<?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-17977689</id><updated>2012-01-14T13:44:57.779+08:00</updated><category term='wûrk'/><category term='non·sen·si·cal'/><category term='ag·ing'/><category term='frěnd'/><category term='petrol head'/><category term='e·nig·ma'/><category term='grŭmp'/><category term='an·ger'/><category term='words of wisdom from very wise taxi drivers'/><category term='lŭv'/><category term='war-on-flab'/><category term='mus·ing'/><category term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>Enigmas and Musings from the Edge of Insanity</title><subtitle type='html'>"One can become lost in such work, and forget oneself. Or one can go even deeper, and find many recollections of that self."
&lt;br/&gt;- "Assassin's Quest" by Robin Hobb</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>358</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6296927447881688970</id><published>2012-01-14T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T13:44:57.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>I don’t need to do a better job. I need better P.R. on the job I do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/sfHo5gXfHuk" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;It's intriguing how complex ideas can become reality.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6296927447881688970?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6296927447881688970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6296927447881688970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6296927447881688970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6296927447881688970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-dont-need-to-do-better-job-i-need.html' title='I don’t need to do a better job. I need better P.R. on the job I do.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-269585121635537612</id><published>2012-01-02T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:05:08.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Another show extolling love and peace interrupted every seven minutes by commercials extolling greed and waste.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xngvXSvsotI/TwFRCXURslI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Xk7vtcA7aLw/s1600/402508_275232845867295_219074238149823_800374_944316014_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xngvXSvsotI/TwFRCXURslI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Xk7vtcA7aLw/s320/402508_275232845867295_219074238149823_800374_944316014_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2012: So. How did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;2011: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;*smug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; I got a milestone event: The Big Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2012: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;*incredulous*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; No! Seriously?! Man, you sure are lucky! Everyone was hoping to get that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;2011: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;*still smug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; You bet! Although... *mood turns contemplative*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2012: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;*curious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;2011: It just seems that most people didn't really have a good one. As for me, i think i did pretty well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2012: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;*muses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;2011: Yeah. I count myself lucky when i hear and see what other people has gone through. He counts himself contented and his life full, despite not having as much money or fame or excitement as others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2012: Well, in any case, it'll sure be hard to beat you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;2011: Ha! You never know, my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;*whispers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; Perhaps a new addition to the family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2012: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;*excited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; Really? But then again, those are just hopes and rumors. It will really be great if it does happen though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;2011: Heh. Well, i'll leave you to it then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;*passes the baton*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; Good luck, mate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2012: Cheerio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-269585121635537612?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/269585121635537612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=269585121635537612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/269585121635537612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/269585121635537612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-show-extolling-love-and-peace.html' title='Another show extolling love and peace interrupted every seven minutes by commercials extolling greed and waste.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xngvXSvsotI/TwFRCXURslI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Xk7vtcA7aLw/s72-c/402508_275232845867295_219074238149823_800374_944316014_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5461803547995677349</id><published>2011-12-26T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:09:43.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grŭmp'/><title type='text'>For the next Go-Kart session, i would like to request for the categorisation to be done by weight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hox0ruwePlk/TvdG3liT-LI/AAAAAAAAAg8/emOdf6Us6qI/s1600/376982_2722324530673_1033865230_3018460_1987026291_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hox0ruwePlk/TvdG3liT-LI/AAAAAAAAAg8/emOdf6Us6qI/s320/376982_2722324530673_1033865230_3018460_1987026291_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;ultimate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; rule in &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Go-Kart&lt;/span&gt;, and&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;therefore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, in &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Power-to-Weight Ratio is &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;foremost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt this after some very &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;humiliating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; lessons in which i was being overtaken by two &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; girls in my department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was absolutely&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i could do, but just watch helplessly as they overtook and widen the gap, even with my foot &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;planted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; against the throttle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. The &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, everyone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5461803547995677349?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5461803547995677349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5461803547995677349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5461803547995677349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5461803547995677349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-next-go-kart-session-i-would-like.html' title='For the next Go-Kart session, i would like to request for the categorisation to be done by weight.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hox0ruwePlk/TvdG3liT-LI/AAAAAAAAAg8/emOdf6Us6qI/s72-c/376982_2722324530673_1033865230_3018460_1987026291_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1118798457475642902</id><published>2011-12-09T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:09:02.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grŭmp'/><title type='text'>From a Postcard Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TnOQtrq7zmA/TuHNb-0nHAI/AAAAAAAAAgs/1Nr7XZ1HGhM/s1600/DSCN2133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TnOQtrq7zmA/TuHNb-0nHAI/AAAAAAAAAgs/1Nr7XZ1HGhM/s320/DSCN2133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our honeymoon was under such &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;glorious&lt;/i&gt; blue skies, in &lt;i style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&gt; clear waters and &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;bright&lt;/i&gt; sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got even &lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; uglier than i thought possible: i got &lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;severly&lt;/i&gt; sunburnt. -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1118798457475642902?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1118798457475642902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1118798457475642902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1118798457475642902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1118798457475642902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-postcard-memory.html' title='From a Postcard Memory'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TnOQtrq7zmA/TuHNb-0nHAI/AAAAAAAAAgs/1Nr7XZ1HGhM/s72-c/DSCN2133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4419380976090326955</id><published>2011-12-01T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:49:13.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>From The Republic of Singapore, Women's Charter (Chapter 353), Certificate of Marriage (Section 31).</title><content type='html'>After &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of preparation, our &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;big day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is finally over and we're now awaiting our Air Mauritius flight to our honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;wondrous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;glorious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; day, it still feels &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; that we're married. Till now, i can't &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; believe that my status is now officially &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;"married"&lt;/span&gt; instead of the usual &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;"single"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being reminded &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; during the wedding dinner that i'm an adult now, i now face my future with a feeling of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;apprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, i will face it and try my &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to be a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; husband and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; companion. With her support and love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"i firmly believe that we will have a happy marriage and grow old together."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4419380976090326955?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4419380976090326955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4419380976090326955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4419380976090326955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4419380976090326955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-republic-of-singapore-womens.html' title='From The Republic of Singapore, Women&apos;s Charter (Chapter 353), Certificate of Marriage (Section 31).'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7911706054541686004</id><published>2011-10-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:01:16.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e·nig·ma'/><title type='text'>THAT lesson certainly ought to be inapplicable elsewhere in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfLwy5I4Vw/TqbbqyM687I/AAAAAAAAAgA/aOvep1d-iNI/s1600/DSCN0448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfLwy5I4Vw/TqbbqyM687I/AAAAAAAAAgA/aOvep1d-iNI/s200/DSCN0448.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I can’t wait until I’m older. There’s nothing great about being young. Being young means you’re still naïve. That’s why it feels like you’re soaring in the sky or sinking beneath the ocean when someone you admire betrays you. Those emotions control your entire life, and can make you lose sight of who you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;By growing older, your heart grows more experienced. You grow one step further away from being controlled by your feelings, and are able to keep from soaring through the sky or sinking to the depths of the ocean. That’s what it means to grow older." &lt;/div&gt;- Fifth Squad Vice-Captain, Hinamori in Bleach Episode 239: &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;The Awakening Hyōrinmaru! Hitsugaya's Fierce Fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our lives, we have different experiences. &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Each&lt;/i&gt; of us can tell a &lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;unique&lt;/i&gt; tale of our own lives and how we lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationships. Our moment of glory. Our failures. Our work. Our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each experience molds our character to &lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;who&lt;/i&gt; we are &lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt;today&lt;/i&gt;. Each experience brings a &lt;i style="color: #073763;"&gt;different&lt;/i&gt; facet, big or small, to our character. From &lt;i style="color: #20124d;"&gt;each&lt;/i&gt; experience, we learn a different lesson and we &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;grow&lt;/i&gt; from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're young, we went &lt;i style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/i&gt; and did &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; with an unbridled &lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;passion&lt;/i&gt; and full of energy. We rush into &lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; and experience life in fullness. We revel in our pride and ability, while bouncing back from each failure, &lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt;bigger&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #073763;"&gt;better&lt;/i&gt;. But through it all, our experiences shaped and mold us into our own &lt;i style="color: #20124d;"&gt;individual&lt;/i&gt; character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, we become &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;slower&lt;/i&gt; and more &lt;i style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;mature&lt;/i&gt;. We become more &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;contented &lt;/i&gt;to sit back and live our life &lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;quietly&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;happily&lt;/i&gt;. With our life's experience, we treated each and every matter thoughtfully and cautiously. We treasure our family and close friends &lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #073763;"&gt;Each&lt;/i&gt; of us can be compared to a diamond. After much honing and polishing from our life's experiences, we shine &lt;i style="color: #20124d;"&gt;even brighter&lt;/i&gt; than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collectively, we are &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;brilliant&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2JtkCVccxs/TqbbzvXigrI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4CW9MHRA-1I/s1600/DSCN0447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2JtkCVccxs/TqbbzvXigrI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4CW9MHRA-1I/s200/DSCN0447.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“No man, in the fullness of his years, should have to experience afresh all the passion that a youngster is capable of embracing. Our hearts grow brittle as we age. Mine near shattered in that onslaught.”&lt;/div&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;“Fool’s Fate”&lt;/span&gt; by Robin Hobb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7911706054541686004?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7911706054541686004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7911706054541686004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7911706054541686004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7911706054541686004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cant-wait-until-im-older.html' title='THAT lesson certainly ought to be inapplicable elsewhere in life.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfLwy5I4Vw/TqbbqyM687I/AAAAAAAAAgA/aOvep1d-iNI/s72-c/DSCN0448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7791061031915562396</id><published>2011-10-19T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T15:35:48.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>I suppose if we couldn’t laugh at things that don’t make sense, we couldn’t reach to a lot of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4bc44Sa1bTg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'll give you another example:  &lt;br /&gt;You &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; turn the traction control off, but it would be &lt;i style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;easier&lt;/i&gt; to launch the missiles from a nuclear submarine. You have &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;push&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; button and hold it down for ten seconds, then you push those two simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i said to one of the engineers the other day, &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"Why does it have to be so complicated?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said, &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Well, why do you want to turn the traction control off?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"'Cause it would be fun."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you could see him thinking: &lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Hhmm. FUN. I must look that up in a dictionary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7791061031915562396?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7791061031915562396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7791061031915562396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7791061031915562396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7791061031915562396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-suppose-if-we-couldnt-laugh-at-things.html' title='I suppose if we couldn’t laugh at things that don’t make sense, we couldn’t reach to a lot of life.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4bc44Sa1bTg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-572844569342175637</id><published>2011-10-11T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T18:08:11.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>"The Internet is the first thing that humanity has built that humanity doesn't understand, the largest experiment in anarchy that we have ever had." - Eric Schmidt</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hiY5qRq7YA8" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Information Age&lt;/span&gt; and social media, sometimes people trust online characters&lt;i style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; far more&lt;/i&gt; than they trust their own family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with real life, our words have a&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; profound&lt;/i&gt; impact on others, whether written or spoken. With the Internet, this effect is magnified a&lt;i style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; hundred&lt;/i&gt; or a &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;thousand&lt;/i&gt; times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Internet is a double-edged sword: it can help us&lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt; immensely&lt;/i&gt; with the world's information at our fingertips, or it can hurt us&lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; really &lt;/i&gt;badly, with the words and actions of &lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;"trolls"&lt;/span&gt; and bullies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can even &lt;i style="color: #073763;"&gt;kill&lt;/i&gt; us. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-572844569342175637?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/572844569342175637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hiY5qRq7YA8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4370867202195004365</id><published>2011-10-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T00:04:36.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>What this game needs are negotiated settlements.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="301" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xC9QuACymfc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elyrics.net/read/p/parachute-band-lyrics/forever-and-always-lyrics.html"&gt;Forever And Always&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's sitting at the table, the hours get later&lt;br /&gt;He was supposed to be here&lt;br /&gt;She's sure he would have called&lt;br /&gt;She waits a little longer, there's no one in the driveway&lt;br /&gt;No one's said they seen him&lt;br /&gt;Why, is something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;She looks back to the window&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;A voice says somethings happened&lt;br /&gt;That she should come right now&lt;br /&gt;Her mind goes to December&lt;br /&gt;She thinks of when he asked her&lt;br /&gt;He bent down on his knees first&lt;br /&gt;And he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I want you forever, forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly&lt;br /&gt;We'll grow old together&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulls up to the entrance&lt;br /&gt;She walks right to the front desk&lt;br /&gt;They lead her down a million halls a maze that's never ending&lt;br /&gt;They talk about what happened but she can barely hear them&lt;br /&gt;She tries to keep a straight face as she walks into the room&lt;br /&gt;She sits by his bedside, holds his hand too tight&lt;br /&gt;They talk about the kids they're gonna have and the good life&lt;br /&gt;The house on the hillside, where they would stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay, there forever, forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly&lt;br /&gt;We'll grow old together, and always remember&lt;br /&gt;Whether rich or for poor or for better&lt;br /&gt;We'll still love each other, forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she gets and idea and calls in the nurses&lt;br /&gt;Brings up the chaplain and he says a couple versus&lt;br /&gt;She borrows some rings from the couple next door&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's laughing as the tears fall on the floor&lt;br /&gt;She looks into his eyes, and she says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I want you forever, forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly&lt;br /&gt;We'll grow old together, and always remember&lt;br /&gt;Whether happy or sad or whatever&lt;br /&gt;We'll still love each other, forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always, forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finishes the vows but his beeps are getting so low&lt;br /&gt;His voice is almost too low&lt;br /&gt;As he says, I love you forever, forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Please just remember even if I'm not there&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you, forever and always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4370867202195004365?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4370867202195004365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4370867202195004365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4370867202195004365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4370867202195004365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-this-game-needs-are-negotiated.html' title='What this game needs are negotiated settlements.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xC9QuACymfc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4516759601695521224</id><published>2011-09-29T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:03:28.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>"Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love." - Marc Chagall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8qS8ELh-V0/ToNDP8WHToI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wZjbpvKED0c/s1600/DSCN0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8qS8ELh-V0/ToNDP8WHToI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wZjbpvKED0c/s320/DSCN0499.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here’s a chance for you to proclaim your love for her. Say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear, I don’t think I have told you enough times how much I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always make me smile and laugh, no matter how tiring my day was. Even though we had our fair share of arguments and disagreements, we always work things out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got together as a couple, I promised you that I will do my best to make you happy. Each time you cry, I feel a stab through my heart and I ask myself, “What have I done? Why couldn’t I make her happy?” It literally pains me to see you sad and shed tears of sorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we’re getting married, I hereby renew my promise: I promise to do my best to make you happy. I also promise that I will support you and our family, and do my best to make sure that we’re happy together.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4516759601695521224?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4516759601695521224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4516759601695521224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4516759601695521224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4516759601695521224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/09/only-love-interests-me-and-i-am-only-in.html' title='&quot;Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.&quot; - Marc Chagall'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8qS8ELh-V0/ToNDP8WHToI/AAAAAAAAAf4/wZjbpvKED0c/s72-c/DSCN0499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1288711428301975581</id><published>2011-09-22T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:11:38.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>This is the finest snowball ever made! Painstakingly hand-crafted into a perfect sphere from a secret mixture of slush, ice, dirt, debris and fine powder snow. This IS the ultimate winter weapon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/X9chKLtprxE" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/cobra-starship-lyrics/1nite-lyrics.html"&gt;#1Nite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We in the spot right now&lt;br /&gt;Ch-checking it out&lt;br /&gt;Packed from wall to wall, going down no doubt&lt;br /&gt;Got girls to my left, drinks to my right&lt;br /&gt;I can tel that this is gonna be one of them nights&lt;br /&gt;(Forever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you need is on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait any more, because it don't last forever&lt;br /&gt;No-oh wo&lt;br /&gt;So turn up the spotlight, gonna tear it up like we got one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause tomorrow morning, we'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;So right now you better jump, right in&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, we'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;So let's keep it rocking til daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we just got one life, one life, one life&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got one hand up&lt;br /&gt;The other on you, you&lt;br /&gt;Got me in a spell ya, girl the way you move&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow ain't real, tonight is our truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have you screaming out, gonna make you say, ooh, ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're falling in love on the dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you and me we'll make this last forever&lt;br /&gt;The future is so bright&lt;br /&gt;Gonna live it up like got one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause tomorrow morning, we'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;So right now you better jump, right in&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, we'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;So let's keep it rocking til daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we just got one life, one life, one life&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause tomorrow morning, we'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;So right now you better jump, right in&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning, we'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;So let's keep it rocking til daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we just got one life, one life, one life&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we got one night, one night, one night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1288711428301975581?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1288711428301975581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1288711428301975581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1288711428301975581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1288711428301975581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-finest-snowball-ever-made.html' title='This is the finest snowball ever made! Painstakingly hand-crafted into a perfect sphere from a secret mixture of slush, ice, dirt, debris and fine powder snow. This IS the ultimate winter weapon!'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5072190825759556759</id><published>2011-09-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T22:03:37.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>"I had only to open my bedroom window, and blue air, love and flowers entered with her. Dressed all in white or all in black, she seemed to float over my canvases for a long time, guiding my art." - Marc Chagall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xa_XAm3K6mY/Tmy_c7deBkI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iaBignVbGcI/s1600/DSCN0465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xa_XAm3K6mY/Tmy_c7deBkI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iaBignVbGcI/s320/DSCN0465.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;'The social system is clever. It shouts when it should keep quiet and keeps quiet when it should shout. Nothing against the models and the intelligent and creative designers, but the system forgot to shout that &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;beauty can't be standardized&lt;/i&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;(...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;'Where are the heavier women in these shows? Where are the young women with less shapely hips? Where are the women with prominent noses? Why, in this temple of &lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;so-called&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;beauty, are there no young women with saddlebags or stretch marks? Aren't they human beings? Aren't they beautiful, too? Why is the world of fashion, which came about to promote well-being, destroying women's self-esteem? Isn't that a socially acceptable rape of self-esteem?'