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. An opening fight scene song?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly missing you - Mayday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you where one of the 7 sins... which would you be?&lt;br /&gt;After breakup we can still be friends - Happy Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your favorite bedtime story?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you gift me with flowers - Rene Liu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The song you'll make your husbund/wife dance to when you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Present - Ranma 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You and a friend are trapped on an island, how will you decide leadership?&lt;br /&gt;The event of possibility - FanFan + Angela Zhang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How will people remember you when you're dead and gone?&lt;br /&gt;Way Back Into Love - Hugh Grant + Demi Moore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-6279004003968476474?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/6279004003968476474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=6279004003968476474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6279004003968476474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6279004003968476474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/10/music-shuffle-25-questions.html' title='Music Shuffle: 25 Questions'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-8951731970974243298</id><published>2010-06-11T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:49:41.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kevin Tang featuring ???- Cupidtised [Original]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Written on the journey back from Eastwood to Newcastle. &lt;br /&gt;It was actually my first duet song I written. &lt;br /&gt;'Cupidtized' is a word I created, from base word of cupid (a love angel shooting arrows of love) &lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize that I'm writing a duet at first, but as I advanced, it sounded better with another female counterpart to make this song flow. Currently I have not get hold of any female singer but when I do, I shall record it =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composed and Lyrics by Kevin Tang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Boy) &lt;br /&gt;Saw a reflection in the sky, &lt;br /&gt;Did not realise, &lt;br /&gt;Why it is dark and yet so bright? &lt;br /&gt;Then I saw you in my eyes, &lt;br /&gt;Did not realise, &lt;br /&gt;Why am I so freakin' high? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Pre-Chorus} &lt;br /&gt;It must be, &lt;br /&gt;The weather in the sky. &lt;br /&gt;It could be, &lt;br /&gt;My mind~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that I would like, &lt;br /&gt;Someone in your likes, &lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, I cannot hide, &lt;br /&gt;With that round and flashy eyes, &lt;br /&gt;You've got me mesmerised. &lt;br /&gt;I think I've got cupidtised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Girl] &lt;br /&gt;Saw a lightning in the sky, &lt;br /&gt;Did not realise, &lt;br /&gt;Why is it loud and yet so quiet? &lt;br /&gt;Then I saw you just outside, &lt;br /&gt;Did not realise, &lt;br /&gt;Why am I so hypnotised? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat {Pre-Chorus} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that I would like, &lt;br /&gt;Someone in your likes, &lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I cannot hide, &lt;br /&gt;With that cute and puppy eyes, &lt;br /&gt;You've got me mesmerised. &lt;br /&gt;I think I've got cupidtised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;Together&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Run along,) &lt;br /&gt;[I kept running on.] &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;Didn't know you're behind~ &lt;br /&gt;Chasing me on~&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Didn't know that I would like,] (I would like) &lt;br /&gt;[Someone in your likes,] (You're my kind) &lt;br /&gt;[Baby, I just cannot hide,] (So don't hide) &lt;br /&gt;[With that cute and sexy eyes,] (It's those eyes) &lt;br /&gt;[You've got me mesmerised.] (Mesmerised) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;I think I've got cupidtised.&amp;gt; (Cupidtised) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;Hey angels be our guide, &lt;br /&gt;Cupids will be fine, &lt;br /&gt;Baby, we cannot deny. &lt;br /&gt;With that blue and shiny eyes, &lt;br /&gt;You've got us mesmerised. &lt;br /&gt;I think we've got cupidtised.&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah~ Cupidtised) x3 &lt;br /&gt;[Huhuwu~] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-8951731970974243298?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/8951731970974243298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=8951731970974243298' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/8951731970974243298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/8951731970974243298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/kevin-tang-featuring-cupidtised.html' title='Kevin Tang featuring ???- Cupidtised [Original]'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-6729091340566978575</id><published>2010-06-10T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:24.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kevin Tang- I'm Sorry [Original]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This song is partly written in the train journey after exams, kinda feel obligated to apologise to myself for not remembering anything necessary to fill in the exam paper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I completed the other half at Macquarie Library during study breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lyrics and Composed by Kevin Tang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;White clouds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blue skies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonder if they collide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still burns,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking into your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Following the pace of your heartbeat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to complete your incomplete,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm weak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Couldn't see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The grey clouds coming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pouring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Sorry~ So sorry~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't leave me~ (Believe Me~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My honey~ So sorry~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come to me~ (Be with me~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;White sounds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dark nights,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonder if that I'm fine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still yearns,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Analysing my lies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Following the pace of my heartbeat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to complete my incomplete,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In defeat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Couldn't see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The front door shutting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Repeat CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm so confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why had you refused?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Repeat (CHORUS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm sorry...(x3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;END (Fade out effect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-6729091340566978575?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/6729091340566978575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=6729091340566978575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6729091340566978575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6729091340566978575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/kevin-tang-im-sorry-original.html' title='Kevin Tang- I&apos;m Sorry [Original]'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-1258737689729765248</id><published>2010-06-09T15:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:24.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kevin Tang- Train Story [Original]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the insanely bullcrapping second examination, I decided to leave this sad place and this was written on the train journey, from Newcastle to Eastwood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lyrics and Composed by Kevin Tang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Going through the traffic lights,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking at the clear blue sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Came across you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caught my eye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're so fine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm mesmerised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Goodbye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The story ends here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz it's not my stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yellow leaves were blown outside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunlight shined on something fine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There you were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caught my eye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looked so hot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No faulty spots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Goodbye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The story ends here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz it's not my stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Travel into the tunnel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I can see is me by the window,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I wish that I could meet 'you'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just randomly would be so good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I could start something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A ray of sunlight bursting in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A trance in heaven rushing in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to get down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw 'you' there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without a doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh My~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't thought that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this'd be my last stop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I wanna tell you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...stranger,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't think I'll deny that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're my kind~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-1258737689729765248?