<?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-7952454</id><updated>2011-09-05T03:36:57.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Life of Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>"In peace I will both lie down and sleep, for You, Lord, alone make me dwell in safety and confident trust." - Psalm 4:8 (Amplified)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/'/><link 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to me and pour their sorrows given that I am in no position to comment not have acquired the sensitivity to counsel.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To them, I always say move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But life always operates on binary structure or at least most of the time; that's where the trouble starts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6648506521544192333?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6648506521544192333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6648506521544192333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6648506521544192333'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-755661827116884045</id><published>2009-11-01T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:00:47.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>I cannot help but somehow I feel tt some pple r juz there to grace the occasion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-755661827116884045?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/755661827116884045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=755661827116884045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/755661827116884045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/755661827116884045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/11/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6540938282454408527</id><published>2009-10-08T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:18:22.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practical Application</title><content type='html'>He's teaching her arithmetic,&lt;br /&gt;He said it was his mission,&lt;br /&gt;He kissed her once , he kissed her twice and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Now, that's addition."&lt;br /&gt;And as he added smack by smack&lt;br /&gt;In silent satisfaction,&lt;br /&gt;She sweetly gave the kisses back and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Now, that's subtraction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he kissed her, she kissed him,&lt;br /&gt;Without an explanation,&lt;br /&gt;And both together smiled and said,&lt;br /&gt;"That's multiplication."&lt;br /&gt;Then Dad appeared upon the scene and&lt;br /&gt;Made a quick decision.&lt;br /&gt;He kicked that kid three blocks away&lt;br /&gt;And said; "That's long division!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dan Clark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6540938282454408527?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6540938282454408527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6540938282454408527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6540938282454408527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6540938282454408527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/10/practical-application.html' title='Practical Application'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3890334053635291454</id><published>2009-10-02T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:32:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Once more</title><content type='html'>Been a million years since I posted, so I thought I would try posting this evening as my roomie tries to squeeze the comfort out of his bolster right behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was nostalgia as I rushed off after tuition to meet coco and wanz at holland for late dinner. Qianfu did us great honours by showing up (very unlike him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow coco asked the question that many would be asking in time to come.. What job should I look for? How? *panics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years of training and education and bam, it's all over. I can feel it even as Im being professionalized into an educator. Juz a couple mths more and I would be done with my training and what next? a professional educator emerges, ready to change lives and the world, a world shaker and a history maker.. or would I fade into history, no not just the physical me, but every trace of the human soul, faded to integrate with the zillions of events and things going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were just a fleeting moment in the revolution of time and space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3890334053635291454?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3890334053635291454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3890334053635291454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3890334053635291454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3890334053635291454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/10/graduation-once-more.html' title='Graduation Once more'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-436199953607978241</id><published>2009-05-09T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:49:02.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>So I walked down vicissitudes of life, the lingering stench persisted as incessant reminders to the learning journey that I had undertaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undergraduate studies have been inadequate in preparing us for mess. Life is a mess. We are not entitled to expect anything from life. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance outin the end. Life happens, and we have no control over it. Good things, bad things, ugly things happen to us day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Our certs are lousy against life. Don't expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Our life is over as of today. At this point in time, we have grown as tall as you willever be, we are physically the fittest we will ever be in our entirelife and we are probably looking the best that we will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should we do? We will find our own niches. I don't imagine people will need to look very hard. By this time people should know what one's obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-436199953607978241?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/436199953607978241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=436199953607978241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/436199953607978241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/436199953607978241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/05/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7335304830007652435</id><published>2009-05-05T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:24:13.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh Gosh, my lovely frens juz tagged some of my glorious junior years in NUS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Sf8WjKBApcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/L_FN_FVkBRs/s1600-h/bobby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005277069780418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Sf8WjKBApcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/L_FN_FVkBRs/s320/bobby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Sf8VzGc1tTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3Im-w6JdOYM/s1600-h/Bobby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004451479041330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Sf8VzGc1tTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3Im-w6JdOYM/s320/Bobby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7335304830007652435?