&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;- &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;"The Dreamseller: The Calling" &lt;/span&gt;by Augusto Cury&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5072190825759556759?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5072190825759556759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5072190825759556759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5072190825759556759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5072190825759556759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-had-only-to-open-my-bedroom-window.html' title='&quot;I had only to open my bedroom window, and blue air, love and flowers entered with her. Dressed all in white or all in black, she seemed to float over my canvases for a long time, guiding my art.&quot; - Marc Chagall'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xa_XAm3K6mY/Tmy_c7deBkI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iaBignVbGcI/s72-c/DSCN0465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-3568001714865420950</id><published>2011-09-03T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>I kind of resent the manufacturer’s implicit assumption that this would amuse me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="330" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/L_NlywbArHc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/L_NlywbArHc?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="330" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/skylargrey/invisible.html"&gt;"Invisible"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;I take these pills to make me thin&lt;br /&gt;I dye my hair, and cut my skin&lt;br /&gt;I try everything, to make them see me&lt;br /&gt;But all they see, is someone that's not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm walking on a wire&lt;br /&gt;Even when I set myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I try to look my best&lt;br /&gt;Even though inside I'm such a mess&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Here inside, my quiet hell&lt;br /&gt;You cannot hear, my cries for help&lt;br /&gt;I try everything, to make them see me&lt;br /&gt;But every one, sees what I can't be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm walking on a wire&lt;br /&gt;Even when I set myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I try to look my best&lt;br /&gt;Even though inside I'm such a mess&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I pretend that I'm a queen&lt;br /&gt;It's almost believable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm walking on a wire&lt;br /&gt;Even when I set myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I try to look my best&lt;br /&gt;Even though inside I'm such a mess&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-3568001714865420950?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/3568001714865420950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=3568001714865420950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3568001714865420950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3568001714865420950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-kind-of-resent-manufacturers-implicit.html' title='I kind of resent the manufacturer’s implicit assumption that this would amuse me.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4481463363970446820</id><published>2011-08-30T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T23:01:45.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>You can tell this is a great club because we always get in trouble for following our charter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/F6KG0KLIOU4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/F6KG0KLIOU4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; sorry for Arsenal now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-2&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4481463363970446820?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4481463363970446820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4481463363970446820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4481463363970446820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4481463363970446820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-can-tell-this-is-great-club-because.html' title='You can tell this is a great club because we always get in trouble for following our charter!'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6451755941885582386</id><published>2011-08-23T00:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:16:43.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>In our life there is a single color, as on an artist's palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love. - Marc Chagall</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="330" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/N3k7U_Tqsd4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/N3k7U_Tqsd4?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="330" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; quite &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;astounding&lt;/span&gt; to watch. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; for recommending and buying the tickets, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/Uba0mP4dz3w?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/Uba0mP4dz3w?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6451755941885582386?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6451755941885582386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6451755941885582386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6451755941885582386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6451755941885582386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-our-life-there-is-single-colour-as.html' title='In our life there is a single color, as on an artist&apos;s palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love. - Marc Chagall'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7817065603618018080</id><published>2011-08-13T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T21:47:19.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non·sen·si·cal'/><title type='text'>Remedial vegetation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNmv-pJnhgI/TkZ_76SOrxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_HmzGOTWcy0/s1600/DSCN0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNmv-pJnhgI/TkZ_76SOrxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_HmzGOTWcy0/s400/DSCN0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640336250562850578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When in doubt, sleep. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7817065603618018080?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7817065603618018080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7817065603618018080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7817065603618018080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7817065603618018080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/08/remedial-vegetation.html' title='Remedial vegetation.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNmv-pJnhgI/TkZ_76SOrxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_HmzGOTWcy0/s72-c/DSCN0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8669174087252364038</id><published>2011-08-06T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:32:27.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>Mom never lets me stay up to watch the TV shows I REALLY want to see. She says they’re too educational.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="257" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNvXS5i7E-E?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNvXS5i7E-E?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="257" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/maroon5/moveslikejagger.html"&gt;"Moves Like Jagger"&lt;br /&gt;(feat. Christina Aguilera)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Just shoot for the stars&lt;br /&gt;If it feels right&lt;br /&gt;And aim for my heart&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like&lt;br /&gt;Can take me away and make it OK&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll behave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted control&lt;br /&gt;So we waited&lt;br /&gt;I put on a show&lt;br /&gt;Now we're naked&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm a kid&lt;br /&gt;My ego is big&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a shit&lt;br /&gt;And it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the tongue&lt;br /&gt;And I'll know you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me 'til you're drunk&lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to try to control you&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes and I'll own you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You with them moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's hard&lt;br /&gt;When it feels like you're broken and scarred&lt;br /&gt;Nothing feels right&lt;br /&gt;But when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;I make you believe&lt;br /&gt;That I've got the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get in the car&lt;br /&gt;We can ride it&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you want&lt;br /&gt;Get inside it&lt;br /&gt;And you want to steer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm shifting gear&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it from here&lt;br /&gt;And it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the tongue&lt;br /&gt;And I'll know you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me 'til you're drunk&lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to try to control you&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes and I'll own you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With them moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;You want to know how to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Take control, own me just for the night&lt;br /&gt;But if I share my secret&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have to keep it&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else can see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch and learn&lt;br /&gt;I won't show you twice&lt;br /&gt;Head to toe, ooh baby, rub me right&lt;br /&gt;But if I share my secret&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have to keep it&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else can see this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the tongue&lt;br /&gt;And I'll know you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me 'til you're drunk&lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to try to control you&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes and I'll own you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With them moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like Jagger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8669174087252364038?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8669174087252364038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8669174087252364038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8669174087252364038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8669174087252364038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/08/mom-never-lets-me-stay-up-to-watch-tv.html' title='Mom never lets me stay up to watch the TV shows I REALLY want to see. She says they’re too educational.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1412784419225214272</id><published>2011-07-25T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T00:25:06.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frěnd'/><title type='text'>I don’t know what’s weirder – that you’re fighting a stuffed animal, or that you seem to be losing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDacg78UpVU/TixGWVlJGBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Jp-1-BzoRn8/s1600/DSCN0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDacg78UpVU/TixGWVlJGBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Jp-1-BzoRn8/s400/DSCN0451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632954583497644050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;YC: So how is the preparations for your November activity going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*gives him a puzzled look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;YC: It's in November, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*has an inkling of what he's trying to say, but i want him to say it outright to prevent any misunderstanding*&lt;/span&gt; Just what on earth are you talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;KY: Aiyoh. What must you talk like that? Just say wedding lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Yah lah. Why must you use some secret code word leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;YC: You also know ah? Aiyah, then say so earlier mah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: *giving him my widest possible grin* What makes you think you're so special that i will only invite you, and not invite the others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see his &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt; deflating like a tyre with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt; puncture. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; that i enjoy doing this, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;sometimes &lt;/span&gt;people tend to overrate themselves and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; needs to bring them back to earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1412784419225214272?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1412784419225214272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1412784419225214272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1412784419225214272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1412784419225214272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-dont-know-whats-weirder-that-youre.html' title='I don’t know what’s weirder – that you’re fighting a stuffed animal, or that you seem to be losing.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDacg78UpVU/TixGWVlJGBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Jp-1-BzoRn8/s72-c/DSCN0451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7719130731711341303</id><published>2011-07-19T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>Mozart never composed anything, ever! He copied what was written on his soul. - Marc Chagall</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NJqUN9TClM?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NJqUN9TClM?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="250" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bandperry/ifidieyoung.html"&gt;"If I Die Young"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die young, bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a, bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river, at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh, uh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother&lt;br /&gt;She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no&lt;br /&gt;Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well&lt;br /&gt;I've had, just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die young, bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a, bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river, at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well&lt;br /&gt;I've had, just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom&lt;br /&gt;I'm as green as the ring on my little, cold finger, I've&lt;br /&gt;Never known the lovin' of a man&lt;br /&gt;But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand, there's a&lt;br /&gt;Boy here in town who says he'll love me forever,&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought forever could be severed by&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well,&lt;br /&gt;I've had, just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls&lt;br /&gt;What I never did is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar&lt;br /&gt;They're worth so much more after I'm a goner&lt;br /&gt;And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'&lt;br /&gt;Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die young, bury me in satin&lt;br /&gt;Lay me down on a, bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;Sink me in the river, at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Send me away with the words of a love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh (uh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;The ballad of a dove (uh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;Go with peace and love&lt;br /&gt;Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket&lt;br /&gt;Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp knife of a short life, well&lt;br /&gt;I've had, just enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7719130731711341303?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7719130731711341303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7719130731711341303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7719130731711341303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7719130731711341303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/07/mozart-never-composed-anything-ever-he.html' title='Mozart never composed anything, ever! He copied what was written on his soul. - Marc Chagall'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4193024423566067060</id><published>2011-07-11T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T01:54:24.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>We hurl through an incomprehensible darkness. In cosmic terms, we are subatomic particles in a grain of sand on an infinite beach.</title><content type='html'>I didn't really know him that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i visit her, he would &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; be sitting at the family dining table quietly, watching the television. He would &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt; half-raise a hand in greeting, when i called him. I felt satisfied by his acknowledgement and, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; it's just my imagination, his silent approval of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he entered the hospital, it seemed strange that he &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;started&lt;/span&gt; talking to me. Once &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;silent&lt;/span&gt; at home, he started asking for my name and we exchanged pleasantries. He seemed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; better and livelier too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we visited him &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, he was about to do some blood tests. The nurses were starting to wheel him away. When he saw us, he &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;raised&lt;/span&gt; a hand in greeting and, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; it's just my imagination, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;smiled&lt;/span&gt;. It was almost as if to say: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Hello. Thank you for coming to visit me. I'll be back in a while and we can chit-chat again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; image of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;one year&lt;/span&gt; since he left us. She &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; feels the loss keenly, as if it were yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i don't know him that well, i'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;affected by his passing away. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to tell him that we're getting married and have his blessings to our marriage. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; him to be happy to see that his granddaughter is getting married. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; him to see how happy his granddaughter is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; him to attend our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Grandfather, i hope you're in peace. Please give us your blessing in our marriage. She misses you a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4193024423566067060?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4193024423566067060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4193024423566067060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4193024423566067060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4193024423566067060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-hurl-through-incomprehensible.html' title='We hurl through an incomprehensible darkness. In cosmic terms, we are subatomic particles in a grain of sand on an infinite beach.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4689091945251093893</id><published>2011-07-05T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T22:43:34.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><title type='text'>If I get a bad grade, it’ll be your fault for not doing the work for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWhQQn52jC8/ThMiEHHLw0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/AsPIJ79wC4I/s1600/DSCN0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWhQQn52jC8/ThMiEHHLw0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/AsPIJ79wC4I/s400/DSCN0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625877813539881794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;GL: You know our new colleague?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Yarh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;GL: He's a scholar, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Uh-huh... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*wondering what he's trying to say*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;GL: So after he finishes his Masters, when you become APE &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(Assistant Principle Engineer)&lt;/span&gt;, he would have become VP &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(Vice-President)&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*sarcastic*&lt;/span&gt; Thanks, man, thanks. Thanks for the encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;... -___-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4689091945251093893?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4689091945251093893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4689091945251093893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4689091945251093893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4689091945251093893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-get-bad-grade-itll-be-your-fault.html' title='If I get a bad grade, it’ll be your fault for not doing the work for me!'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWhQQn52jC8/ThMiEHHLw0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/AsPIJ79wC4I/s72-c/DSCN0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7703190471666731866</id><published>2011-05-29T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T23:52:43.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>My upbringing is filled with inconsistent messages.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvQ_CTS_Z5k/TeJrEfD2-xI/AAAAAAAAAew/J83A03M4E8I/s1600/DSCN0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvQ_CTS_Z5k/TeJrEfD2-xI/AAAAAAAAAew/J83A03M4E8I/s400/DSCN0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612165810458393362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“Perhaps the greatest faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according to their need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First &lt;/span&gt;is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind’s way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt; is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying “time heals all wounds” is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt; is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt; is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;“The Name of the Wind”&lt;/span&gt; by Patrick Rothfuss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7703190471666731866?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7703190471666731866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7703190471666731866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7703190471666731866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7703190471666731866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-upbringing-is-filled-with.html' title='My upbringing is filled with inconsistent messages.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qvQ_CTS_Z5k/TeJrEfD2-xI/AAAAAAAAAew/J83A03M4E8I/s72-c/DSCN0455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7939488144504262334</id><published>2011-05-16T00:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T01:55:13.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Moms and reason are like oil and water.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ0PH972pwQ/TdAR0FJTDWI/AAAAAAAAAeY/u2ed5kUQ69Y/s1600/DSCN0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ0PH972pwQ/TdAR0FJTDWI/AAAAAAAAAeY/u2ed5kUQ69Y/s200/DSCN0491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607001122508311906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps it's my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;nature&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; character&lt;/span&gt; as an engineer. Or perhaps it is my job as an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;engineer &lt;/span&gt;which created my character to be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, i always believe in &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-does-your-teacher-object-to-about.html"&gt;being objective&lt;/a&gt;. Discard all emotions, gossip and hearsay. Examine &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; sides of the argument and the evidence. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; make your decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; to understand &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; people say or do certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The social media and network ran &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;riot&lt;/span&gt; with resentment, anger and gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; i wanted to do, was to scream at them, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"What on earth are you talking about? Do you even understand what are you saying? Did you even examine the other side of the argument?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;turn&lt;/span&gt; around, and scream at the other, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Have you seen this? Have you seen or heard the people's feelings? Why are you not addressing and answering them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;refuse&lt;/span&gt; to hear and believe what the other party says, then you are no more &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;arrogant&lt;/span&gt; than the ones which you accuse of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; the economics of the world? Inflation and depression &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; happens in cycles. It is something which &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt; is immune to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; reason why you are being crowded out of your jobs, is because &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; have grown fat and contented, believing that you have a god-given &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; to any job in your own country. Why should the boss hire &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; when he can hire someone else who is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; hardworking and is willing to accept a lower pay? Bosses are &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSgTzez0p0U/TdASeKVK1zI/AAAAAAAAAeo/4X0gOyoim9g/s1600/DSCN0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSgTzez0p0U/TdASeKVK1zI/AAAAAAAAAeo/4X0gOyoim9g/s200/DSCN0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607001845454788402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; concerned with earning money and profit margin. It makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; economic sense to lower your expenses so that your profit margin can be higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; a chance. When we got our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; job or move into a new environment, we had to learn quickly, didn't we? We &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; made mistakes, but we learn and move forward. So why can't &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; accept that from someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; to go back to basics. A time to reflect on what has happened and how much has &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt;. Over time, the core values has been &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;desensitised&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ignored&lt;/span&gt;. If &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; carries on, so will the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;decline&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; support them. I only support what is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;, what &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be done and what &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"To today's Singaporeans, these penny-pinching habits would seem ridiculous and laughable but they form the hallmark of PAP's founding fathers. Thrift was their name. Nothing was more repulsive than waste and extravagance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the political climate of the day when corruption, greed and self-serving opportunism was alienating the masses, PAP leaders were convinced that they had to hold themselves to a high standard of exemplary conduct. One that should equal if not exceed that of their leftist partners, whose qualities of austerity and self-sacrifice resonated profoundly with the impoverished populace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The values of the PAP pioneers were so instinctively internalised that they were inevitably &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;embodied in the running of the party itself. Their &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"waste not, want not"&lt;/span&gt; ethos meant that a branch could only afford to occupy a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;portion of a dingy shophouse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;or a makeshift &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;wood-and-zinc structure. Decor was threadbare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VaVjsPBnKAo/TdAR0bHINPI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ENUSF_O6MBk/s1600/DSCN0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VaVjsPBnKAo/TdAR0bHINPI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ENUSF_O6MBk/s200/DSCN0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607001128404792562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; with furniture and fittings contributed by supporters and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sympathisers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Men in White: The Untold Story of Singapore's Ruling Political Party"&lt;/span&gt; by Sonny Yap, Richard Lim and Leong Weng Kam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7939488144504262334?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7939488144504262334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7939488144504262334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7939488144504262334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7939488144504262334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/05/moms-and-reason-are-like-oil-and-water.html' title='Moms and reason are like oil and water.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ0PH972pwQ/TdAR0FJTDWI/AAAAAAAAAeY/u2ed5kUQ69Y/s72-c/DSCN0491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5819805476924257826</id><published>2011-05-04T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:11:48.