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/1258737689729765248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=1258737689729765248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/1258737689729765248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/1258737689729765248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/kevin-tang-train-story-original.html' title='Kevin Tang- Train Story [Original]'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-7387401736893543246</id><published>2010-06-07T10:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:07:10.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams and poetry'/><title type='text'>Dream #01- A tested situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dreams for me have been a relevant topic in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Since childhood, dreams are often made memorable, even after waking up.&lt;br /&gt;But this is the first time I would like to share it on my blog...and more yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream #01 [07 June 2010]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or I feel insecure?&lt;br /&gt;It started with me, going to an examination, and I was kinda panicky and stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;At the exam hall, it seems that they have ran out of exam rooms and I was told to wait.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to a bookstore nearby, a mysterious and pleasant one, with a pretty shopkeeper.&lt;br /&gt;There were books, toys, unusual gadgets and lifestyle items.&lt;br /&gt;What I remembered holding is a blue purple voluptuous rabbit wizard artifact.&lt;br /&gt;The shopkeeper looked worried as I picked it up, but I thought she was just worried of me breaking it and nothing else. It was glittering as I hold it up, I thought it was a music box or a good luck charm.&lt;br /&gt;To my amusement, I asked her about the price and she mumbled,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once broken, considered sold&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;She smiled seductively, as I place the artifact back to its place. Telling her that I wasn't intending to buy it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just at that moment, some of my course mates came into the shop discussing about the exams...so I left and went back to the exam hall to see if I'm going in next.&lt;br /&gt;To my delight, I was told to come in tomorrow instead and they've booked me in as well.&lt;br /&gt;I find it weird at first, thinking since when do students need to make a booking for examination spots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went back home, wondering why...but not for long, I was lost in a pile of books instead of thinking about that.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow comes and I went for the exams...and to my surprise, the exam coordinator told me that I've already taken my test yesterday and even for today, my spot is already been filled by myself...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe it and went into the exam hall to see it for myself, and there it was...another me sitting for the exams...at that moment...I blacked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark, I heard a chime...and I remember I've heard it somewhere...I woke up and saw myself, but it was just a reflection on the mirror ceiling. Then, my phone rang and a girl's voice said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember to take your medicine&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As the sunlight barges into my room, I am awake in reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-7387401736893543246?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/7387401736893543246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=7387401736893543246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/7387401736893543246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/7387401736893543246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-01-tested-situation.html' title='Dream #01- A tested situation'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-3466525559363588292</id><published>2010-06-04T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:07:57.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kevin Tang- The Cut After the First [Original-Clear cut audio demo]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVyAPvlg0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Zgi6NrvLMqk/s1600/The+cut+after+the+First.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVyAPvlg0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Zgi6NrvLMqk/s320/The+cut+after+the+First.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531953065846211394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/KHsaPF5FY9c/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHsaPF5FY9c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHsaPF5FY9c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The voice solo audio version with karaoke lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;The opening of the song contains a chorus verse from Sheryl Crow's / Rod Stewart's&lt;br /&gt;"The First Cut is the Deepest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-3466525559363588292?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/3466525559363588292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=3466525559363588292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3466525559363588292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3466525559363588292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/kevin-tang-cut-after-first-original_04.html' title='Kevin Tang- The Cut After the First [Original-Clear cut audio demo]'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVyAPvlg0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Zgi6NrvLMqk/s72-c/The+cut+after+the+First.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-6654284094958340629</id><published>2010-06-03T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:03:47.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Procrastination continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TAfUUji5QeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jAQWdeBg6TQ/s1600/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, I think I can be classified as a major procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;If  there's a challenge of who will be the best procrastinator, I think I  can see myself winning it.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't feel like thinking of it...I'm  gonna try to study as hard as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans to initiate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop surfing YouTube, Facebook and other  random crap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Block the melody in my head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop bludging  around, listening to music.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop finding excuses to not start  studying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a friend to check up on my progress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do  the past year exam questions to freak myself out on how dumb I am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No  craving for horror games.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decrease online chatting with random  people (unless they're your friends)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid spacing out thinking  of people who won't care about myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to the library to get  freaked out by colleagues on how much they know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I'll let  the first step now, by signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD or whatever that has  something to do with good luck, please let me score for this exams! I  don't ever wanna repeat this boring semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've to rely on  my own...BULK UP~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TAfUUji5QeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jAQWdeBg6TQ/s1600/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TAfUUji5QeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jAQWdeBg6TQ/s200/DSC00672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478580921323569634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laziness is intolerable!!!&lt;br /&gt;Work hard for 2 weeks and 1 month holiday!!!&lt;br /&gt;LET"S DO THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-6654284094958340629?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/6654284094958340629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=6654284094958340629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6654284094958340629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6654284094958340629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/procrastination-continues.html' title='Procrastination continues...'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TAfUUji5QeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jAQWdeBg6TQ/s72-c/DSC00672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-7316465944915190414</id><published>2010-06-02T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:03:47.