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7335304830007652435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7335304830007652435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7335304830007652435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7335304830007652435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/05/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Sf8WjKBApcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/L_FN_FVkBRs/s72-c/bobby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2923897498044348241</id><published>2009-05-02T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:24:42.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prevention</title><content type='html'>What's the best prevention for the swine flu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to breathe too often, once in a while will do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2923897498044348241?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2923897498044348241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2923897498044348241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2923897498044348241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2923897498044348241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/05/prevention.html' title='Prevention'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3953308905033042940</id><published>2009-04-29T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:10:38.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guiding Principle</title><content type='html'>I made a trip down NUS last evening to get some books from NUS library.. seriously, research work is severely curtailed in the postgraduate institution Im in now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met wanling n yenghong for dinner. They were mugging.. ah.. good old days of mugging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the day was meeting qianfu for coffee at the usual kopitiam over at Holland village. Once again we broached on the issue of qianfu having 10 company functions a day but the best thing was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I dun want to take away people's family time (for outings). This is my guiding principle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3953308905033042940?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3953308905033042940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3953308905033042940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3953308905033042940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3953308905033042940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/04/guiding-principle.html' title='Guiding Principle'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3195731386156317673</id><published>2009-04-21T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:57:52.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignments</title><content type='html'>I am back in hall checking my emails to be greeted with yet another assignment by Carol. Gosh, this is nvr ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quanitity of work here is obnoxious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3195731386156317673?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3195731386156317673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3195731386156317673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3195731386156317673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3195731386156317673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/04/assignments.html' title='Assignments'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-5302552306755729849</id><published>2009-04-19T04:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T04:14:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NeoPrints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh... neo prints.. like how damn long not taken them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright.. t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seoz8tXgBAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/plQ2ViNedtY/s1600-h/Neoprint+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126627382363138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seoz8tXgBAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/plQ2ViNedtY/s320/Neoprint+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ook some with some of the twks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0VBzFbJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/pd21tEr_onY/s1600-h/Neoprint+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326127045183630482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0VBzFbJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/pd21tEr_onY/s320/Neoprint+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0KJZKsqI/AAAAAAAAAII/FepQ5xKfyBA/s1600-h/Neoprint+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126858243846818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0KJZKsqI/AAAAAAAAAII/FepQ5xKfyBA/s320/Neoprint+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0Di0PqKI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xidt5K_oaWw/s1600-h/Neoprint+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126744809220258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0Di0PqKI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xidt5K_oaWw/s320/Neoprint+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0Z2M27HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AOAXQoavUBE/s1600-h/Neoprint+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326127127969852530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0Z2M27HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AOAXQoavUBE/s320/Neoprint+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0egBpeLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/d8C7p-jxHPU/s1600-h/Neoprint+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326127207916599474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seo0egBpeLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/d8C7p-jxHPU/s320/Neoprint+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-5302552306755729849?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/5302552306755729849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=5302552306755729849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5302552306755729849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5302552306755729849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/04/neoprints.html' title='NeoPrints'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Seoz8tXgBAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/plQ2ViNedtY/s72-c/Neoprint+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7215944363497818526</id><published>2009-03-18T13:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:58:51.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Psych</title><content type='html'>Im sittting in my educational psychology class now. Suddenly, I see laptops sprouting up from all over unlike previous weeks. Somehow it brings back some memories of NUS, where there's laptops everywhere in class for the very purpose of msn and doing all sorts of things except to listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Daidee, standing in front. Week after week, we have the notions of morals pushed down our soul. Certainly, Im growing more towards a holy development&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7215944363497818526?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7215944363497818526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7215944363497818526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7215944363497818526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7215944363497818526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/03/ed-psych.html' title='Ed Psych'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2069722648923281818</id><published>2009-03-08T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:06:20.