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non·sen·si·cal'/><title type='text'>I dunno. It seems like once people grow up, they have no idea what’s cool.</title><content type='html'>In view of the coming &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;elections&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt; to vote for the party which lets me shuffle &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="257" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQ6zr6kCPj8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQ6zr6kCPj8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="257" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/lmfao/partyrockanthem.html"&gt;"Party Rock Anthem"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART ROCK&lt;br /&gt;YEA&lt;br /&gt;Wooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LETS GO!!&lt;br /&gt;Party rock is in the house tonight&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good time&lt;br /&gt;And we gonna make you lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good time [X2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just wanna see yaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake That !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the club party rock look up on your girl&lt;br /&gt;She on my jock non stop when we in the spot&lt;br /&gt;Booty move away like she on the block&lt;br /&gt;What the track I gots to know&lt;br /&gt;Top jeans tatto cause I'm rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;Half black half white diamino&lt;br /&gt;Gane the money out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoooo!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm runnin through these hoes like drano&lt;br /&gt;I got that devilish flow rock and roll no halo&lt;br /&gt;We party rock yea! that's the crew that I'm reppin&lt;br /&gt;On the rise to the top no led in our zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;Hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party rock is in the house tonight&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good time&lt;br /&gt;And we gonna make you lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good time [X2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just wanna see yaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I'm shuffelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuffelin shuffelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step up fast and be the first girl to make me throw this cash&lt;br /&gt;We get money don't be mad now stop hatein is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more shot for us&lt;br /&gt;Another round&lt;br /&gt;Please fill up my cup&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess around&lt;br /&gt;We just wanna see&lt;br /&gt;You shake it now&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Your naked now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up get down put your hands up to the sound [X3]&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up to the sound [X2]&lt;br /&gt;Get up [X9]&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up to the sound&lt;br /&gt;To the sound&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party rock is in the house tonight&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good time&lt;br /&gt;And we gonna make you lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good good good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh!!Ohhhhhh!!!Ohhhhhh!!!Ohhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5819805476924257826?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5819805476924257826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5819805476924257826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5819805476924257826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5819805476924257826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dunno-it-seems-like-once-people-grow.html' title='I dunno. It seems like once people grow up, they have no idea what’s cool.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8853240386054628358</id><published>2011-04-24T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T03:34:05.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>The surgeon general should issue a warning about playing with girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSdELZxEnHY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSdELZxEnHY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Personally&lt;/span&gt;, i've gone through &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the stages before. It's something which i hope will &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as we keep working on our relationship and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; take each other for granted, i believe we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; be together &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8853240386054628358?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8853240386054628358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8853240386054628358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8853240386054628358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8853240386054628358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/surgeon-general-should-issue-warning.html' title='The surgeon general should issue a warning about playing with girls.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4644886422871251791</id><published>2011-04-17T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T11:54:47.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>You’re the only person I know whose GOOD side is prone to badness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wF7k7O6Zz7U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wF7k7O6Zz7U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4644886422871251791?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4644886422871251791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4644886422871251791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4644886422871251791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4644886422871251791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/youre-only-person-i-know-whose-good.html' title='You’re the only person I know whose GOOD side is prone to badness.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6742417836801759470</id><published>2011-04-10T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T10:31:36.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>Buddy, if you think I’m even going to BE here, you’re crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXr9km0o1U4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXr9km0o1U4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer Lewis though. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvovA9cjJFo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvovA9cjJFo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6742417836801759470?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6742417836801759470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6742417836801759470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6742417836801759470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6742417836801759470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/buddy-if-you-think-im-even-going-to-be.html' title='Buddy, if you think I’m even going to BE here, you’re crazy!'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6471334609287858205</id><published>2011-04-09T20:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T20:35:15.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>"What does your teacher object to about dinosaurs?" "Mostly my drawing them during Math."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fM6AQMyddUY/TaBSaNk8LtI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/DiuLQmX9sRs/s1600/DSCN0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fM6AQMyddUY/TaBSaNk8LtI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/DiuLQmX9sRs/s400/DSCN0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593561347468832466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Probably, but we can't be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; certain. Once you've decided that something's absolutely true, you've closed your mind on it, and a closed mind doesn't go anywhere. Question everything, Pol. That's what education's all about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Belgarath The Sorcerer"&lt;/span&gt; by David and Leigh Eddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;closed&lt;/span&gt; mind is truly a dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once learned the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In general, people always have the following attitude when they receive certain news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;D - Deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;D - Discard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;G - Generalise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;example&lt;/span&gt;, if we receive news that someone is undergoing some slimming treatment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reaction - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Deny&lt;/span&gt; the news&lt;br /&gt;How can it be? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Cannot&lt;/span&gt; be lah. Why would she want to slim down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second reaction - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Discard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the good aspects of the news and focus on the bad aspects&lt;br /&gt;Are you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; this slimming program is trustworthy? I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; there are side effects. They never tell you, means &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have side effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third reaction - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Generalise&lt;/span&gt; the news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;All &lt;/span&gt;slimming medicines and centres are the same one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;All &lt;/span&gt;of them have side effects, and your weight &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; rebound back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why i feel that it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; important to have an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;objective&lt;/span&gt; mind. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Discard&lt;/span&gt; all rumors and talks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt; your own research and find out for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If &lt;/span&gt;you base your decision on rumors and talks, then you'll fall prey to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;herd thinking&lt;/span&gt;: What people say or do, i just follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; brave enough to make your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt; decisions and conclusions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you want to be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;sheep&lt;/span&gt; and just follow/believe what other people say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6471334609287858205?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6471334609287858205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6471334609287858205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6471334609287858205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6471334609287858205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-does-your-teacher-object-to-about.html' title='&quot;What does your teacher object to about dinosaurs?&quot; &quot;Mostly my drawing them during Math.&quot;'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fM6AQMyddUY/TaBSaNk8LtI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/DiuLQmX9sRs/s72-c/DSCN0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1153639778444641462</id><published>2011-04-05T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>French author Michel Thayer published a 233-page novel which has no verbs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEliongPxB4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEliongPxB4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/brunomars/marryyou.html"&gt;"Marry You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We're looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go,&lt;br /&gt;No one will know,&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if we're trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow,&lt;br /&gt;Shots of patron,&lt;br /&gt;And it's on girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say no, no, no, no-no;&lt;br /&gt;Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll go, go, go, go-go.&lt;br /&gt;If you're ready, like I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We're looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go get a ring let the choir bells sing like oooh,&lt;br /&gt;So whatcha wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;Let's just run girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we wake up and you wanna break up that's cool.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't blame you;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say no, no, no, no-no;&lt;br /&gt;Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll go, go, go, go-go.&lt;br /&gt;If you're ready, like I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We're looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say I do,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me right now baby,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me right now baby. [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We're looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1153639778444641462?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1153639778444641462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1153639778444641462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1153639778444641462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1153639778444641462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/04/french-author-michel-thayer-published.html' title='French author Michel Thayer published a 233-page novel which has no verbs.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8289782916694923500</id><published>2011-03-28T23:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:11:34.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non·sen·si·cal'/><title type='text'>I’ve got an idea for a sit-com called “Father Knows Zilch”.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFbYn03m510/TZCzJgmDzpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/D85g4VWu4RA/s1600/DSCN0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFbYn03m510/TZCzJgmDzpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/D85g4VWu4RA/s400/DSCN0448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589164113516547730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Her: I have a small bump on my wrist here. Don't know what is it. See? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*shows me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;*declares*&lt;/span&gt; Baby mosquito bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*stares at me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Maybe the mother was teaching it how to bite mah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"This is where you put the needle in..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*joining my train of thought*&lt;/span&gt; It should be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"This is where you bite..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*agrees*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"This is where you bite. First you put the needle in. Then you suck the blood out. Slurp! Then you pull the needle out and fly away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Then you leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Me? They already bite me. See? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;*shows her the mosquito bites from my ICT*&lt;/span&gt; They probably told their fellow mosquitos: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Eh! Got buffet! Come, come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: You guys are humans mah. They very long never suck blood already mah, so they all come and bite you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh. Mosquitoes also bite animals lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;*thinking fast*&lt;/span&gt; But human blood sweeter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*retort*&lt;/span&gt; And how would you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*tries to convince me*&lt;/span&gt; We eat all the food mah. Got more preservatives and sugar, so our blood sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. But if that's the case, then they should be having organic blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Huh?&lt;/span&gt; O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Because animals eat plants and other animals mah. No preservatives and other chemicals, so that makes their blood organic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Eee... But like that their blood not sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But they &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Must&lt;/span&gt; be organic. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Must&lt;/span&gt; save the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Huh&lt;/span&gt;?! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mosquitoes must also save the earth mah. If everyone dies, then there won't be any people for them to suck blood mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*stares at me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So therefore, in order for them to continue sucking blood from animals and humans, they must also save the earth and be organic. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;confuse myself. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8289782916694923500?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8289782916694923500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8289782916694923500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8289782916694923500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8289782916694923500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-got-idea-for-sit-com-called-father.html' title='I’ve got an idea for a sit-com called “Father Knows Zilch”.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFbYn03m510/TZCzJgmDzpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/D85g4VWu4RA/s72-c/DSCN0448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4649183893744031261</id><published>2011-03-16T02:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T02:50:51.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of wisdom from very wise taxi drivers'/><title type='text'>He just does that to show he COULD’VE snuffed me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1efot1anuKg/TX-z0RR0tKI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JMnz1mLtDLM/s1600/DSCN0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1efot1anuKg/TX-z0RR0tKI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JMnz1mLtDLM/s400/DSCN0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584379773535433890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was part of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Recce team&lt;/span&gt;, Long Range Support. My buddy was the sniper and i was the one who call for fire support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy can hit from &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;800 meters&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;head shot&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;moving target&lt;/span&gt;. He's very good lah. I always call for the fire support, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; will hit the target one. Once i point the laser, the planes will fly in and fire the missiles. Sure on target one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Range only 400 meters. So when we go range, the target suddenly becomes very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;. We used to have 56 bullets. So, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;56 / 56&lt;/span&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can run and hide for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;two days&lt;/span&gt; continuously from the enemy. We always run and hide. Sometimes we will run, hide and even flank the enemy. The commandos will &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;chase&lt;/span&gt; after us, so we keep running. We can even slowly pick off the commandos, until there's only half a team left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also like to find and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"kill"&lt;/span&gt; the enemy. You better don't smoke. If you &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;smoke&lt;/span&gt;, i can find you. If you&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; fart&lt;/span&gt; and i am downwind, i can find you. If you &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cook&lt;/span&gt;, i also can find you. If you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, i also can find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our intake will have 30 people. Then we will slowly filter off, until there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; than 10 remaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we run so much, we take it as &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; lah. Finding and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"killing"&lt;/span&gt; the enemy is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the end message is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Take&lt;/span&gt; everything as it comes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Embrace &lt;/span&gt;it and look for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;positives&lt;/span&gt;. Once you do that, you won't find it a chore anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ99ToGBPtE/TX-zbh2hXkI/AAAAAAAAAd4/yDCdbIz9VaU/s1600/DSCN0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ99ToGBPtE/TX-zbh2hXkI/AAAAAAAAAd4/yDCdbIz9VaU/s400/DSCN0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584379348487593538" 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/17977689-4649183893744031261?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4649183893744031261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4649183893744031261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4649183893744031261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4649183893744031261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/03/he-just-does-that-to-show-he-couldve.html' title='He just does that to show he COULD’VE snuffed me.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1efot1anuKg/TX-z0RR0tKI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JMnz1mLtDLM/s72-c/DSCN0453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-2224157769995690890</id><published>2011-03-06T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T00:33:08.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>I think football is a sport the way ducks think hunting is a sport.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;*exasperated voice* Three-Six to Eight-Three-Bravo, Three-Six to Eight-Three-Bravo. Can you confirm your location?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unsure voice* Eight-Three-Bravo. I think we are at Echo Zero Seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One hour later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tired voice* Three-Six to Eight-Three-Bravo, Three-Six to Eight-Three-Bravo. Can you confirm your location?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*frustrated voice* Eight-Three-Bravo. Negative, negative. We cannot confirm our location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*confused* Three-Six to Eight-Three-Bravo. Can you confirm your location?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*repeats* Eight-Three-Bravo. Negative, negative. We cannot confirm our location.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt; managed to find our way after&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt; hours, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; getting lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-2224157769995690890?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2224157769995690890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=2224157769995690890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2224157769995690890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2224157769995690890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-football-is-sport-way-ducks.html' title='I think football is a sport the way ducks think hunting is a sport.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-2246554799757369236</id><published>2011-02-21T06:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T06:14:01.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grŭmp'/><title type='text'>I think we should check into a hotel until this is over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"I'm sure you can understand that i wanted peace in the world at that particular time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;A newly married man has better things to do than to dash off to curb the belligerence of others." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Belgarath The Sorcerer"&lt;/span&gt; by David and Leigh Eddings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-2246554799757369236?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2246554799757369236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=2246554799757369236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2246554799757369236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2246554799757369236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-think-we-should-check-into-hotel.html' title='I think we should check into a hotel until this is over.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7676143443621332386</id><published>2011-02-14T11:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T12:24:51.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>The real fun of living wisely is that you get to be smug about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PeE-EE-Gbww/TVisdS1Hk6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/qLQ0S1Fwszk/s1600/171642_501677227182_613892182_6228069_3523302_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PeE-EE-Gbww/TVisdS1Hk6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/qLQ0S1Fwszk/s400/171642_501677227182_613892182_6228069_3523302_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573394158141805474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*kneeling down* Miss Panda Koala Lai, will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasp* Is this our ring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*proudly* Yep, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inspecting it* Wow. It looks very different! It's very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*getting nervous now* So? Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*With a smile almost bursting her happy face* Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you better go home and tell your parents the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looking a bit nervous* Orh. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reading her thoughts* Don't worry. I've asked your parents for permission to marry you already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*surprised* When? How come i don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smug* That day lor. During lunch, and when you were in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*curious* So you passed the ring to the restaurant the day before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah. They are more afraid than me, 'cause they might...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*understanding and completes the sentence* ... lose the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed it to them just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*surprised again* When? How come i never notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smug again* See? Planning. *explains* You enter the restaurant first mah, so your back was facing me. I passed to the waiter during that moment.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. As &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/01/problem-with-future-is-that-it-keeps.html"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt; turns out, everything went almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the preparations were &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt; it. Just that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; single happy smile and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"yes"&lt;/span&gt; redeemed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; my efforts and everything i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; step is even &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;bigger&lt;/span&gt; and needs &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; more planning. Let's hope i can do it as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;flawlessly &lt;/span&gt;and as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;smoothly&lt;/span&gt; as before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7676143443621332386?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7676143443621332386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7676143443621332386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7676143443621332386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7676143443621332386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/02/real-fun-of-living-wisely-is-that-you.html' title='The real fun of living wisely is that you get to be smug about it.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PeE-EE-Gbww/TVisdS1Hk6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/qLQ0S1Fwszk/s72-c/171642_501677227182_613892182_6228069_3523302_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8434571813476689013</id><published>2011-02-07T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:48:15.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Right. Why waste time learning when ignorance is instanteous?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LP-uR6dtUMg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LP-uR6dtUMg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today my respect for that idiot shot up. Most of us went to college just for a degree. No degree meant no plum job, no pretty wife, no credit card, no social status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none of this mattered to him, he was in college for the joy of learning, he never cared if he was first or last. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8434571813476689013?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8434571813476689013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8434571813476689013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8434571813476689013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8434571813476689013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/02/right-why-waste-time-learning-when.html' title='Right. Why waste time learning when ignorance is instanteous?'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7597423437970616516</id><published>2011-01-30T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>Being with you, it’s just one epiphany after another.