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>PMS- Procrastinating Medical Studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TAZg6WoOzEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E_kExCoJ2Lk/s1600/DSC00099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TAZg6WoOzEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E_kExCoJ2Lk/s200/DSC00099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478172552365788226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm kinda lazy to start to revise my studies before the exams...LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to stop procrastinating or I'll end up repeating my year of studies...which will be catastrophic~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sidetracked so easily, damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start hardcore studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-7316465944915190414?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/7316465944915190414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=7316465944915190414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/7316465944915190414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/7316465944915190414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/pms-procrastinating-medical-studies.html' title='PMS- Procrastinating Medical Studies'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TAZg6WoOzEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E_kExCoJ2Lk/s72-c/DSC00099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-19254057657214962</id><published>2010-06-02T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:07:33.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams and poetry'/><title type='text'>Ventriloquism- My Noisy Room Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/NQcLnyDHcQA/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQcLnyDHcQA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQcLnyDHcQA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ventriloquism that I have done with my 'room mate' Blackie. A scene where Blackie is bugging me from studying for the examinations, whining about his hunger and pissing me off~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-19254057657214962?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/19254057657214962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=19254057657214962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/19254057657214962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/19254057657214962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/ventriloquism-my-noisy-room-mate.html' title='Ventriloquism- My Noisy Room Mate'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-6869014263680428410</id><published>2010-06-01T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:24.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kevin Tang- You're My Kind [Original]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVwuJSEfRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/im8FYgatGIA/s1600/you+re+my+kind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVwuJSEfRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/im8FYgatGIA/s400/you+re+my+kind.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531951655362526482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd English song (Yet to be recorded due to exam season)&lt;br /&gt;Composer: Kevin Tang&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Kevin Tang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that you're too kind,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that I'm so blind,&lt;br /&gt;to not think,&lt;br /&gt;that you're one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I felt so out of line,&lt;br /&gt;You came and said that I'll be fine,&lt;br /&gt;Just be strong,&lt;br /&gt;and I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me all your storyline,&lt;br /&gt;Baking me treats that were so fine,&lt;br /&gt;And yet,&lt;br /&gt;I did not notice why~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;#All this while I know I've been so blind,&lt;br /&gt;To notice all the signs you left behind,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm outta my mind, my mind~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna make or tell you lies,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hide my love inside,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose you,&lt;br /&gt;Be by my side~#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl, wasn't confident at first,&lt;br /&gt;Didn't thought that we have the same thrist.&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl, I'm about to burst,&lt;br /&gt;Follow me to the end of the universe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat #CHORUS#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together hand in hand we'll be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;I promise that for you, I'll sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know,&lt;br /&gt;You're my kind~&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, you're my kind~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-6869014263680428410?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/6869014263680428410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=6869014263680428410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6869014263680428410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6869014263680428410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/kevin-tang-youre-my-kind-original.html' title='Kevin Tang- You&apos;re My Kind [Original]'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVwuJSEfRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/im8FYgatGIA/s72-c/you+re+my+kind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-2199244330454820483</id><published>2010-05-31T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:24.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Kevin Tang- The Cut After The First [Original]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVxLYqfDgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vyx06Nygcg0/s1600/The+cut+after+the+First.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVxLYqfDgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vyx06Nygcg0/s400/The+cut+after+the+First.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531952157707668994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/WDkFRBbX5Zs/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WDkFRBbX5Zs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A song composed and performed by Kevin Tang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lyrics:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This happened during high school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I confess my love to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were with him~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then after a year or two,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You came to me with tears and you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want to be with me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after a while you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know where have you gone to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when I searched, it was him with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah~ The cut after the first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh~ The cut after the first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When they say (A song said),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first cut supposed to be the deepest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mm~ The cut after the first (Now I realized)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh~ The cut after the first (It's just too late for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I think (To know that),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cut after the first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cut after the first is deeper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why have you re-open my wound?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I thought that you love me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Repeat chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the story ends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You abandoned me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Left me here alone with my fantasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, the wound will start to heal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'll forgive you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Copyright Law Rights Reserved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for listening to my first english composition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-2199244330454820483?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/2199244330454820483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=2199244330454820483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2199244330454820483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2199244330454820483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2010/06/kevin-tang-cut-after-first-original.html' title='Kevin Tang- The Cut After The First [Original]'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/TMVxLYqfDgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vyx06Nygcg0/s72-c/The+cut+after+the+First.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-3988028506910783887</id><published>2009-12-02T08:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:41:38.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Apple of an eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes are organs that detect light, and send electrical impulses along the optic nerve to the visual and other areas of the brain....bla bla bla, enough of the scientific side of eyes, what I am trying to relate is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;detecting light and sending electrical impulses&lt;/span&gt; part- but not along the optic nerves, however is the electrical impulses sent to other eyes, which in short known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eye contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever walk on the street giving an eye to some strangers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever receive any eye from some unknown people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What matters is that do you ever enjoy being an apple of their eye?&lt;br /&gt;To me, there are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 groups of people in the eye-ing business.&lt;/span&gt; I am kinda a mix of 1 and 3, you'll figure out soon why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A person who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;electrocutes without trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A person who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tries but could not electrocute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A person who can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; able to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;electrocute a certain group of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Aside from the electrical impulses, sometimes there's a transcription hidden within it. According to my '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eye-servation&lt;/span&gt;', most of the time, these are the messages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, cutie; Wanna hang out?; Dang, you're hot!; I'm horny for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am being a stereotype, but my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eye-servation&lt;/span&gt; detected that you can rarely get an affectionate transcription out of those windows to a lusty soul. Me? I guess I do transend something like this sometimes, I am a normal being after all. But I try not to eye out the wrong message, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with the laugh lines&lt;/span&gt; around my eye, it just makes it harder not to, especially when you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a pair of smiling eyes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I feel that my eyes are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;putting me in deep waters&lt;/span&gt; (yeah, right~) , in shopping malls, trains, bus...basically everywhere. Even when my lips are not curved, the '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smize&lt;/span&gt;' is out. (Criteria of Group 1) My eyes always work on certain people (80%) and others (20%) (Criteria of Group 3) I think I have to figure my eye out before getting myself into hook ups which I am not interested in doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a pair of sunnies&lt;/span&gt; would help, but I don't like wearing them, makes me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look like a bug&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, at least the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; deep water is like an oasis&lt;/span&gt;, in the middle of a desert. I just have to keep myself safe and not drown XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13554_189281242430_528232430_2876991_8161861_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 233px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs068.snc3/13554_189281242430_528232430_2876991_8161861_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you feel the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EYE&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Try it yourself, do an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EYE&lt;/span&gt;-servation and get an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EYE&lt;/span&gt;-ful today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-3988028506910783887?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/3988028506910783887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=3988028506910783887' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3988028506910783887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3988028506910783887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2009/12/apple-of-eye.html' title='Apple of an eye'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-4630741192450104788</id><published>2009-10-23T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:03:47.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Melancholy of a waiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been working at a restaurant since August 2008 as a waiter and it was really sudden last year when I decided  to work which I kinda regreted but just gonna go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I dislike is being the  lazy stereotype in the bunch, I used to work so hard but then I've came to a point and realised, that I am here to study, not to earn bits of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was kinda relieved when they decided to use less of me, coz study is important and I don't want to risk my tuition fees over a few petty cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, they started to call me and beg me to work now- which is like the most crucial season for examination preparations. But I think people are just being people (Refer to Little Pigeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SuCIZ2i0NvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1R5vC1HaCJk/s1600-h/IMG_0417-71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SuCIZ2i0NvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1R5vC1HaCJk/s320/IMG_0417-71.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395462331309504242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I will not give a damn soon, coz my finals are just 20 days away. My tuition fees surpasses most or all of the staff  in the restaurant, so I am not taking the risk.Not gonna be a puppet anymore =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go 凯文！Fight the negativity and score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-4630741192450104788?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/4630741192450104788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=4630741192450104788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/4630741192450104788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/4630741192450104788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2009/10/melancholy-of-waiter.html' title='Melancholy of a waiter'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SuCIZ2i0NvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1R5vC1HaCJk/s72-c/IMG_0417-71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-1453958103433909218</id><published>2009-10-20T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:03:47.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Clone Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been busy with performing, work, assignments and studies, feel like wanna clone myself to manage everything.&lt;br /&gt;I always dream of being a twin brother...at least someone to hear me out and understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10318_160498997430_528232430_2635740_5644003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 378px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10318_160498997430_528232430_2635740_5644003_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just got notified by my friend who WAS planning to be my room mate next year.&lt;br /&gt;Due to parental advice, he is not gonna move in with me...now who the hell am I gonna find?&lt;br /&gt;Just feel like cloning myself more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10318_161172322430_528232430_2643149_7808655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 336px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10318_161172322430_528232430_2643149_7808655_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not restricting just to twins, triplets now haha but I think, the more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs276.snc1/10318_161088772430_528232430_2642070_403427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 249px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs276.snc1/10318_161088772430_528232430_2642070_403427_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A great skill to learn just before handing in an assignment...and facing the exams&lt;br /&gt;Way to go...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10318_161086572430_528232430_2642068_7558908_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 220px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10318_161086572430_528232430_2642068_7558908_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But in the end, everything had to be done independently.&lt;br /&gt;That's the reality of life&lt;br /&gt;...but&lt;br /&gt;I still wish to be one of a twin&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-1453958103433909218?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/1453958103433909218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=1453958103433909218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/1453958103433909218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/1453958103433909218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2009/10/clone-me.html' title='Clone Me'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-6268464654633110313</id><published>2009-10-17T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:41:38.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams and poetry'/><title type='text'>Little Pigeon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little pigeon by its nest,&lt;br /&gt;Peeking down from the crest,&lt;br /&gt;Planning to migrate to the best,&lt;br /&gt;Knotty thoughts kept in chest,&lt;br /&gt;Extended wings and internal test,&lt;br /&gt;To assimilate itself with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little pigeon always in zest,&lt;br /&gt;Aiding ally and cleaning the mess,&lt;br /&gt;Naivety among the contemptuous infest,&lt;br /&gt;Recollection of kindness mysteriously less,&lt;br /&gt;Remembered for being a pest,&lt;br /&gt;Aide memoire for a reality test,&lt;br /&gt;And buckle on the safety vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little pigeon by the goblet,&lt;br /&gt;Laments over the infests' secret,&lt;br /&gt;Agitated but still a puppet.&lt;br /&gt;Congested fluid in the faucet,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for its longing starlet,&lt;br /&gt;Veiled from the atrocious silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Tang Hoi Mun&lt;br /&gt;17th October 2009&lt;br /&gt;Copyright law reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/StnV9KmctCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4xQpgtbPnYA/s1600-h/parrot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/StnV9KmctCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4xQpgtbPnYA/s320/parrot2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393577275547235362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-6268464654633110313?