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-ImCpNqbJw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-ImCpNqbJw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/diddydirtymoney/cominghome.html"&gt;"Coming Home"&lt;br /&gt;(with Dirty Money&lt;br /&gt;feat. Skylar Grey)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World that I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Diddy]&lt;br /&gt;I'm back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;(I'm back baby)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like there's nothing that I can't try&lt;br /&gt;And if you with me put your hands high&lt;br /&gt;(put your hands high)&lt;br /&gt;If you ever lost a light before, this ones for you&lt;br /&gt;And you, the dreams are for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear "The Tears of a Clown"&lt;br /&gt;I hate that song&lt;br /&gt;I always feel like they talking to me when it comes on (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Another day another Dawn&lt;br /&gt;Another Keisha, nice to meet ya, get the math I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;What am I 'posed to do when the club lights come on&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to be Puff, its harder to be Sean&lt;br /&gt;What if the twins ask why I aint marry their mom (why, damn!)&lt;br /&gt;How do I respond?&lt;br /&gt;What if my son stares with a face like my own&lt;br /&gt;And says he wants to be like me when he's grown&lt;br /&gt;Sh-t! But I aint finished growing&lt;br /&gt;Another night the inevitible prolongs&lt;br /&gt;Another day another Dawn&lt;br /&gt;Just tell Taneka and Taresha I'll be better in the morn'&lt;br /&gt;Another lie that I carry on&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to the place I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dirty Money - Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World that I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Diddy]&lt;br /&gt;"A house is Not a Home", I hate this song&lt;br /&gt;Is a house really a home when your loved ones are gone&lt;br /&gt;And n-ggas got the nerve to blame you for it&lt;br /&gt;And you know you woulda took the bullet if you saw it&lt;br /&gt;But you felt it and still feel it&lt;br /&gt;And money can't make up for it or conceal it&lt;br /&gt;But you deal with it and you keep ballin'&lt;br /&gt;Pour out some liquor, play ball and we keep ballin'&lt;br /&gt;Baby we've been living in sin 'cause we've been really in love&lt;br /&gt;But we've been living as friends&lt;br /&gt;So you've been a guest in your own home&lt;br /&gt;It's time to make your house your home&lt;br /&gt;Pick up your phone, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dirty Money - Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World that I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Diddy]&lt;br /&gt;"Ain't No Stopping Us Now", I love that song&lt;br /&gt;Whenever it comes on it makes me feel strong&lt;br /&gt;I thought I told y'all that we won't stop&lt;br /&gt;We back cruising through Harlem, Viso blocks&lt;br /&gt;It's what made me, saved me, drove me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Drove me away than embraced me&lt;br /&gt;Forgave me for all of my shortcomings&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my homecoming&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's been a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;Lot of fights, lot of scars, lot of bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lot of cars, lot of ups, lot of downs&lt;br /&gt;Made it back, lost my dog (I miss you BIG)&lt;br /&gt;And here I stand, a better man! (a better man)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord (Thank you Lord)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dirty Money - Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the World that I'm coming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7597423437970616516?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7597423437970616516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7597423437970616516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7597423437970616516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7597423437970616516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/01/being-with-you-its-just-one-epiphany.html' title='Being with you, it’s just one epiphany after another.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-2981962144754293218</id><published>2011-01-23T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T18:01:40.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>It’s either spectacular unbelievable success or crushing hopeless defeat! There is no middle ground! Ok, there IS a middle ground but it’s for sissies</title><content type='html'>They got a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marauder_%28vehicle%29"&gt;Paramount Marauder&lt;/a&gt; this time round. And from the looks of the video, they &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; wreck some destruction with it. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Yo1fnq0sYE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Yo1fnq0sYE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-2981962144754293218?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2981962144754293218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=2981962144754293218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2981962144754293218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2981962144754293218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-either-spectacular-unbelievable.html' title='It’s either spectacular unbelievable success or crushing hopeless defeat! There is no middle ground! Ok, there IS a middle ground but it’s for sissies'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7113699854577362748</id><published>2011-01-16T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>Dad, how do soldiers killing each other solve the world’s problems?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9tJW9MDs2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o9tJW9MDs2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/justinbieber/pray.html"&gt;"Pray"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I just can't sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that things ain't right.&lt;br /&gt;It's in the papers, it's on the TV, it's everywhere that I go.&lt;br /&gt;Children are crying.&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers are dying&lt;br /&gt;Some people don’t have a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know there’s sunshine behind that rain&lt;br /&gt;I know there’s good times behind that pain&lt;br /&gt;Hey, can you tell me how I can make a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my appetite, knowing kids starve tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Am I a sinner 'cause half my dinner is still there on my plate?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got a vision to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;And it's starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know there’s sunshine behind that rain&lt;br /&gt;I know there’s good times behind that pain&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, tell me how I can make a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I pray for the broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the life not started&lt;br /&gt;I pray for all the ones not breathing.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for all the souls in need.&lt;br /&gt;I pray. Can you give 'em one today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me how to make a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I can see a better day&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7113699854577362748?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7113699854577362748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7113699854577362748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7113699854577362748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7113699854577362748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/01/dad-how-do-soldiers-killing-each-other.html' title='Dad, how do soldiers killing each other solve the world’s problems?'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-667473958764889389</id><published>2011-01-03T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:35:33.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>The problem with the future is that it keeps turning into the present.</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Another&lt;/span&gt; year has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From single-hood to having a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;partner&lt;/span&gt;. From loneliness to blissful, playful &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. From having &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the time to myself, to having absolutely &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; time at all. From carefree thinking to thinking for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much traveling has also been done. To Japan and to Hong Kong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Exploring&lt;/span&gt; the different countries and their cultures. We also explore each other's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt;, and got to know each other &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; better. Perhaps that was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; subtle motive for all the traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; will happen in this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for being mysterious and cryptic, but i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that i will be extremely busy. This year will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; exciting for me. I hope that i can make this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i lift my leg to make the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; step, i pause and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;. I think of my life and what has happened. Of the joys i have experienced and the tears of grief i have shed.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; All &lt;/span&gt;of these experiences has cumulated to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; major landmark in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is now a whirlwind of ideas, plans and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like playing chess, the next step must be thought through &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt;, strategise &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;carefully&lt;/span&gt; and executed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;flawlessly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-667473958764889389?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/667473958764889389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=667473958764889389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/667473958764889389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/667473958764889389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2011/01/problem-with-future-is-that-it-keeps.html' title='The problem with the future is that it keeps turning into the present.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7529051694665863220</id><published>2010-12-29T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:49:28.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>How did you emboss this card? With a screwdriver?</title><content type='html'>What do you guys think? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kS7Gx2CJv88/TRtYVLfvb1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ltIacRjb7jg/s1600/2001745739_B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kS7Gx2CJv88/TRtYVLfvb1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ltIacRjb7jg/s320/2001745739_B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556131686178058066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7529051694665863220?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7529051694665863220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7529051694665863220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7529051694665863220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7529051694665863220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-did-you-emboss-this-card-with.html' title='How did you emboss this card? With a screwdriver?'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kS7Gx2CJv88/TRtYVLfvb1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ltIacRjb7jg/s72-c/2001745739_B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-2024427898070044374</id><published>2010-12-20T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:23:30.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non·sen·si·cal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>How am I supposed to learn surgery if I can’t dissect anything?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMltvlqEM54?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMltvlqEM54?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;thank&lt;/span&gt; you for valuable &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;loyalty &lt;/span&gt;to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the moment has &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;come&lt;/span&gt; for us to invest money and resources to answer the most important &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt; of the decade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Does the power of the yellow bird increase when the activation is earlier? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt; you pass this off as another engineering geeky thing, i believe this is a question on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; people's mind and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; deal of benefit can come from this research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Imagine&lt;/span&gt; the man-hour savings. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Think&lt;/span&gt; of the knowledge &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;gained&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; we can all achieve. With a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;proper&lt;/span&gt; answer to this question, the green pigs shall be exterminated &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;swiftly&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;decisively&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen. I believe i do not need to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;emphasis&lt;/span&gt; more on this topic. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; find an answer to this question!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-2024427898070044374?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2024427898070044374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=2024427898070044374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2024427898070044374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2024427898070044374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-am-i-supposed-to-learn-surgery-if-i.html' title='How am I supposed to learn surgery if I can’t dissect anything?'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8052961753794246611</id><published>2010-12-13T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:25:08.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Childhood is so disillusioning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/467645107540"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/467645107540" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;“To remind us that our lives are made of blank sheets waiting to be filled,”&lt;/span&gt; Lillith replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The book of life is open when we are born, and it closes with our death. We write in it continually, but no matter how much we write, what joy or sorrow we experience or what mistakes we have made, we will always turn the page, and tomorrow’s page is always blank.”&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;“Dragons of the Highlord Skies”&lt;/span&gt; by Margaret Weis &amp;amp; Tracy Hickman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8052961753794246611?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8052961753794246611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8052961753794246611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8052961753794246611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8052961753794246611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/12/childhood-is-so-disillusioning.html' title='Childhood is so disillusioning.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7971670214115837832</id><published>2010-11-28T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>I suppose if I had two x chromosomes, I’d feel hostile too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMihKmoYfe8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMihKmoYfe8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/script/nothing.html"&gt;"Nothing"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Am I better off dead?&lt;br /&gt;Am I better off a quitter?&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm better off now&lt;br /&gt;Than I ever was with her&lt;br /&gt;As they take me to my local down the street&lt;br /&gt;I'm smiling but I'm dying trying not to drag my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say a few drinks will help me to forget her&lt;br /&gt;But after one too many I know that I'm never&lt;br /&gt;Only they can’t see where this is gonna end&lt;br /&gt;They all think I'm crazy but to me it's perfect sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And my mates are all there trying to calm me down&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm shouting your name all over the town&lt;br /&gt;I'm swearing if I go there now&lt;br /&gt;I can change her mind turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I'm drunk but I’ll say the words&lt;br /&gt;And she'll listen this time even though they’re slurred&lt;br /&gt;Dialed her number and confessed to her&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love but all I heard&lt;br /&gt;Was nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;So I stumble there, along the railings and the fences&lt;br /&gt;I know if I faced her face, that she'll come to her senses&lt;br /&gt;Every drunk step I take leads me to her door&lt;br /&gt;If she sees how much I'm hurting, she'll take me back for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And my mates are all there trying to calm me down&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm shouting your name all over the town&lt;br /&gt;I'm swearing if I go there now&lt;br /&gt;I can change her mind turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I'm drunk but I’ll say the words&lt;br /&gt;And she'll listen this time even though they’re slurred&lt;br /&gt;Dialed her number and confessed to her&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love but all I heard&lt;br /&gt;Was nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanted words but all I heard was nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanted words but all I heard was nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, sometimes love's intoxicating&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you're coming down, your hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;When you realize there's no one waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I better off dead?&lt;br /&gt;Am I better off a quitter?&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm better off now&lt;br /&gt;Than I ever was with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And my mates are all there trying to calm me down&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm shouting your name all over the town&lt;br /&gt;I'm swearing if I go there now&lt;br /&gt;I can change her mind turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I'm drunk but I’ll say the words&lt;br /&gt;And she'll listen this time even though they’re slurred&lt;br /&gt;Dialed her number and confessed to her&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love but all I heard&lt;br /&gt;Was nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanted words but all I heard was nothing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got nothing&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing&lt;br /&gt;I wanted words but all I heard was nothing&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I got nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing [x3]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7971670214115837832?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7971670214115837832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7971670214115837832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7971670214115837832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7971670214115837832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-suppose-if-i-had-two-x-chromosomes-id.html' title='I suppose if I had two x chromosomes, I’d feel hostile too.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-3931586401644579258</id><published>2010-11-17T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:54:44.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non·sen·si·cal'/><title type='text'>"You can’t ADD things and come out with LESS than you started with!" "I can do that! It’s a free country! I’ve got my rights!"</title><content type='html'>You know the usual question of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"How's work?"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Do you like/love your job?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a reply which goes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"It's 60-40."&lt;/span&gt; Meaning that you love your job &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt; of the time, and hate it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt; of the time. In other words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;60/100 = 6/10 = 3/5 = Love Work&lt;br /&gt;40/100 = 4/10 = 2/5 = Hate Work&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;simplify&lt;/span&gt; it even further, we can also say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;60% = 3/5&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt; ≈ 66% = &lt;/span&gt;2/3 = Love Work&lt;br /&gt;40% = 2/5 &lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;≈ 33%&lt;/span&gt; = 1/3 = Hate Work&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that out of 3 days in work, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; 1 day. Out of a month of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;30 days&lt;/span&gt;, you will hate your work on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;10 days&lt;/span&gt;. That doesn't sound so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. Consider &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;. If you're a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;female&lt;/span&gt;, you will have to take into account the effects of your menstrual period. That will probably &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ruin&lt;/span&gt; your day and you will &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; your work during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;male&lt;/span&gt;, you will have to take into account the behavior of your female colleagues or female bosses during &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; menstrual period. They will probably take out their irritation / anger / discomfort on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. That will probably &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;ruin&lt;/span&gt; your day and you will &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; your work during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a woman's menstrual period and effects lasts for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;typically&lt;/span&gt; a week or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;seven days&lt;/span&gt; in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also means that the number of days which you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; your work is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;10 + 7 = 17 days in a month = Hate Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;17/30 = 57% = Hate Work &lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/30 = 43% = Love Work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, in reality, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; your work &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; love your work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-3931586401644579258?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/3931586401644579258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=3931586401644579258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3931586401644579258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3931586401644579258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-cant-add-things-and-come-out-with.html' title='&quot;You can’t ADD things and come out with LESS than you started with!&quot; &quot;I can do that! It’s a free country! I’ve got my rights!&quot;'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-3193813847738957864</id><published>2010-11-08T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>I like maxims that don’t encourage behaviour modification.</title><content type='html'>I know this song is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; old. But after being &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;indoctrinate&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; songs, i find this melody &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;enchanting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6SGfepS_uM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6SGfepS_uM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-3193813847738957864?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/3193813847738957864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=3193813847738957864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3193813847738957864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3193813847738957864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-like-maxims-that-dont-encourage.html' title='I like maxims that don’t encourage behaviour modification.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8976403407143859502</id><published>2010-11-03T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T01:42:05.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><title type='text'>I’m writing you a message in code. How do you spell “nincompoop”?</title><content type='html'>So i'm trying to orgranise a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; for my colleagues this coming Saturday. While &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to provide directions to my place, the following emails were exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Original email by me:&lt;br /&gt;Subj: BBQ - 6th November - Address and Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary&lt;br /&gt;Event: BBQ&lt;br /&gt;Total pax: 21&lt;br /&gt;Payment per person: TBC&lt;br /&gt;Driving Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;West&lt;/span&gt;, take the ECP and exit at BS. Turn right at the first traffic light junction and keep heading straight.  You will pass a temple on the left and a mini bus terminal on the right at a traffic light junction. After the said junction, JHS will be on the left. My unit is XXX.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;East&lt;/span&gt;, take the UCRE and turn left at the BR junction. Travel along BR, until you pass by a Cold Storage on the left, and a hawker centre on the right. The road will curve to the right. JHS will be on the right.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;North&lt;/span&gt;, take the CTE and then PIE. Exit at BNR, and turn right at the first traffic light junction. Go straight all the way until you reach a T-Junction. Turn left and you will soon see a mini bus terminal on the right at a traffic light junction. After the said junction, JHS will be on the left.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;South&lt;/span&gt; i.e. Sentosa, take your helicopter and fly to BC. Land there and then get your chauffeur  to drive you to JHS. xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Public Transport Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For Buses, take 10, 13 or 14. Coming from the West, once you pass BC on the right, alight at the coming bus stop. Facing the road, walk right until you reach JHS. Coming from the East, once you pass the Cold Storage on the left and the hawker centre on the right, alight at the coming bus stop. Facing the road, walk left and cross the road. You will see JHS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For MRT, take to  TM MRT. Once you reach, give me a call and i'll pick you up from there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For Taxis, please refer to the Driving Directions above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;WK's Reply:&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;South&lt;/span&gt;? Any &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;lobang&lt;/span&gt; for helicopter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;My Reply:&lt;br /&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for parking spaces, there isn't any multi-storey carpack nearby. You guys can park along the small roads. As long as you don't obstruct the driveways of other houses, its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for helicopter &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;lobang&lt;/span&gt;, you can call &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1800-CARELESS-AIRWAYS&lt;/span&gt;. Please contact BC for any helicopter parking spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;WK's Reply:&lt;br /&gt;Got &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;parachute&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pilot &lt;/span&gt;included? How to go home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;My Reply:&lt;br /&gt;Pilot is considered as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;add-on services&lt;/span&gt;, so there will be extra charges. Parachute &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; included. But since you live in the South, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;presume&lt;/span&gt; you can afford it. Please contact your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;chauffeur&lt;/span&gt; when you want to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8976403407143859502?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8976403407143859502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8976403407143859502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8976403407143859502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8976403407143859502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-writing-you-message-in-code-how-do.html' title='I’m writing you a message in code. How do you spell “nincompoop”?'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7486645918102616903</id><published>2010-10-24T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>Boy, when it’s this hot, I don’t want to do anything at all. Fortunately, that was our plan from the start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51iquRYKPbs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51iquRYKPbs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/linkinpark/thecatalyst.html"&gt;"The Catalyst"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us everyone&lt;br /&gt;We're a broken people living under loaded gun&lt;br /&gt;And it can't be outfought&lt;br /&gt;It can't be outdone&lt;br /&gt;It can't be outmatched&lt;br /&gt;It can't be outrun&lt;br /&gt;[x3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;And when I close my eyes tonight&lt;br /&gt;To symphonies of blinding light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us everyone&lt;br /&gt;We're a broken people living under loaded gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like memories in cold decay&lt;br /&gt;Transmissions echoing away&lt;br /&gt;Far from the world of you and I&lt;br /&gt;Where oceans bleed into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;God save us everyone&lt;br /&gt;Will we burn inside the fires of a thousand suns&lt;br /&gt;For the sins of our hands&lt;br /&gt;The sins of our tongues&lt;br /&gt;The sins of our fathers&lt;br /&gt;The sins of our young&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I close my eyes tonight&lt;br /&gt;To symphonies of blinding light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God save us everyone&lt;br /&gt;Will we burn inside the fires of a thousand suns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like memories in cold decay&lt;br /&gt;Transmissions echoing away&lt;br /&gt;Far from the world of you and I&lt;br /&gt;Where oceans bleed into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up&lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;br /&gt;[x16]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;God bless us everyone&lt;br /&gt;We're a broken people living under loaded gun&lt;br /&gt;And it can't be outfought&lt;br /&gt;It can't be outdone&lt;br /&gt;It can't be outmatched&lt;br /&gt;It can't be outrun&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7486645918102616903?