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/6268464654633110313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=6268464654633110313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6268464654633110313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/6268464654633110313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-pigeon.html' title='Little Pigeon'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/StnV9KmctCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4xQpgtbPnYA/s72-c/parrot2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-3258024232932996686</id><published>2009-10-10T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:41:38.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams and poetry'/><title type='text'>Ambiguity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wooden planks by the wall,&lt;br /&gt;Coupled to an awkward flaw.&lt;br /&gt;A petty defect closed the door,&lt;br /&gt;Of shallow neighbors who judge it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curved lips and opened doors,&lt;br /&gt;Plummeting hair for an hour more,&lt;br /&gt;Budding hopefulness for aficionado,&lt;br /&gt;Ended up as the shallow neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cluttered pieces on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Begging for the scholar's gnaw,&lt;br /&gt;The time ticks and never snores,&lt;br /&gt;Ensuing to a scanty lore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mighty vision states it all,&lt;br /&gt;But clouded by the upper core.&lt;br /&gt;The witness shall not be in awe,&lt;br /&gt;To depart from the misty shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/StCmdaUHMLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/58EXfKaZ4Cs/s1600-h/dust2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/StCmdaUHMLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/58EXfKaZ4Cs/s320/dust2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390991778172580018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;written by Hoi-Mun Tang&lt;br /&gt;11th October 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-3258024232932996686?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/3258024232932996686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=3258024232932996686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3258024232932996686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3258024232932996686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2009/10/ambiguity.html' title='Ambiguity'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/StCmdaUHMLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/58EXfKaZ4Cs/s72-c/dust2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-2602781452826707863</id><published>2009-10-10T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:42:33.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events and Happenings'/><title type='text'>End of Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 weeks of holidays is gone, just in a nick of a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel devastated that I barely even study or finish my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;All I did was eat, sleep, movies and gaming.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can get my motivation back as soon as possible because it's gonna be a hectic month of crazy studies preparing for examinations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the holidays, play is dominant than studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;26th Sept - Bizi's open house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;27th Sept - Performed in Sydney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;30th Sept - Kimian's open house &amp;amp; Mok's birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1st Oct - Turana Parade visit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2nd Oct - Ethics videos production, Uni Drive open house and art galleries tour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3rd Oct - Mid Autumn Party @ Lydia's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4th Oct - More work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;5th Oct- Dinner with GEN Education Agents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6th Oct - Went library to start my assignments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;8th Oct - Dikir Barat BBQ Gathering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;9th Oct - Khai Chi's graduation party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11th Oct - Australian BBQ Party @ Joanne's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too much events happening, haha hopefully I'll feel bad soon and finish off everything and get through the examinations and have a well-deserved holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs241.snc1/8835_139667749462_523329462_2389627_6159014_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 208px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs241.snc1/8835_139667749462_523329462_2389627_6159014_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least I resurrected this outdated blog to make things sound nicer.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna keep up the good work, gonna go eat breakfast/ lunch first although I woke up at 9.30am but always ended up having late breakfast...need someone with me to nag me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully...positively...someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/16460277-2602781452826707863?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/2602781452826707863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=2602781452826707863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2602781452826707863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/2602781452826707863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-spring-break.html' title='End of Spring Break'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-3650966377657029084</id><published>2009-10-09T11:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:42:33.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events and Happenings'/><title type='text'>Awakening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/Ss6uX6aSwfI/AAAAAAAAABA/d1ezPFC1bxs/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/Ss6uX6aSwfI/AAAAAAAAABA/d1ezPFC1bxs/s320/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390437529848824306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently starting up the engine of this blog&lt;br /&gt;At the meantime, most updates are available @ http://www.wretch.cc/blog/kevinqool&lt;br /&gt;This blog had been sleeping for more than a year now, waiting to be awaken...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;To be announced&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Addie Tang&lt;br /&gt;09.10.2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-3650966377657029084?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/3650966377657029084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=3650966377657029084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3650966377657029084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/3650966377657029084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2009/10/moved-to-new-blog.html' title='Awakening?'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/Ss6uX6aSwfI/AAAAAAAAABA/d1ezPFC1bxs/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-5478770703304267134</id><published>2008-06-23T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:24.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>第101期</title><content type='html'>Nuff said, continuing the chart frenzy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SF-qQWMO-bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qsnqlFUY-l0/s1600-h/101th.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SF-qQWMO-bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qsnqlFUY-l0/s400/101th.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215074091329845682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recommendations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lafite- Composer, Lyrics and Video Director- Penny Tai&lt;br /&gt;Expressing the subconsciousness of people who had a few alcohol drinks elegantly- Lafite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I had been drinking (which weirdly is a custom for medicine students) but I am trying to avoid being alcoholic. One more test to go then I'll have 3 weeks of holiday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I can avoid from alcohol, which most of my friends would offer to me after exams...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-5478770703304267134?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/5478770703304267134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=5478770703304267134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5478770703304267134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/5478770703304267134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2008/06/101.html' title='第101期'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SF-qQWMO-bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qsnqlFUY-l0/s72-c/101th.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-998873402044941884</id><published>2008-06-19T11:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:24.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Thoughts'/><title type='text'>My First Own Electronic Chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SFnRqCbkxBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6vjNvHL1SL8/s1600-h/100th.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making music charts of my favourite songs had been one of my leisures starting from 2004, but after 2006, I had not been making up any charts, me and my sister used to play as host of the chart and we had fun, heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after a stressful period of examinations, I just made the chart up electronically and it's nicer than I imagined. So, here it is. My first electronic Top 20 Chinese Hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SFnToqic0CI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hxIF7PXQgcY/s1600-h/100th.