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7486645918102616903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7486645918102616903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7486645918102616903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7486645918102616903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/10/boy-when-its-this-hot-i-dont-want-to-do.html' title='Boy, when it’s this hot, I don’t want to do anything at all. Fortunately, that was our plan from the start.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-523850096408692022</id><published>2010-10-17T11:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:57:23.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non·sen·si·cal'/><title type='text'>All this was funny until she did the same thing to me.</title><content type='html'>Because &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; doesn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; me, and as per her request, here is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;excerpt&lt;/span&gt; from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rulebook of Boyfriends&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #523&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boyfriend reserves the right to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;poke&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;tickle&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;tease&lt;/span&gt; the Girlfriend. This is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;divine&lt;/span&gt; right of the Boyfriend and serves to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt; the Girlfriend on her&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: Why you tickle me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him; Because i'm your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #524&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boyfriend reserves the right to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; at the  Girlfriend. This is to show how &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt; the Boyfriend is, in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: You're laughing at me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him; Yarh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #525&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boyfriend shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;agree&lt;/span&gt; with the Girlfriend, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;subject&lt;/span&gt; to the topic of discussion. This is to show the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;of the Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: My bedroom is in a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him: I agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #526&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boyfriend shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; pay compliments to the Girlfriend. This is to show how much the Boyfriend &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; the Girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: I look fat in this dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him: Your eyesight is damn good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rule #527&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should the Boyfriend find her behavior &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;unbecoming&lt;/span&gt;, he shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;advise&lt;/span&gt; the Girlfriend on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; to do. This to ensure that a resemblance of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;manners&lt;/span&gt; exist, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; at home.&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;After eating dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: *burp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him: What are you suppose to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: Excuse me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Him: Good girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All rules and regulations are made with the consultation and agreement of the Boy-Friends Federation, Singapore (BFFs). The BFFs reserves the right to change, alter, add or void the rules and regulations stipulated in this book. In addition, the BFFs reserves the right to have the final say in any matter. Any objections, arguments or criticism from the opposite gender shall not be entertained, discussed, or approved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-523850096408692022?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/523850096408692022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=523850096408692022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/523850096408692022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/523850096408692022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-this-was-funny-until-she-did-same.html' title='All this was funny until she did the same thing to me.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6589906410331902584</id><published>2010-10-14T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:37:45.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>Let’s just sit here a moment… … and savour the impending terror.</title><content type='html'>Out of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;sheer&lt;/span&gt; frustration, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;stomped&lt;/span&gt; on the accelerator far &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than i usually do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i watched the needle climb p&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ast &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;4,000 rpm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the Civic's i-VTEC engine &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;roared&lt;/span&gt; into life, echoing my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;fury&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maniacal grin &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;cracked&lt;/span&gt; on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;That sounds and feels SO good&lt;/span&gt;, i thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6589906410331902584?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6589906410331902584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6589906410331902584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6589906410331902584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6589906410331902584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/10/lets-just-sit-here-moment-and-savour.html' title='Let’s just sit here a moment… … and savour the impending terror.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8773314133541139829</id><published>2010-10-12T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:27:18.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war-on-flab'/><title type='text'>“I think we need to change the rules.” “Oh, you want to play the sissy way now, I bet.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Death by Remedial Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1.2km&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;6min 10sec&lt;/span&gt;, he tried to run &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;400m&lt;/span&gt; in under &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1min 40sec&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He succeeded, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; in the attempt.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Those&lt;/span&gt; shall be the words engraved on&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; my&lt;/span&gt; tombstone. -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8773314133541139829?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8773314133541139829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8773314133541139829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8773314133541139829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8773314133541139829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-we-need-to-change-rules-oh-you.html' title='“I think we need to change the rules.” “Oh, you want to play the sissy way now, I bet.”'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7664872663710761960</id><published>2010-10-04T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T01:00:15.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>We don’t ATTEND parties. We just CRASH ‘em!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0XQ-hFrhE_Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0XQ-hFrhE_Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;beat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; quite a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sight&lt;/span&gt; to behold, regardless of whether they are using &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;knives&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;drum sticks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;beat&lt;/span&gt; out the rhythm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; for almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; hours? Just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7664872663710761960?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7664872663710761960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7664872663710761960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7664872663710761960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7664872663710761960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-dont-attend-parties-we-just-crash-em.html' title='We don’t ATTEND parties. We just CRASH ‘em!'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8277320327627042265</id><published>2010-09-21T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T10:52:01.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>It’s BIOLOGICAL! Girls mature faster than boys! You just got a better grade because you’re a girl! It’s not fair.</title><content type='html'>Two real-life &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;examples&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; between man and woman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Example One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"That's a Lamborghini."&lt;/span&gt; I pointed out excitedly for her to see. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sleek&lt;/span&gt; low body, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;menacing&lt;/span&gt; shape in gun-metal grey and the bark of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;glorious&lt;/span&gt; engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"Its ugly."&lt;/span&gt; She &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;sniffed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Why is it ugly?!"&lt;/span&gt; Was my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;horrified&lt;/span&gt; reply.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's ugly because it's so low!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"It's low because of aerodynamics!"&lt;/span&gt; I argued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"It's still ugly. And it's noisy!"&lt;/span&gt; She &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;retorted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"It's a Lamborghini, dear. All Lamborghini-s are loud and brash."&lt;/span&gt; I said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wearily&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Example Two&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;We went to Wing Tai Industrial Centre for a warehouse sale of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dorothy Perkins&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;minute&lt;/span&gt; i finished parking the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Retail Therapy!!!"&lt;/span&gt; She yelled and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;charged&lt;/span&gt; straight into the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? My ankle was hurting, so i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hobbled&lt;/span&gt; as fast as i can, after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End result? She didn't buy a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;treat&lt;/span&gt; her failed retail therapy, she bought and ate &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cheng teng&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;... -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8277320327627042265?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8277320327627042265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8277320327627042265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8277320327627042265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8277320327627042265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-biological-girls-mature-faster-than.html' title='It’s BIOLOGICAL! Girls mature faster than boys! You just got a better grade because you’re a girl! It’s not fair.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1363312577910067500</id><published>2010-09-13T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:41:58.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>I have all these great genes, but they’re recessive. That’s the problem here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt; I try to blog once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Her: Why leh? Why must you blog once a week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Hhhmmm.... I blog once a week for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; reasons. Firstly, i blog what was on my mind for the past week or so. Secondly, i blog to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;maintain&lt;/span&gt; the writing style. Once you don't write/blog for a long period, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;lose&lt;/span&gt; the writing style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Even though i don't write anything, i will put up a YouTube video or something. I think its &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; that i maintain contact with the blog. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to lose touch with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1363312577910067500?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1363312577910067500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1363312577910067500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1363312577910067500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1363312577910067500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-all-these-great-genes-but-theyre.html' title='I have all these great genes, but they’re recessive. That’s the problem here.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-306151852999464408</id><published>2010-09-07T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>I was just about to use my stupendous powers to liberate some cookies being held hostage on the top shelf of the pantry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WSqZf8sgUbY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WSqZf8sgUbY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;gentle&lt;/span&gt; song and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;peaceful&lt;/span&gt; backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could see how she &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;immerses&lt;/span&gt; herself into her music, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;living&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;breathing&lt;/span&gt; each musical &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;word&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;note&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such a musician, the camera complements &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;flawlessly&lt;/span&gt; and delivers the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; combination of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;scenery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; music video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-306151852999464408?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/306151852999464408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=306151852999464408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/306151852999464408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/306151852999464408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-was-just-about-to-use-my-stupendous.html' title='I was just about to use my stupendous powers to liberate some cookies being held hostage on the top shelf of the pantry!'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5297088271064098806</id><published>2010-08-31T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:32:53.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>A man’s home is his castle. But it shouldn’t have to be a fortress.</title><content type='html'>It &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get any easier when you visit the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mandai Crematorium&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;final&lt;/span&gt; shutting of the door. The soul-rending &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wail&lt;/span&gt; of despair. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; good-byes. The heart-breaking moments. The moment when you realise that the person is gone &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The touch of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;death&lt;/span&gt; is cruel and heartless. When it touches your extended family, you are left &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;hollow&lt;/span&gt; inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it finally touches &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; family, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; don't know how I will be able to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cope&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;二舅母, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;commend me to God when you see Him. May you rest in peace and enjoy Heaven's grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5297088271064098806?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5297088271064098806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5297088271064098806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5297088271064098806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5297088271064098806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/08/mans-home-is-his-castle-but-it-shouldnt.html' title='A man’s home is his castle. But it shouldn’t have to be a fortress.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-104897430515838971</id><published>2010-08-30T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:23:30.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>I don’t think I’d have been in such a hurry to reach adulthood if I’d known the whole thing was going to be ad-libbed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cL9Wu2kWwSY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cL9Wu2kWwSY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video was done by a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;group of researchers&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;a href="http://shifthappens.wikispaces.com/"&gt;Shift Happens&lt;/a&gt;. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; does show us how much has &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt; and that we are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; living in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;exponential&lt;/span&gt; times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is their&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; latest &lt;/span&gt;video for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ILQrUrEWe8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ILQrUrEWe8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-104897430515838971?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/104897430515838971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=104897430515838971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/104897430515838971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/104897430515838971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-think-id-have-been-in-such-hurry.html' title='I don’t think I’d have been in such a hurry to reach adulthood if I’d known the whole thing was going to be ad-libbed.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-2375128948341771359</id><published>2010-08-23T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:24:09.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>A house with a tiger is never a home.</title><content type='html'>As she slept &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;peacefully&lt;/span&gt; beside me, i gaze upon her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; face. She looked so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;contented&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That image of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;tranquility&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;bliss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;burned&lt;/span&gt; in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-2375128948341771359?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2375128948341771359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=2375128948341771359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2375128948341771359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2375128948341771359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/08/house-with-tiger-is-never-home.html' title='A house with a tiger is never a home.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-475677223813260584</id><published>2010-08-17T06:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T06:43:17.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays don’t start much worse than this.</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; lately. Something quite &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;, and perhaps &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;frightening&lt;/span&gt;, happened to me during my diving trip at Pulau Redang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As divers, we each carry an air tank to breathe underwater. Obviously, there is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;limit&lt;/span&gt; to how much air you can bring down and how long you can stay underwater. Some of these factors include your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;weights&lt;/span&gt;, your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;breathing technique&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dive depth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For obvious&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; safety&lt;/span&gt; reasons, we are usually told that at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;50 psi&lt;/span&gt;, we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; inform the Dive Master that we're running out of air. The Dive Master will then usually make plans for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;surfacing&lt;/span&gt; soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, during my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; dive at Pulau Redang, i did &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; inform my Dive Master that i had reached &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;50psi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt;, i only informed him when i reached &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;0psi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that i was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; to myself when i reached &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;50psi&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Its only a little bit further.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I want to see more, dive more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't want to spoil the experience for others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I can still breathe, so its no big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when i reached &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;0psi&lt;/span&gt;, i still didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;panic&lt;/span&gt; and thought to myself: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hey, i still can breathe. Its ok. I should be able to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know, was that i was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt; slipping towards &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;eventual&lt;/span&gt; death. I was slowly &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;losing consciousness&lt;/span&gt;, and my movements were &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt; and lethargic. I was in that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; mental state where you are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; on the brink of sleeping: You are aware of your surroundings and&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; yet&lt;/span&gt;, somehow &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;. Everything is hazy and you don't seem to have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;energy&lt;/span&gt; to move quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dive Master was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; when i indicated i had&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; 0psi&lt;/span&gt; left and he  indicated &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; for us to surface. He also gave me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;additional&lt;/span&gt; air  from his tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i had breathed from his air tank, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; came back with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sharp&lt;/span&gt; focus. My air-starved brain started working &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;, and i surfaced with the rest with no problems. Once on the surface, i got a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;scolding&lt;/span&gt; from my friends and the Dive Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; and have done some &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; of my own, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;shudder&lt;/span&gt; to think of what &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; happened. I might have&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; lost&lt;/span&gt; consciousness without anyone knowing the true reason. I might have decided to take a short nap and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; wake up. I might have &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; without even knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; my own fault that i didn't inform the Dive Master. I should &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; have taken the risk and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; have indicated to him &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt; on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; would not want to try that again: the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;fatality&lt;/span&gt; of Death's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;alluring&lt;/span&gt; call and experience of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;slipping&lt;/span&gt; to Death's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Doorway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-475677223813260584?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/475677223813260584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=475677223813260584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/475677223813260584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/475677223813260584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/08/tuesdays-dont-start-much-worse-than.html' title='Tuesdays don’t start much worse than this.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-2641445667196809752</id><published>2010-08-08T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:44:27.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>My parents’ idea of a wild night is to mix a scoop of real coffee in with the decaf.</title><content type='html'>No gentleman should &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; hit a woman. Domestic violence is just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;vicious&lt;/span&gt; cycle repeating itself &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dignity&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Respect&lt;/span&gt;. Two values which has been &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt; in today's society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean&lt;br /&gt;And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine&lt;br /&gt;But your temper's just as bad as mine is&lt;br /&gt;You're the same as me&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to love you're just as blinded&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please come back&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't you, baby it was me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I love you too much to walk away though&lt;br /&gt;Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk&lt;br /&gt;I told you this is my fault&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyeball&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall&lt;br /&gt;Next time. There won't be no next time&lt;br /&gt;I apologize even though I know its lies&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of the games I just want her back&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a liar&lt;br /&gt;If she ever tries to fucking leave again&lt;br /&gt;Im'a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;National Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-2641445667196809752?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2641445667196809752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=2641445667196809752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2641445667196809752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2641445667196809752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-parents-idea-of-wild-night-is-to-mix.html' title='My parents’ idea of a wild night is to mix a scoop of real coffee in with the decaf.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1062047796151521459</id><published>2010-08-01T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>I think night time is dark so you can imagine our fears with less distraction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kn6-c223DUU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kn6-c223DUU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bob/airplanes.html"&gt;"Airplanes"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(feat. Hayley Williams of Paramore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Hayley Williams (B.o.B)]&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars?&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars?&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1: B.o.B]&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I could use a dream or a genie or a wish&lt;br /&gt;To go back to a place much simpler than this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause after all the partyin' and smashin' and crashin'&lt;br /&gt;And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion&lt;br /&gt;And all the pandemonium and all the madness&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time where you fade to the blackness&lt;br /&gt;And when you starin' at that phone in your lap&lt;br /&gt;And you hopin' but them people never call you back&lt;br /&gt;But that's just how the story unfolds&lt;br /&gt;You get another hand soon after you fold&lt;br /&gt;And when your plans unravel in the sand&lt;br /&gt;What would you wish for if you had one chance?&lt;br /&gt;So we're playin' airplane, sorry I'm late&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way so don't close that gate&lt;br /&gt;If I don't make that then I'll switch my flight&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be right back at it by the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Hayley Williams (B.o.B)]&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars? (Shooting Stars)&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2: B.o.B]&lt;br /&gt;Ya, ya, somebody take me back to the days&lt;br /&gt;Befo' this was a job, befo' I got paid&lt;br /&gt;Befo' it ever mattered what I had in my bank&lt;br /&gt;Ya, back when I was tryin' to get a tip at Subway&lt;br /&gt;And back when I was rappin' for the hell of it&lt;br /&gt;But nowadays we rappin' to stay relevant&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessin' that if we can make some wishes outta' airplanes&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe oh maybe I'll back to the days&lt;br /&gt;Befo' the politics that we call the rap game&lt;br /&gt;And back when ain't nobody listen to my mixtape&lt;br /&gt;And back befo' I tried to cover up my slang&lt;br /&gt;But this is fo' the hater, what's up Bobby Ray?&lt;br /&gt;So can I get a wish&lt;br /&gt;To end the politics&lt;br /&gt;And get back to the music&lt;br /&gt;That started this shit?&lt;br /&gt;So here I stand and then again I say&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopin' we can make some wishes outta' airplanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Hayley Williams (B.o.B)]&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars? (Shooting Stars)&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars? (Shooting Stars)&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Wish right now (Wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro: B.o.B]&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now&lt;br /&gt;(I could really use a wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;I-I-I could really use a wish right now&lt;br /&gt;(I could really use a wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Like, like, like shootin' stars&lt;br /&gt;(Like shootin' stars)&lt;br /&gt;I-I-I-I could really use a wish right now&lt;br /&gt;(I could really use a wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;A wish, a wish right now&lt;br /&gt;(A wish right now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1062047796151521459?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1062047796151521459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1062047796151521459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1062047796151521459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1062047796151521459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-think-night-time-is-dark-so-you-can.html' title='I think night time is dark so you can imagine our fears with less distraction.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8174430426788745949</id><published>2010-07-25T19:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:24:41.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grŭmp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>This is one of those things you always figure will happen to someone else. Unfortunately, we’re ALL “someone else” to someone else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0268.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“It was so in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;stantly clear that I wondered how I could not have seen it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Then I knew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I had studied the board, I wondered how it could have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;got into such a sorry condition. All I had seen were the senseless moves that had preceded mine. But those moves had no longer mattered, once I hold the black stone in my hand.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;“Assassin’s Quest”&lt;/span&gt; by Robin Hobb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that everyone seeks &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;accountability&lt;/span&gt;? Even when the event is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;plainly&lt;/span&gt; accidental and is an act of nature? Even when the fault lies &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; with others, but with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;accountability&lt;/span&gt; is just another excuse to pin the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;blame&lt;/span&gt; on someone else. Do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; think that people are interested to know what went &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;? Do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; think people are curious to find out &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flooding in Singapore was an act of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nature&lt;/span&gt;. The amount of rain was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;tremendous&lt;/span&gt; and we should count ourselves fortunate that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; of our sewers were well-designed and are able to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0290.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; focuses on the troubled area. Everyone looks at the flooding and asks &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"Why?"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teachers &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;educate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;guide&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;inspire&lt;/span&gt; our young. They impart valuable &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;life skills&lt;/span&gt; to our children. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;, when the children disrespects the teacher, the teacher is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;powerless&lt;/span&gt; to do anything because the children will &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;complain&lt;/span&gt; to their parents. Who will in turn complain to the principal, the Ministry and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; the Prime Minister if need be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;, the parents &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;blame&lt;/span&gt; the teachers when the child &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;misbehaves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do think our society's behavior, mannerisms and ethics are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;degrading&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Respect&lt;/span&gt;? What happened to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Self-Responsibility&lt;/span&gt;? What happened to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Human Touch&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; knows the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;meaning&lt;/span&gt;, nor &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;practise&lt;/span&gt; these words anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0294.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;“&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;‘A man sees th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;e darkness coming and he fears only for himself,’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Harald remarked. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;‘He never thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ks of others.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;‘And if he does think of others, too often he says, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;‘Let them fend for themselves’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Laurana added sadly.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;“Dragons of the Highlord Skies”&lt;/span&gt; by Margaret Weis &amp;amp; Tracy Hickman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8174430426788745949?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8174430426788745949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8174430426788745949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8174430426788745949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8174430426788745949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-one-of-those-things-you-always.html' title='This is one of those things you always figure will happen to someone else. Unfortunately, we’re ALL “someone else” to someone else.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5088332107639990187</id><published>2010-07-18T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:42:58.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>At 7.00am, Mom’s not very philosophical.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kS7Gx2CJv88/TEKuo3gnXfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MRWnYRZX8Hk/s1600/P0707_18-07-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kS7Gx2CJv88/TEKuo3gnXfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MRWnYRZX8Hk/s320/P0707_18-07-10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495146512464174578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to catch the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;sunrise&lt;/span&gt; at Changi Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we ended up catching &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;mostly&lt;/span&gt; clouds and a few &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; streaks across the dawning sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better luck &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5088332107639990187?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5088332107639990187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5088332107639990187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5088332107639990187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5088332107639990187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/07/at-700am-moms-not-very-philosophical.html' title='At 7.00am, Mom’s not very philosophical.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kS7Gx2CJv88/TEKuo3gnXfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MRWnYRZX8Hk/s72-c/P0707_18-07-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5652831812886150274</id><published>2010-07-11T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:56:17.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Don’t you hate it when your boogers freeze?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/403555397540"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/403555397540" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;dive&lt;/span&gt;, you enter another &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A watery world of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;. A world of vivid &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;colors&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;shapes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world which &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;teems&lt;/span&gt; with life. Endless &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wonders&lt;/span&gt; which you marvel at. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Graceful&lt;/span&gt; fishes and marine life swim by, sketching a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; ballet in the circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is the reason why i dive: To see such &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;graceful&lt;/span&gt; marine life in their natural habitat. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sight&lt;/span&gt; to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/407659282540"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/407659282540" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5652831812886150274?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5652831812886150274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5652831812886150274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5652831812886150274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5652831812886150274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-you-hate-it-when-your-boogers.html' title='Don’t you hate it when your boogers freeze?'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8308598757687416204</id><published>2010-07-05T08:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:32:24.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>The worst part is that I don’t even have the fun of doing the stuff I’m getting blamed for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/408496547540" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/408496547540" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"I don't want the public to see the world they live in while they're in the Park (Disneyland). I want to feel they're in another world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walt Disney on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i turn &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; year older among much &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;silliness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;importantly&lt;/span&gt;, i spent it with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"It has that thing - the imagination, and the feeling of happy excitement - I knew when I was a kid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walt Disney on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/408386887540" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/408386887540" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8308598757687416204?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8308598757687416204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8308598757687416204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8308598757687416204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8308598757687416204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/07/worst-part-is-that-i-dont-even-have-fun.html' title='The worst part is that I don’t even have the fun of doing the stuff I’m getting blamed for.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5167232110040579920</id><published>2010-06-05T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:26:07.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>Ahh… The perfect slushball! Hard enough to sting, yet sloppy enough to dribble down the collar and soak the undergarments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fH6dTcBb-Nc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fH6dTcBb-Nc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the fact that the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Dutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; driver &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; said, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Check my car, is my car ok?"&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i would have rushed over to help the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fainting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;grid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, i think most &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; would. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5167232110040579920?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5167232110040579920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5167232110040579920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5167232110040579920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5167232110040579920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahh-perfect-slushball-hard-enough-to.html' title='Ahh… The perfect slushball! Hard enough to sting, yet sloppy enough to dribble down the collar and soak the undergarments.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8044963382040680622</id><published>2010-06-02T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:31:40.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>I wonder what happens if you throw up in zero gravity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;‘Now I know why they call you “Holy Belgarath”,’&lt;/span&gt; he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Don’t mix “Holy” and “money”, Talvar. You’ll get in trouble if you do.’&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;“Belgarath the Sorcerer”&lt;/span&gt; by David and Leigh Eddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Precisely&lt;/span&gt;. Money and religion shouldn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, when your affairs become &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; huge and involve &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; many people, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to be prepared for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; questions and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;scrutiny&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to you if you aren't prepared or didn't foresee it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8044963382040680622?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8044963382040680622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8044963382040680622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8044963382040680622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8044963382040680622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wonder-what-happens-if-you-throw-up.html' title='I wonder what happens if you throw up in zero gravity.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-2677808235057933693</id><published>2010-05-23T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:13:23.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>Whenever I need to do some serious thinking, I go for a walk in the woods. There are always a million distractions out here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tC2Mgha2c0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tC2Mgha2c0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;think &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; looks like it came &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; out of the &lt;a href="http://strategywiki.org/wiki/Command_&amp;amp;_Conquer_3:_Tiberium_Wars/Nod_buildings"&gt;NOD base&lt;/a&gt; in&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; Command &amp;amp; Conquer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. O.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-2677808235057933693?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2677808235057933693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=2677808235057933693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2677808235057933693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/2677808235057933693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/05/whenever-i-need-to-do-some-serious.html' title='Whenever I need to do some serious thinking, I go for a walk in the woods. There are always a million distractions out here.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5057253250032522005</id><published>2010-05-17T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>I don't need parents. All I need is a recording that says, "Go play outside!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haven't Met You Yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not surprised, not everything lasts&lt;br /&gt;I've broken my heart so many times I stopped keeping track&lt;br /&gt;Talk myself in, I talk myself out&lt;br /&gt;I get all worked up then I let myself down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so very hard not to loose it&lt;br /&gt;I came up with a million excuses&lt;br /&gt;I thought, I thought of every possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know some day that it’ll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;You'll make me work so we can work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you kid that I give so much more than I get&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have to wait, I’ll never give up&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's half timin and the other half's luck&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are, whenever it's right&lt;br /&gt;You'll come outta nowhere and into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we can be so amazin&lt;br /&gt;And baby your love is gonna change me&lt;br /&gt;And now I can see every possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I know that it’ll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;You'll make me work so we can work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;And promise you kid I'll give so much more than I get&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say all’s fair in love and war&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t need to fight it&lt;br /&gt;We'll get it right and we'll be united&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we can be so amazin&lt;br /&gt;And bein in your life is gonna change me&lt;br /&gt;And now I can see every single possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someday I know it'll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;And I'll work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;Promise you kid I’ll give more than I get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know it'll all turn out&lt;br /&gt;And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out&lt;br /&gt;And promise you kid to give so much more than I get yeah&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh promise you kid to give so much more than I get&lt;br /&gt;I said love love love love love love love&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't met you yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5057253250032522005?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5057253250032522005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5057253250032522005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5057253250032522005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5057253250032522005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-need-parents-all-i-need-is.html' title='I don&apos;t need parents. All I need is a recording that says, &quot;Go play outside!&quot;'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4857215104722965304</id><published>2010-05-09T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:32:16.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war-on-flab'/><title type='text'>Nothing helps a bad mood like spreading it around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0293.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-disappointments-are-harder-to.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i got my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;revenge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: My student brought his toy to class today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: What toy is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Its called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_10"&gt;Ben 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;. It looks like a watch and you can wear it on your wrist. Apparently, the cartoon character wearing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"watch"&lt;/span&gt; can turn into different monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: Ah ok. So something like you lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*glares at me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: You can turn into durian monster, sashimi monster... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you will &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; fail your IPPT when she treats your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;tummy&lt;/span&gt; like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; living entity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;RT&lt;/span&gt;, i suppose. Sigh... -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4857215104722965304?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4857215104722965304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4857215104722965304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4857215104722965304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4857215104722965304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/05/nothing-helps-bad-mood-like-spreading.html' title='Nothing helps a bad mood like spreading it around.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1450374156031462997</id><published>2010-05-03T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:38:06.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grŭmp'/><title type='text'>Life’s disappointments are harder to take when you don’t know any swear words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: Who is more important: Me or the durian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Her: You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Her: ... Because you can buy me durian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Her: ... And satay. And sashimi. And sushi. And Yami Yogurt. And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Me: -_____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1450374156031462997?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1450374156031462997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1450374156031462997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1450374156031462997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1450374156031462997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-disappointments-are-harder-to.html' title='Life’s disappointments are harder to take when you don’t know any swear words.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1776708150534220415</id><published>2010-04-26T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:56:08.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>The forensics marvel has reduced my logic to shambles.</title><content type='html'>Apparently, this commercial is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;banned&lt;/span&gt; in the States for reasons i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; bit bigger than an average Victoria Secret's model, but i think she's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hawt&lt;/span&gt;. As to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; suggestive underlying message, i reckon there isn't much difference with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;typical&lt;/span&gt; Victoria Secret's ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;more important&lt;/span&gt; that a woman is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt; about herself and looks &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vvdU2xpgvdk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1776708150534220415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/04/forensics-marvel-has-reduced-my-logic.html' title='The forensics marvel has reduced my logic to shambles.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7854810683097373334</id><published>2010-04-19T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>I feel a big sneeze welling up, which is always a sure sign that I’m not carrying a handkerchief.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7nDTWMrweI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7nDTWMrweI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/shontelle/tshirt.html"&gt;"T-Shirt"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Try'na decide Try'na decide&lt;br /&gt;If I really wanna go out tonight&lt;br /&gt;I never used to go out without ya&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I remember how ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be late Gonna be late&lt;br /&gt;But, all my girls don't have to wait 'cause&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if I like my outfit&lt;br /&gt;I tried everything in my closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Nothin feels right when Im not with you&lt;br /&gt;Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos&lt;br /&gt;Takin them off 'cause I feel a fool&lt;br /&gt;Try'na dress up when Im missin you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma step out of this lingerie&lt;br /&gt;Curl up in a ball with something Hanes&lt;br /&gt;In bed I lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be strong gotta be strong but Im&lt;br /&gt;Really hurtin now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe I'd do some shopping&lt;br /&gt;But I couldnt get past the door and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I dont know, now I dont know If Im&lt;br /&gt;Ever really gonna let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I couldnt even leave my apartment&lt;br /&gt;I'm stripped down, torn up about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Nothin feels right when Im not with you&lt;br /&gt;Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos&lt;br /&gt;Takin them off 'cause I feel a fool&lt;br /&gt;Try'na dress up when Im missin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im'a step out of this lingerie&lt;br /&gt;Curl up in a ball with something Hanes&lt;br /&gt;In bed I lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;('cause I missed you, 'cause I missed you)&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;(said I missed you ... baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeated On Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Now I dont know, now I dont know If Im&lt;br /&gt;Ever really gonna let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I couldnt even leave my apartment I'm stripped down, torn up about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Half Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Nothing feels right when Im not with you&lt;br /&gt;Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos&lt;br /&gt;Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool&lt;br /&gt;Try'na dress up when Im missin you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma step out of this lingerie&lt;br /&gt;Curl up in a ball with something Hanes&lt;br /&gt;In bed I lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Nothing feels right when Im not with you&lt;br /&gt;Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos&lt;br /&gt;Taking them off 'cause I feel a fool&lt;br /&gt;Try'na dress up when Im missin you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma step out of this lingerie&lt;br /&gt;Curl up in a ball with something Hanes&lt;br /&gt;In bed I lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;With nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Song Ending]&lt;br /&gt;nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;ooh let me tell you no&lt;br /&gt;nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;br /&gt;ooh let me tell you no&lt;br /&gt;nothing but your T-shirt on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7854810683097373334?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7854810683097373334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7854810683097373334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7854810683097373334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7854810683097373334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/04/t-shirt-hey-verse-1-tryna-decide-tryna.html' title='I feel a big sneeze welling up, which is always a sure sign that I’m not carrying a handkerchief.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7485303812802806899</id><published>2010-04-13T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:15:16.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>The world is a complicated place. Whenever it seems that way, I’ll take a nap in a tree and wait for dinner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0195.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable man persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Thus all progress depends on the unreasonable man.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;“Heroes Die”&lt;/span&gt; by Matthew Woodring Stover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;inevitable&lt;/span&gt;. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; happen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; way or another, whether we&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; like&lt;/span&gt; it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as we grow older, we start to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt; change. It is because the familiar things start to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt;: taking away our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;childhood&lt;/span&gt;, our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; and our &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much we dislike it, we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; struggle against our instincts and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt; to embrace change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Only&lt;/span&gt; by changing, can we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;improve&lt;/span&gt; ourselves and our outlook in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; we don't change, we will &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; be living in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;caves&lt;/span&gt; wearing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;bear skins&lt;/span&gt; and communicate by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;grunting&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The mind that will not admit it has something more to learn tomorrow is in danger of stagnating”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“Dragonsinger: Harper of Pern”&lt;/span&gt; by Anne McCaffrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7485303812802806899?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7485303812802806899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7485303812802806899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7485303812802806899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7485303812802806899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/04/world-is-complicated-place-whenever-it.html' title='The world is a complicated place. Whenever it seems that way, I’ll take a nap in a tree and wait for dinner.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8866527230273094304</id><published>2010-04-05T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:26:57.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>I’m not a vegetarian. I’m a dessertarian.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I used to think maybe you loved me, now baby I'm sure&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XKtwOBk8wrc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XKtwOBk8wrc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8866527230273094304?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8866527230273094304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8866527230273094304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8866527230273094304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8866527230273094304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-vegetarian-im-dessertarian.html' title='I’m not a vegetarian. I’m a dessertarian.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-757856393163436282</id><published>2010-03-25T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:23:05.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>You don’t think your dad will get mad about us digging up the driveway? Oh, you know Dad. He’ll get mad no matter WHERE we dig.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7k6FwXJhNk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7k6FwXJhNk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Bingham: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You know why kids love athletes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Because they screw lingerie models?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Bingham: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;No, that's why &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; love athletes. Kids love them because they follow their dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; dream, and have never looked back nor regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;one day&lt;/span&gt; my kids will follow &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that is what &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; is all about: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;chasing your dream&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-757856393163436282?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/757856393163436282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=757856393163436282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/757856393163436282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/757856393163436282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-dont-think-your-dad-will-get-mad.html' title='You don’t think your dad will get mad about us digging up the driveway? Oh, you know Dad. He’ll get mad no matter WHERE we dig.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-3729530598894990788</id><published>2010-03-22T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:53:01.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>I think most hiccup cures were really invented for the amusement of the patient’s friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0313.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt;, after &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-parent-is-wanting-to-hug-and.html"&gt;the CA&lt;/a&gt;, there is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;SA&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Semestral Assessment&lt;/span&gt;. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;valiantly&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;appeal&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;dispute&lt;/span&gt; the need for another assessment, that the marks for CA is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sufficient&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; considering whether to set the paper, so there is still some &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-3729530598894990788?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/3729530598894990788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=3729530598894990788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3729530598894990788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3729530598894990788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-most-hiccup-cures-were-really.html' title='I think most hiccup cures were really invented for the amusement of the patient’s friends.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4264926776360084491</id><published>2010-03-13T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:43:12.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>Being a parent is wanting to hug and strangle your kid at the same time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So far, it has been a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;very happy&lt;/span&gt; one month for the both of us. And of course, being a teacher that she is, she &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; to grade me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; i was under scrutiny and examination as a boyfriend. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;joy of joys&lt;/span&gt;, she has awarded me a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;grand&lt;/span&gt; total of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;80&lt;/span&gt;. Yep. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Eighty&lt;/span&gt;. Eight-Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a solid &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;'A'&lt;/span&gt;! That's the highest i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; got for my Continual Assessment &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(CA)&lt;/span&gt;! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;, being the ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;eager&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;diligent&lt;/span&gt; student, i asked where my mistakes were. The explanation is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per some tests and examinations, i was awarded &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt; marks. Each demerit and/or mistake i make will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;deducted&lt;/span&gt; accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For making her finish her food = -5 marks&lt;/blockquote&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Current boyfriend score = 100 - 5 = 95 marks&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For attempting to tickle her but poke her instead = -5 marks&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Current boyfriend score = 95 - 5 = 90 marks&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For teasing her, drawing similarities between her and a baby&lt;br /&gt;= -5 marks&lt;/blockquote&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Current boyfriend score = 90 - 5 = 85 marks&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For being late = -5 marks&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Current boyfriend score = 85 - 5 = &lt;u&gt;80 marks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was prepared to launch a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;passionate&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;reasonable&lt;/span&gt; defense of my actions, but she &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;waved&lt;/span&gt; them aside. She &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;does not&lt;/span&gt; entertain appeals. Nor did she &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;allow&lt;/span&gt; me to retake my paper. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the examiner has the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;final say&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;reserves&lt;/span&gt; the right to maintain the marks at her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;discretion&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;witho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;fair&lt;/span&gt; is that?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4264926776360084491?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4264926776360084491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4264926776360084491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4264926776360084491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4264926776360084491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-parent-is-wanting-to-hug-and.html' title='Being a parent is wanting to hug and strangle your kid at the same time.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-792952180827238274</id><published>2010-03-08T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:28:16.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>The turbo is pooped. That’s ok. Gravity just kicked in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Presenting&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;newest&lt;/span&gt; Aston Martin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The One-77 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*cue the jaw drops*&lt;/span&gt; O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Edit: Annoying video disabled. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-792952180827238274?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/792952180827238274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=792952180827238274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/792952180827238274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/792952180827238274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/03/presenting-newest-aston-martin-one-77.html' title='The turbo is pooped. That’s ok. Gravity just kicked in.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5822187381866901811</id><published>2010-03-01T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T01:21:55.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>Mothers are the necessity of invention.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ever&lt;/span&gt; fancied an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;All Terrain Tracked Carrier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(ATTC)&lt;/span&gt; of your own? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever&lt;/span&gt; get &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; of the army's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Bronco&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Russians&lt;/span&gt; have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt;. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtacFlDUjRM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtacFlDUjRM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5822187381866901811?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5822187381866901811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5822187381866901811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5822187381866901811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5822187381866901811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/03/mothers-are-necessity-of-invention.html' title='Mothers are the necessity of invention.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4741695521280746206</id><published>2010-02-22T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:35:04.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>I wish my bathtub had an agitator.</title><content type='html'>So far, it has been a whirlwind of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;romance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;bear hugs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Somehow&lt;/span&gt;, we are really on fast-track program. But &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; importantly: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't stop believing. Hold onto that feeling. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIoSTbPt_PI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xIoSTbPt_PI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4741695521280746206?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4741695521280746206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4741695521280746206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4741695521280746206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4741695521280746206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wish-my-bathtub-had-agitator.html' title='I wish my bathtub had an agitator.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-321475703763389514</id><published>2010-02-15T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T01:22:52.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><title type='text'>Your schedule calls for smaller time increments than this clock can measure.</title><content type='html'>My philosophy has &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; been, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"When in doubt, go for it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five or ten years down the road, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to look back and think to myself: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Why didn't i try? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why didn't i ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, things are looking &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do hope we make this work and last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-321475703763389514?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/321475703763389514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=321475703763389514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/321475703763389514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/321475703763389514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-schedule-calls-for-smaller-time.html' title='Your schedule calls for smaller time increments than this clock can measure.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6690439393117902235</id><published>2010-02-08T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:13:41.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><title type='text'>If you’re looking for fossilized remains, you should dig through your room.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0336.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; little&lt;/span&gt; brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i think my brain &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;explodes&lt;/span&gt; on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;daily&lt;/span&gt; basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; help when my senior &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;leaves&lt;/span&gt; the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6690439393117902235?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6690439393117902235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6690439393117902235' 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-17977689.post-929090682828900176</id><published>2010-02-06T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>Live and don’t learn, that us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rWxgnV5q0lc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rWxgnV5q0lc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/daughtry/lifeafteryou.html"&gt;"Life After You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten miles from town and I just broke down&lt;br /&gt;Spittin' out smoke on the side of the road&lt;br /&gt;I'm out here alone just tryin' to get home&lt;br /&gt;To tell you I was wrong but you already know&lt;br /&gt;Believe me I won't stop at nothin'&lt;br /&gt;To see you so I've started runnin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm laughing with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinkin' that all that still matters is love ever after&lt;br /&gt;After the life we've been through&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know there's no life after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time we talked, the night that I walked&lt;br /&gt;Burns like an iron in the back of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I must've been high to say you and I&lt;br /&gt;Weren't meant to be and just wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why did I ever doubt you?&lt;br /&gt;You know I would die here without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm laughing with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinkin' that all that still matters is love ever after&lt;br /&gt;After the life we've been through&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know there's no life after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I, right or wrong, there's no other one&lt;br /&gt;After this time I spent alone&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that a man with sight could be so blind&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' 'bout the better times, must've been outta my mind&lt;br /&gt;So I'm runnin' back to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter&lt;br /&gt;Without you God knows what I'd do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I'm after is a life full of laughter&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm laughing with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinkin' that all that still matters is love ever after&lt;br /&gt;After the life we've been through&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know there's no life after you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-929090682828900176?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/929090682828900176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=929090682828900176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/929090682828900176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/929090682828900176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/02/live-and-dont-learn-that-us.html' title='Live and don’t learn, that us.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-8566372790126533406</id><published>2010-01-30T11:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:03:54.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wûrk'/><title type='text'>When I grow up, I want 2 b an inventor. First I’ll invent a time machine. Then I’ll come back 2 yesterday &amp; take myself 2 tomolo &amp; skip this dumb work</title><content type='html'>Since my complaints about &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-i-will-have-my-vengeance-in-this.html"&gt;being an engineer&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-get-this-handle-off-pass-me.html"&gt;lack of true engineers&lt;/a&gt;, I have recently read that there is a &lt;a href="http://www.asiaone.com/Business/Office/Hot%2BJobs/Story/A1Story20090406-133602.html"&gt;movement&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;encourage&lt;/span&gt; students to take up engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our company has duly obliged to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;show&lt;/span&gt; them the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"wonders"&lt;/span&gt; of engineering, and i was roped in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(read: arrow &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt; to help show students our &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/09/ace-pilot-spaceman-ensui-cruises-low.html"&gt;vehicle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, while showing the students around, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; realise that my coveralls had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hole&lt;/span&gt; in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in short, i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"showed"&lt;/span&gt; everyone the color of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;underwear&lt;/span&gt; that day. Which was gray. Which &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;stood out&lt;/span&gt; against our company's dark blue coveralls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mission Failed&lt;/span&gt;. -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-8566372790126533406?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8566372790126533406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=8566372790126533406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8566372790126533406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/8566372790126533406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-i-grow-up-i-want-2-b-inventor.html' title='When I grow up, I want 2 b an inventor. First I’ll invent a time machine. Then I’ll come back 2 yesterday &amp; take myself 2 tomolo &amp; skip this dumb work'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-3377724685491013081</id><published>2010-01-22T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>My sensors indicate trace amounts of chocolate in the pantry. Please load some in my scoop for analysis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JlHWuWt_4BY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JlHWuWt_4BY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/daughtry/overyou.html"&gt;"Over You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm putting my heart back together,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;Well I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-3377724685491013081?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/3377724685491013081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=3377724685491013081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3377724685491013081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/3377724685491013081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-sensors-indicate-trace-amounts-of.html' title='My sensors indicate trace amounts of chocolate in the pantry. Please load some in my scoop for analysis.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6666390305498364235</id><published>2010-01-16T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:41:41.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grŭmp'/><title type='text'>Great. The snow cushioned the blow to my spine, so I can die of pneumonia.</title><content type='html'>When you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;automatically&lt;/span&gt; know what to do when you sprain your leg, it can &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) You are in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;medical&lt;/span&gt; field, which means you are either a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;doctor&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;nurse&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;physiotherapist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) You have sprained your leg &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;so many times&lt;/span&gt; that you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since i'm an engineer, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; be option b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6666390305498364235?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6666390305498364235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6666390305498364235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6666390305498364235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6666390305498364235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/01/great-snow-cushioned-blow-to-my-spine.html' title='Great. The snow cushioned the blow to my spine, so I can die of pneumonia.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1066536473538483233</id><published>2010-01-12T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:35:08.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e·nig·ma'/><title type='text'>I’ve never liked crayons very much. They just don’t have any flavour at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nkigq5KKzn0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nkigq5KKzn0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"But I knew that anyone who cared to look would know that it was cheap. The whole thing was a commentary on who i was, what i was about, and what i was willing to accept in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what fashion does: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It is designed to make a statement about a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sometimes argued that fashion is all about creation and construct. Not only are the clothes and shoes we wear, and the bags we carry, constructs of someone else's imagination, they are also the realisation of an idea, an inspiration brought to life by someone who has the know-how and skill to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We in turn use these constructs to create an impression of ourselves, by assembling the bits and pieces together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an amalgamation of various ideas, coming together into a whole that accurately &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(the key word is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;accurately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; expresses on the outside what is within. That, in itself, is an act of creation and construction as well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"My motto: Fashionably practical"&lt;/span&gt; by Jill Alphonso in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;paper&lt;/span&gt; 12 January 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1066536473538483233?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1066536473538483233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1066536473538483233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1066536473538483233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1066536473538483233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-never-liked-crayons-very-much-they.html' title='I’ve never liked crayons very much. They just don’t have any flavour at all.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4292536410262456113</id><published>2010-01-11T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:45:10.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frěnd'/><title type='text'>People pay more attention to you when they think you’re up to something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0435.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besides the fact that they &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"hijacked"&lt;/span&gt; my Facebook status, they also used it to hold &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;illegal &lt;/span&gt;meetings to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt; about other people. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; learnt that i have &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; of friends who are looking out for me and are concerned about me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 6:57pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;JC has reluctantly resigned himself to his fate where his friends try and matchmake him. Lets hope the girls won't commit suicide or run away after seeing my face. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 8:37pm · JX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;whats wrong with your face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 8:52pm · Mini-Terrorist One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You wldnt let me and you allowed others??!! HRMPH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 9:07pm · Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;JX: My face is the big fugly thing sticking out of my neck. Did you not notice? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Mini-Ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;rorist One: Lol... Like i said, i'm resigned to my fate. You can introduce if you want, but don't blame if your colleagues avoid you after finding out that you're keeping company with a fugly male. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 9:52pm · GN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Eh, Jason, u r fine lah. Ur not going to date Ms Universe so u don't have to look like prince charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 10:32pm · SN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Confidence. Half the battle is won. Choose Jason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 10:36pm · Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;GN: True, i'm not going to date Miss Universe. But whatever the case, first impression still counts doesn't it? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;SN: Choose? Whats there to choose?! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 10:57pm · WY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;All us guys need is a fat wallet. Just look at mine. o wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 11:12pm · JX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If you think you are ugly, look at Dennis. Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Cindy got married for 10 years liaoz. AN is still not married. Dennis got married. YH, DW and KJ still single/not married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;First impression counts, so does every impression. Just do your best and relax. If someone only judge your based on impression, then she is not worth it anyway so why be so hard on yourself ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 11:13pm · JX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No offence to mentioned parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 11:16pm · YX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;yea, dennis has to be the benchmark man..wait, dennis is not on anybody's facebook, i hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0362.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 11:17pm · JX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;KY is his BEST friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 11:31pm · YX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;jason, when all else fails, there is always mary and jane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 hours ago · SY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I agree, looks not impt and u also not considered ugly la. Be confident. Someone truly for u will come along. Why settle down if not for the best to come? cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 hours ago · YX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;wa, so philosophical..