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SFnToqic0CI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hxIF7PXQgcY/s400/100th.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213430739225071650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-998873402044941884?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/998873402044941884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=998873402044941884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/998873402044941884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/998873402044941884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-own-electronic-chart.html' title='My First Own Electronic Chart'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLSrHHW4pa4/SFnToqic0CI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hxIF7PXQgcY/s72-c/100th.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-116714773568454146</id><published>2006-12-26T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:42:33.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events and Happenings'/><title type='text'>It's been 6 months</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been six month since I updated my blog. Well, I admit that I was in a busy year 2006 and now it is coming to an end. Not before I turn 18 though. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since July, I was busy with my studies, work, relationships, and into more and even more express myself as my age comes to a sweet eighteen time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly a full and packed year I had. And I am very blessed and thankful for getting it, many lesson learnt, exposed to adulthood, getting to know more as an individual living on one in a million stars and in a colony of galaxies, which is the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July til September 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Study, study and more studies&lt;br /&gt;-Getting to know more friends&lt;br /&gt;-Deepen the experience as an individual in his own way to achieve destiny and ambition&lt;br /&gt;-Think, imagine, and more of using brain power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October and November 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Worked at a bontique fair selling apparels&lt;br /&gt;-Exposed to work environment, met new friends and we worked together&lt;br /&gt;-Now know what is the meaning of office conflict and fear of it&lt;br /&gt;-Earning some cash isn't that simple&lt;br /&gt;-Learnt about different human characteristics or double personality peoples&lt;br /&gt;-My patience is beyond limits&lt;br /&gt;-My presense can ease uneasiness in the surroundings&lt;br /&gt;-Every word had to be filtered before coming out from mouth&lt;br /&gt;-To get something, you must first let go of something&lt;br /&gt;-To realize that I've been such a lazy bum all these years&lt;br /&gt;-Laptops are pretty handy: burning CDs, quick access, nice display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/fair1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All crews before opening time of the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/SP_A2311.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked in shop lot in November, taking a break behind the fitting room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Worked till 15th December&lt;br /&gt;-4th Dec, mum's birthday&lt;br /&gt;-20th Dec, sister's birthday, start of a relationship&lt;br /&gt;-Times really FLIES very fast!&lt;br /&gt;-First time to ever confess directly to a girl&lt;br /&gt;-21th Dec to 25th Dec, a trip to Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;-Merry X'mas or just an ordinary day to me&lt;br /&gt;-Anticipated celebration on 27th Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 199px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/SP_A2394.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in December, with a hohoho hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 245px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/DSC00181.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An escape to Cambodia through Air Asia, looking down the double layered window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 286px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/DSC00274.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angkor Wat, one of world's seventh wonder, I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 476px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/DSC00211.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayon Temple in Angkor Thom, faces in the temple keeps me puzzled of this natural heritage, how long had it last and when will someone who had the same feeling with me visit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 461px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/DSC00286.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time ever to feel so confident running along the street and glares of eyes on me. I am now at the top of world~ hehe, still in Angkor Wat though ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px; height: 263px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/DSC00133.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really past with a 'blink' of an eye. Wishing 2006 will end beautifully, flawlessly. And hope a lucky and packed with happy surprises awaits me in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 27th December, I will blow off 18 lit-candles on a mouth-watering cake and before that I will make a wish...hopes it will come true, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF FANTASTIC YEAR 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEGINNING OF ANTICIPATED YEAR 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-116714773568454146?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/116714773568454146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=116714773568454146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/116714773568454146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/116714773568454146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-6-months_26.html' title='It&apos;s been 6 months'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-115137354852889893</id><published>2006-06-27T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:42:33.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events and Happenings'/><title type='text'>I'm 17.5 today~</title><content type='html'>Another half a year before I can really step in to the world of an 'adult'. The word 'adult' still is unfarmiliar to me. Maybe because of the 'kid' in me still haven't ready to say goodbye to me.&lt;br /&gt;The term adult describes any mature organism, but normally it refers to a human: one that is no longer a child / minor and is now either a man or a woman. Coming of age is the event of becoming an adult, i.e. of entering adulthood. Historically, adulthood has been determined by puberty, which is physical or biological adulthood; passing a series of tests to demonstrate the child is prepared for adulthood; or reaching a specified age, sometimes in conjunction with demonstrating preparation. Most modern societies determine legal adulthood based on reaching a legally-specified age without requiring a demonstration of physical maturity or preparation for adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;The legal definition of entering adulthood usually varies between ages 16-21, depending on the region in question. Some cultures in Africa define adult at age 13, and the Indians of Guatemala consider adulthood at age 10.&lt;br /&gt;In the modern world, often the age is 18. Exceptions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: Scotland &lt;br /&gt;17: Indonesia &lt;br /&gt;19: South Korea &lt;br /&gt;20: Japan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. for me, I'm not sure yet. I'm still as playful and naughty as ever. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;This few days, I was watching the FIFA world cup till I got panda eyes. But it was exciting and fun to watch. Already half way through the 16-matches. Really getting the hang of it. At the end here, I'll post up the video entitled, " I'm Just a Kid." by Simple Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.4" width="321" height="265" quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d789299%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8&amp;ap=0" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THE YOUTH WHILE YOU STILL CAN BEFORE ENTERING ADULTHOOD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-115137354852889893?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/115137354852889893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=115137354852889893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/115137354852889893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/115137354852889893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-175-today.html' title='I&apos;m 17.5 today~'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-115007946878331206</id><published>2006-06-12T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:41:38.