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 hours ago · Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Man. You guys are on a roll sia. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;My statements are all tongue-in-cheek, all in good humor. If i really believe t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;hat girls will commit suicide when they look at my face, then i should be consulting a psychiatrist / psychologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Wayne: My wallet not fat enough. Engineers pay very little. I think even the cleaners have a higher pay than us. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hours ago · SY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well now. U know u have many friends who care for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 hours ago · JX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Violet still single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 hours ago · Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;SY: Yeah, i do know that all of you have my interest at heart. I'm really happy that i have so many friends who are so concerned about me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;YX: Anyway, who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; is Mary and Jane?! O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;JX: Seriously, no. Just no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 hours ago · RL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Juz make sure she can play mahjong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hours ago · GN&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0331.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;JX, r u talking a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;bt NY'S violet? I think she's turning purple... maybe closer to black already. It's been 11 yrs already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 hours ago · KY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Before you all get the wrong impression, dennis is not even on my FB... wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;at about best friend??? tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes ago · SY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;we shd have a secret code for dxxxxs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4292536410262456113?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4292536410262456113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4292536410262456113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4292536410262456113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4292536410262456113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-pay-more-attention-to-you-when.html' title='People pay more attention to you when they think you’re up to something.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6753663147067113219</id><published>2010-01-09T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><title type='text'>That’s me (oof), the human slinky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"But you had not. You had just... stopped. In some ways. Oh, you were older and wiser, i suppose. But you had not made any move on your own to reach out to life again. But for your wolf, i think it would have been even worse."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As it was, you were living like a mouse in a wall, off the crumbs of affection that Starling tossed to you. As thick-skinned as she is, even she could see it. She gave you Hap and you took him in. But if she had not brought him to your doorstep and dumped him there, would you have sought out anyone to share your life?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaned closer to me and said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Even after you came back to Buckkeep and your old world, you held yourself apart from it. No matter what i did or offered. Myblack. you couldn't even connect to a horse."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;“Fool's Fate”&lt;/span&gt; by Robin Hobb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6753663147067113219?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6753663147067113219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6753663147067113219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6753663147067113219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6753663147067113219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/01/thats-me-oof-human-slinky.html' title='That’s me (oof), the human slinky.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5954479746873278467</id><published>2010-01-01T11:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:11:45.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non·sen·si·cal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Well, it’s a new year. And I’d say the first 10 hours haven’t been up to snuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0361.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Yo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*strides in*&lt;/span&gt; How are things, man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pretty all right, actually. There hasn't been any &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;major&lt;/span&gt; catastrophe, nor emotional distress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Really? Why don't you give me a summary of what you've done? Seems like our Key Performance Index &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(KPI)&lt;/span&gt; has risen, so expectations are higher this time round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*groan*&lt;/span&gt; Tell me about it. The same thing happened for my predecessor, 2008. He had so many things happening, that now it makes me look bad. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*grumbles*&lt;/span&gt; He had a &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-got-to-start-listening-to-those.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;change of job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-no-problem-so-awful-that-you.html"&gt;short-term relationship&lt;/a&gt; and a brilliant &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2008/12/heck-whats-little-extortion-among.html"&gt;trip to Taiwan&lt;/a&gt; with good friends. How on earth was i suppose to emulate that? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;*wails*&lt;/span&gt; I don't have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; single relationship on my CV! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;*pats back*&lt;/span&gt; There there. Things aren't so bad. I'm sure you have had some good things too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt; Well. Things certainly have improved for the job. He has felt slightly more at home and is doing &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/09/ace-pilot-spaceman-ensui-cruises-low.html"&gt;something&lt;/a&gt; he &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoys. There is so much to learn and the knowledge expansion is one of the reasons why he enjoys it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*soothes*&lt;/span&gt; There. You see? That's a good thing, isn't it? Are there any more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But... But... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*wails*&lt;/span&gt; There wasn't a relationship! He did meet someone, but it &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-losing-game-but-winning-ambulatory.html"&gt;didn't work out&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*sobz*&lt;/span&gt; I was so hoping that it will work out, so i can add it to my CV! I mean, a relationship is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; thing on any CV, and i thought it will be my chance to show what i can do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;*taken aback*&lt;/span&gt; Erm... I'm sure it was for the best. Perhaps they are not meant to be together. They are still friends, right? That still counts for something, doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt; I guess so... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0288.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*pats hand*&lt;/span&gt; Are there any more good things that happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well. He &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; take up &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-bright-side-to-all-this-is-that.html"&gt;scuba diving&lt;/a&gt; and managed to get his Open Water and Advanced Open Water certification. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*begins to cheer up*&lt;/span&gt; He really does like scuba diving and enjoyed the trips abroad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;That's good, that's good. Speaking of going abroad, were there any holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oh yes. He went to &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/12/theyre-all-teeth-and-digestive-tract-no.html"&gt;Hokkaido&lt;/a&gt; and had a pretty good time there. There were one or two places which he didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; like. I mean, how entertaining can a sake factory or whiskey distillery be? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;*getting excited*&lt;/span&gt; Oh oh. And he saw snow for the first time and tried snow boarding for the first time too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*getting worried about KPI*&lt;/span&gt; Wow. That's pretty awesome. Looks like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; i'll have my work cut out for me, on trying to emulate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oh, don't worry. Seems like he has quite a number of friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wanting&lt;/span&gt; to go overseas. Plus, there seems to be a good long diving trip in the planning too. It promises to be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; better than the ones i've had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Really? That sounds pretty good. Lets hope all those talking and planning will turn into something &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;concrete&lt;/span&gt; then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm sure it will. Plus, his friends seems &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hell-bent&lt;/span&gt; on trying to get him a partner. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;*sniggers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Really? His friends are really concerned about him, aye? I'm sure he appreciates their effort on his behalf. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing Twenty-Oh-Nine (2009): &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;*clock chimes*&lt;/span&gt; Ah. The stroke of midnight! Here you go then. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*passes the baton*&lt;/span&gt; Good luck! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*fades out of view*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming Twenty-Ten (2010): &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Thanks! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*it's left pondering what will befall upon it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5954479746873278467?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5954479746873278467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5954479746873278467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5954479746873278467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5954479746873278467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-its-new-year-and-id-say-first-10.html' title='Well, it’s a new year. And I’d say the first 10 hours haven’t been up to snuff.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4018985924575839718</id><published>2009-12-24T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:25:16.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Visualise being the only 45-year-old in first grade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dn-IVuQ4PDQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dn-IVuQ4PDQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwon Ha-kyeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;What do you like about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo-yeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwon Ha-kyeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's all thanks to my make-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo-yeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*in awe*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You're so pretty when you smile... You have the prettiest smile i've ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo-yeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ha-kyeong! Don't walk around in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwon Ha-kyeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I don't like you that way. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo-yeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwon Ha-kyeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't kid yourself. Don't expect anything... You'll get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo-yeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm not doing any of that. This will only hurt me, not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwon Ha-kyeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Soo-yeong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo-yeong: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I have to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;remind&lt;/span&gt; myself: Movies are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; realistic. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;real life&lt;/span&gt;, things are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually and most &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, i would have done something &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; i can remind myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;, its too late: The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mistake&lt;/span&gt; has been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/DSCN0250.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4018985924575839718?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4018985924575839718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4018985924575839718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4018985924575839718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4018985924575839718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/12/visualise-being-only-45-year-old-in.html' title='Visualise being the only 45-year-old in first grade.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/jason_cwh/Random%20Pix/th_DSCN0250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-7785251548833717780</id><published>2009-12-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:57:48.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grŭmp'/><title type='text'>I keep forgetting that rules are only for little nice people.</title><content type='html'>In &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hokkaido, Japan&lt;/span&gt;, i was helping a family load their &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;baggage&lt;/span&gt; onto the tour coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family's mother: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thank you so much for helping us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family's father: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yah, yah. Thank you so much. You are very helpful. Very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend's text: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;... As great pals, knowing how vulnerable you are (because you are simply too nice and good to be true) we hope you can share with us and let us access with you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the compliments. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of being a good guy?&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; 做好人有什么用？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes die first. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;英雄第一先死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the bad boys get the girls. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;男人不坏，女人不爱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; ask the question: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What is the point of being a good guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-7785251548833717780?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7785251548833717780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=7785251548833717780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7785251548833717780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/7785251548833717780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-keep-forgetting-that-rules-are-only.html' title='I keep forgetting that rules are only for little nice people.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-576828592593003978</id><published>2009-12-18T07:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:12:57.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>They’re all teeth and digestive tract. No brains at all.</title><content type='html'>After being in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;, i think i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; prefer &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hokkaido&lt;/span&gt; rather than &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;. Its much &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;quieter&lt;/span&gt; there, less foreigners and the natural scenery is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the other type of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*cough*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;scenery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;*cough*&lt;/span&gt; is much better than home. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/209895922540"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/209895922540" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-576828592593003978?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/576828592593003978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=576828592593003978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/576828592593003978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/576828592593003978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/12/theyre-all-teeth-and-digestive-tract-no.html' title='They’re all teeth and digestive tract. No brains at all.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6145102560690181906</id><published>2009-12-06T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:51:46.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frěnd'/><title type='text'>Few things are less comforting than a tiger who’s up too late.</title><content type='html'>Friend: Come and join us &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. Unless of course, there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; than &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*small smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ooi&lt;/span&gt;! You &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that if i can join you guys, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6145102560690181906?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6145102560690181906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6145102560690181906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6145102560690181906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6145102560690181906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-things-are-less-comforting-than.html' title='Few things are less comforting than a tiger who’s up too late.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-4128750856428546558</id><published>2009-11-29T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:05:15.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Why is it you always rip your pants on the day everyone has to demonstrate a maths problem at the chalkboard?</title><content type='html'>And of course, &lt;a href="http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupidity-produces-antibodies.html"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt; also includes &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to learn a new &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; song when your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;utterly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;rubbish&lt;/span&gt;. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8Rv545wdEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8Rv545wdEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-4128750856428546558?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4128750856428546558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=4128750856428546558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4128750856428546558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/4128750856428546558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-is-it-you-always-rip-your-pants-on.html' title='Why is it you always rip your pants on the day everyone has to demonstrate a maths problem at the chalkboard?'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-1701856495434451669</id><published>2009-11-28T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:47:37.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>The 5-ton carnivorous lizard can run faster than a charging rhino! What can be more horrifying? Besides the blood-curdling roar of its mum…</title><content type='html'>What some &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;advice &lt;/span&gt;on driving &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;off-road&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up on that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sissy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Land Cruiser&lt;/span&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TeVp9tmsvMk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TeVp9tmsvMk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-1701856495434451669?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1701856495434451669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=1701856495434451669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1701856495434451669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/1701856495434451669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-ton-carnivorous-lizard-can-run-faster.html' title='The 5-ton carnivorous lizard can run faster than a charging rhino! What can be more horrifying? Besides the blood-curdling roar of its mum…'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6957224238495928946</id><published>2009-11-22T10:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:04:52.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Stupidity produces antibodies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“It was no more than the bones of his affection, but she seized on it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;'I would, my lord.'&lt;/span&gt; It hurt me to see her content with so little.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;“Assassin's Quest”&lt;/span&gt; by Robin Hobb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dejected&lt;/span&gt; that you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;hunger&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;thirst&lt;/span&gt; for love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so, that when someone so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; gives you some attention or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; some affection, you lap it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; know things are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt; between the two of you, you do &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; to make her happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;minute&lt;/span&gt; she comes seeking you, you drop &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; to be by her side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that you're being taken for a ride, and that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; your efforts would be seen as friendship by her, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; do it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; for behaving this way, is that you are so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;fugly&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;, that you would gladly take &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; attention that comes your way, even more so by someone so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us guys are a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;predictable&lt;/span&gt; lot. Show us a pretty girl, and we will do &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;, including moving the world, for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“I love her still, just as much as I did when she left me. I thought then that, when all my tasks were done, I would find her and somehow we would be happy together. And here we are, sixteen years later, and I still haven’t managed to find my way back to her.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;“Fool’s Fate”&lt;/span&gt; by Robin Hobb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6957224238495928946?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6957224238495928946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6957224238495928946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6957224238495928946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6957224238495928946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupidity-produces-antibodies.html' title='Stupidity produces antibodies.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-545247320728529598</id><published>2009-11-19T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:56:04.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lŭv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>I’d say that crossed the line from ironic coincidence to evil omen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Yesterday morning, &lt;/span&gt;on the way to work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;So have you found a girlfriend yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, my previous company was small. So i had lots to do. Now, my current company is big. But i'm busy learning as much as i can. If it comes, it comes. If it doesn't, i'm not too bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yesterday after lunch&lt;/span&gt;, on the way to a supplier:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi-driver: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, a guy must learn how to cook. So that when the wife doesn't cook, at least he can take over. By the way, are you married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Erm... No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi-driver: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You have a girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; *chuckle nervously*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;That's the problem. No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi-driver: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Why not? Cannot lah. You got no excuse. Uncle here so ugly, can find a wife. You're better looking than Uncle, so you have no excuse not to have a girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Yesterday evening&lt;/span&gt;, on the way to a wedding dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male Colleague: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Us guys need to approach girls one. Where got girls approach guys? So you need to start approach girls leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Don't want lah. When girls see me, they will start to run lor. If i start approaching them, they might even commit suicide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Yesterday night&lt;/span&gt;, just before the wedding dinner commenced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Eh. Jason. Got see any pretty girls or not? Then you can approach them lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;*covers head in despair*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; up there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-545247320728529598?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/545247320728529598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=545247320728529598' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/545247320728529598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/545247320728529598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/11/id-say-that-crossed-line-from-ironic.html' title='I’d say that crossed the line from ironic coincidence to evil omen.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-5580470578513428101</id><published>2009-11-14T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:43:58.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petrol head'/><title type='text'>Childhood is short and maturity is forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R135OMKjOlg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R135OMKjOlg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;as the eldest in the family&lt;/span&gt; - unfortunately &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to grow up. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-5580470578513428101?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5580470578513428101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=5580470578513428101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5580470578513428101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/5580470578513428101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/11/childhood-is-short-and-maturity-is.html' title='Childhood is short and maturity is forever.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17977689.post-6925111809813897648</id><published>2009-11-10T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:24:34.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i dun feel like blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mus·ing'/><title type='text'>Boys are made of snips, snails &amp; puppy dog tails. Tigers are made of dragonflies &amp; katydids but mostly chewed-up little kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door,&lt;br /&gt;for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population,&lt;br /&gt;for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway,&lt;br /&gt;for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters,&lt;br /&gt;for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends,&lt;br /&gt;for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated,&lt;br /&gt;for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned,&lt;br /&gt;this is for you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full version is &lt;a href="http://jagszone.com/other/ode_guy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, along with the &lt;a href="http://jagszone.com/other/ode_girl.html"&gt;Ode to Nice Girls&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17977689-6925111809813897648?l=enigmaticallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6925111809813897648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17977689&amp;postID=6925111809813897648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6925111809813897648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17977689/posts/default/6925111809813897648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmaticallife.blogspot.com/2009/11/boys-are-made-of-snips-snails-puppy-dog.html' title='Boys are made of snips, snails &amp; puppy dog tails. Tigers are made of dragonflies &amp; katydids but mostly chewed-up little kids.'/><author><name>Wee Hock, Jason Chua</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/107687501021447455334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