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>High-sensitivity syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sensitivity or insensitivity of a human, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;often considered with regard to a particular kind of stimulus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is the strength of the feeling it results in, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in comparison with the strength of the stimulus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The concept applies to physical as well as emotional feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If your sensitivity is on the right level, you will react appropriately to the emotions or situation of other people, tactful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are too sensitive, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you meet these situations like rapid perception with the senses, reacting to small changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You feel offended even if the matter is a small fry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This will lead to sleeping problems, losing of appetite and weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Another situation is that you will feel readily getting upset or hurt although the other people did not do anything seriously wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If it is lethal, it may bring to suicide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, chill down your sensitivity neuron system and relax, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;try not to think too much and do the activities you like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing wrong being solitude if you really can't communicate or easy to get hurt although there is just a small misunderstood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, I will tag in a music video from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rainie Yang's, " Sensitive ". ( Guo Min )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a mandarin song and it tells a story of a girl being too sensitive which leads to breakage in her love relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aguoQENoy0k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE SAD MEMORIES IS TO FORGET THAN TO REMEMBER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-115007946878331206?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/115007946878331206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=115007946878331206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/115007946878331206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/115007946878331206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/high-sensitivity-syndrome.html' title='High-sensitivity syndrome'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-115003842840695252</id><published>2006-06-11T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:41:38.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Stranded in the field of emotions</title><content type='html'>Hmm, where am I? I'm clueless. I'm like marooned on an unknown place with nothing but only memories, the past that I feel anxious and unsecure. Am I just too sensitive or something else? This remains a mystery to me.&lt;br /&gt;    In the weekends, I spent my time watching concerts, enjoy world cup matches, surfing the web, eat, sleep and sometimes I just feel like singing a few songs I like. Walking in the crowd, I kept looking around at different kinds of people and sometimes I eventually imagine myself as that particular person in the crowd and try to see how they see me in their minds. Well, handsome? Tall? Arrogant? Or even look like a sucker. Although they won't say it out, you can still see it from their facial expressions. This is called nonverbal communication.&lt;br /&gt;    Actually, maybe they did not see us as in what we think. Sometimes we interpret a wrong facial expression and started to feel bad of ourselves. The most important is not what they say about us, is the way we interpret their opinions and views. If we interpret it as a positive factor, then hapy it is. If in the other hand, feeling down as we can be. So why we get frustated with other people's view anyway? They are not the one who can control our feelings or emotions, it is us, ourselves who determine what emotion should we go through. Take their opinions and if we are personally wrong, then change, what wrong with a change? It's we that what ourselves to improve, not that we turn over a new leaf just because for that particular opinion.&lt;br /&gt;    So, people, live your life to the fullest and be confident to yourself. Don't get easily beaten or discourage by just a person that  may not understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I would like to post up a few of songs. Hehe, I love these songs!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Paige, " Stranded "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.2" width=321 height=265 quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d715560%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8&amp;ap=1" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garbage, " Cherry Lips "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.2" width=321 height=265 quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d539379%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8&amp;ap=1" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVE FOR YOURSELF, DO NOT LIVE FOR SOMEONE ELSE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-115003842840695252?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/115003842840695252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=115003842840695252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/115003842840695252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/115003842840695252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/stranded-in-field-of-emotions.html' title='Stranded in the field of emotions'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-114985939996575850</id><published>2006-06-09T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:08:38.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events and Happenings'/><title type='text'>World Cup 2006 in Germany!!!</title><content type='html'>Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for the hottest game show in the world?&lt;br /&gt;And today the spirit of World Cup burns in the beautiful country of Germany in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and the 1st match will be between Germany &amp;amp; Costa Rica!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, prepare yourself as Germany reach its climax today!!!&lt;br /&gt;Millions will be watching this match from around the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;The teams from different country will be striking for the GLORY and FAME for their own country and also to grab hold on the PURE GOLD WORLD CUP TROPHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c145/Iris_1990/worldcuptrophy.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO!!! ALEH ALEH ALEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't go wild when we say about WORLD CUP.&lt;br /&gt;And here I attached a clip that is suitable for the game that turns the world around.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Frog's " We Are The Champion " ( Ding A Dang Dong )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.1" width=321 height=265 quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d922566%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GET IT STARTED !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-114985939996575850?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/114985939996575850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=114985939996575850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114985939996575850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114985939996575850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-2006-in-germany.html' title='World Cup 2006 in Germany!!!'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-114985807995331777</id><published>2006-06-09T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:59.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>What do we really want?</title><content type='html'>What do we want? An account of billions of money in the bank? Or a villa with a large outdoor landscape added with a few flashy sport cars? These features or properties seems to be everyone's dream when we are still in childhood.&lt;br /&gt;    But as we grow,our needs too grow into different forms according to our personalities that have been brought up since we are a baby. For example, for those who was born in a divorced, rich but busy family, most of them will be eager for others' people attention and care. As well for those who stayed in a house full of care and love would want freedom and independence. For those singles out there, they will be daydreaming of getting their life partner soon and in the other hand, those with partners face the problem daily and wish that they are still single. Weird right? These characteristics are very normal to be in a human being.&lt;br /&gt;    So, what do we really want? Since after we get the things we want, we will still want other than what we had wished for before we get what we want. In a nutshell, we must appreciate watever we get and we must be prepared that we are going to lose it one day. Give and take is the basic norms in a human lifestyle. If there no give, then you can't just keep taking. The cycle of give and take goes on and on. Then, what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Strive hard for the things you want and remember to share it after we get what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For closure, I include this music video by Michelle Branch, " All you wanted "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.1" width=321 height=265 quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d650209%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; GRAB HOLD ON YOUR DREAMS AND YOU'LL ACHIEVE WHAT YOU WANT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-114985807995331777?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/114985807995331777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=114985807995331777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114985807995331777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114985807995331777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-do-we-really-want.html' title='What do we really want?'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-114984716527197465</id><published>2006-06-09T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:41:58.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slice of life'/><title type='text'>Uncontrollable emotions</title><content type='html'>Emotion, in its most general definition, is a neural impulse that moves an organism to action. Emotion is differentiated from feeling, in that, as noted, emotion is a psycho-physiological state that moves an organism to action. Feeling, on the other hand, is emotion that is filtered through the cognitive brain centers, specifically the frontal lobe, producing a physiological change in addition to the psycho-physiological change. ( sources from Wikipedia )&lt;br /&gt;    Okay, enough for  the science explanation. Generally, can we really control our emotions? It normally depends on the environment of a person when growing up and how he or she was brought up. Some will ending up faking their tears on their pillow or finding it funny and silly. As everyone knows our EQ ( emotional intelligence ) is more important than our IQ ( intellectual intelligence ). So, understanding ourselves is the basic knowledge that we even find it hard to learn.&lt;br /&gt;    In a nutshell, I think that a system of identification that includes a recognition of the real differences people at different levels of giftedness feel and experience would be extremely helpful to them in better understanding themselves and developing their emotional intelligence earlier in life before so much confusion and pain have been experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I enclosed the article with a song from Destiny's Child, " Emotion "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.1" width=321 height=265 quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d785666%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly from a Singaporean chinese singer, JJ Lin's " Actually " ( mandarin song ) ( Yuan Lai )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.1" width=321 height=265 quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d660879%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND YOURSELF BEFORE TRYING TO UNDERSTAND OTHERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-114984716527197465?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/114984716527197465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=114984716527197465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114984716527197465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114984716527197465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/uncontrollable-emotions.html' title='Uncontrollable emotions'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-114984328851395707</id><published>2006-06-09T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:59.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Listen here~!</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to the my new friend that I cared. Wishing you will accept me back as your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PEACE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not make things too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPLICATED&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's heat things up with Avril Lavingne's " Complicated "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.1" quality="high" scale="noScale" flashvars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d830681%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="265" width="321"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to make a wish, I'll wish for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP FOREVER&lt;/span&gt; between you and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-114984328851395707?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/114984328851395707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=114984328851395707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114984328851395707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114984328851395707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/listen-here.html' title='Listen here~!'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-114984221744894390</id><published>2006-06-09T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:59.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Feeling weird...</title><content type='html'>Phew~! Just came back from National Service and it was sure tense and tired there. But I really missed my friends back there. The experience will forever be remembered in my memories...&lt;br /&gt;    Well, just back from rural areas and now-back to the old busy days of the city. Just came back from the camp and I will go to a college near my home. Luckily I knew some fresh new friends and they really quite good. We immediately became a gang. But after a few days I sense something is going wrong between me and my new pals. There is a girl whom is very cheerful and open-minded when I first met her. Not long, she became cold, and started to avoid me. Weird? Well, I think having yourself exploit to a new environment where your old friends are not with you will be hazardous and  may bring a failure friendship sice I am not a very good speaker.&lt;br /&gt;    Now, I finally understand that the world out there is opened to many complicated human relationships, not to mention the weird personalities of people. That why I am so eager to study psychology and I wanted to really understand why a person will behave or act like that. Maybe they are also afraid to get hurt out there, so they adapt themselves by changing their atitudes or act. But I seem to be a little over emotional when I meet such awkard situation.&lt;br /&gt;    In a nutshell, I hope she will accept me as a friend and that's all. I did not want her to have wild fantasies about my action and behaviour. I wish she could understand the voice inside my heart and don't treat me so cold anymore. That's all, be friends. I can't stand any longer when people gives me the look of hatred or discrimination. I also have my feelings. But if she continues like that, I have no choice but to just save myself from the psychological trap and don't think about it too seriously. So don't save me. Let the time prove everything.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=0.1" width=321 height=265 quality="high" scale="noScale" FlashVars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d680679%26rf%3d1&amp;vfver=8" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This music video comes from the ex-M2M, Marit Larsen ( blonde hair last time )&lt;br /&gt;New single entitled " Don't Save Me "&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-114984221744894390?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/114984221744894390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=114984221744894390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114984221744894390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114984221744894390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-weird.html' title='Feeling weird...'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-114981872359296537</id><published>2006-06-09T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:59.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Resurrection of the blog~!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a long long time since I updated this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I admit that I'm too busy these few months.&lt;br /&gt;Busy with exams, working, and National Service in my country.&lt;br /&gt;Now, at last I can now inhale some fresh air and time to restart my dull old blog. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the blog with a music video.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourites, Kelly Clarkson " Because of you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=" src="http://grouper.com/mtg/mtgPlayer.swf?v=" width="321" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="vurl=http%3a%2f%2fgrouper.com%2fflv.ashx%3fid%3d855844%26rf%3d1&amp;amp;vfver=8" scale="noScale" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="never"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-114981872359296537?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/114981872359296537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=114981872359296537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114981872359296537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/114981872359296537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2006/06/resurrection-of-blog.html' title='Resurrection of the blog~!'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16460277.post-112609587260380366</id><published>2005-09-08T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:05:59.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All about Me'/><title type='text'>Welcome to My Life !</title><content type='html'>Lala... although it's like a bit late to create a new blog... heh heh. But anyway, thanks for just logging into this new born site. Hope you will like it. Thanks for your support !&lt;br /&gt;Now, my biodata...hehe&lt;br /&gt;Name: Tang Hoi Mun&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Addie ^_^&lt;br /&gt;e-mail: addie_boy27@hotmail.com, addie5101@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;Date of birth: 27th December&lt;br /&gt;School: Sang Suria till Seri Suria ( 11 years )&lt;br /&gt;Home: Near Leisure Mall, Cheras&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope: Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I put some of my daily photo... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 503px; height: 377px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/addie3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my class in school~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 504px; height: 378px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/giapmingmun2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends...from left; Giap, me, Mingzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 503px; height: 375px;" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/Grace-me.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also my frenz...Grace...hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y160/AddieQooL/addie2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala... me~ posing the 007 agent... prepare your paper bags...heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll end here... Wish all I people I know will have a wonderful life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16460277-112609587260380366?l=addieboy27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/feeds/112609587260380366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16460277&amp;postID=112609587260380366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/112609587260380366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16460277/posts/default/112609587260380366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://addieboy27.blogspot.com/2005/09/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='Welcome to My Life !'/><author><name>AddieQooL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11230225966835373869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn8PLsvrwWw/Tc_NtX92VcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/MljHpgju9qs/s220/DSC01494.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