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>吻下去爱上你</title><content type='html'>遇见你 需要运气&lt;br /&gt;爱上你 却要多少勇气&lt;br /&gt;渺小的我 只忠於自己&lt;br /&gt;人世间却容不下一段传奇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人说 该忘了你&lt;br /&gt;我宁愿 忘记了我无知&lt;br /&gt;失去了你 讨好整个天地&lt;br /&gt;有设麽值得了不起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不顾一切让世界停止&lt;br /&gt;也要换你一个坚持&lt;br /&gt;人生的结局&lt;br /&gt;不想娶就是分离&lt;br /&gt;叶总算留下了相爱的痕迹&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2069722648923281818?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2069722648923281818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2069722648923281818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2069722648923281818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2069722648923281818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='吻下去爱上你'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6577076743951813648</id><published>2009-02-17T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:34:08.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>We had an impromptu steamboat buffet for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of strange juz how many steamboat I'd since Christmas '08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at some point, Wanz pointed out how strange it is that the TWKs r good frens in spite of being so different... everyone of us is  so different and there's hardly any commonality between us... in fact, majoring in sociology is the closest we can get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the answer according to Wanz is simple - Acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that I will add, complete acceptance. If you actually think about it, how many of us completely accepted our frens n loved ones for who they are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6577076743951813648?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6577076743951813648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6577076743951813648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6577076743951813648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6577076743951813648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/02/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-9199380275846182064</id><published>2009-02-10T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:53:33.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Superstructures</title><content type='html'>Wanling asked me for some opinions for her ISM paper. And it was at this instance that I realized that I'm still quite passionate about sociology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it's the lack of it that somehow makes me feel repressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sociology is depressing sometimes, confusing at other times and yet enlightening for most times. We all grow up in social superstructures placed in all aspects of our lives. Then doing soci in NUS have everything that mattered to me deconstructed and now I enter society to work, I must reconcile with the social superstructures that social reality has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a constant struggle as I examine my personal pedagogy in my job as opposed to the intended outcome imposed by superstructures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-9199380275846182064?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/9199380275846182064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=9199380275846182064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9199380275846182064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9199380275846182064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/02/social-superstructures.html' title='Social Superstructures'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-4794225399429864030</id><published>2009-01-28T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:57:53.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save me</title><content type='html'>OMG! Im now residing at Nanyang Avenue, off Pioneer North Road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-4794225399429864030?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/4794225399429864030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=4794225399429864030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4794225399429864030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4794225399429864030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/01/save-me.html' title='Save me'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-9010876044793660846</id><published>2009-01-01T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:44:58.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Memories. The intricate essence of living. The past is never dead, it is not even past. The very existence of forgetting is not even proven. Merely that some things do not come to our minds when we want them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-9010876044793660846?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/9010876044793660846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=9010876044793660846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9010876044793660846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9010876044793660846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-171077679094539751</id><published>2008-12-08T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:53:52.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK once more</title><content type='html'>Yeap. It's my nth time to HK and 2nd time this year alone if not for anything but the transformation of climate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shopping trip it was and gosh, how cheap some of the stuff over there are. Some of the things I bought cost well below 50% than that of Singapore. I began wondering if there's anything cheap in Singapore and I realized, the food is much cheaper in Singapore and finding a toilet is a lot easier back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's daily 0730 hours waking up time and some things juz dun changed. 10 yrs ago, Ivan took 1 hour to dress up. 10 years later today, he took 1 hour or more EVERY morning without fail to dress up in the morning. God bless me with the additional hour of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten tons of stuff from tough coz it was like freaking cheap. I was so tempted to buy the LV wallet for only like $500? and the Bally wallet tt Mr. L has costs only like $270? Anyhow Kenneth bought this white Bally messenger bag for only $400+ Wad a steal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos later and it's amazing how pple r missed even b4 they exit yr presence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-171077679094539751?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/171077679094539751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=171077679094539751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/171077679094539751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/171077679094539751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/12/hk-once-more.html' title='HK once more'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3229294892875505805</id><published>2008-11-15T09:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:52:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undue Hurts</title><content type='html'>Perhaps A does not know that what B needs is not rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What B needs is A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz in A, B can find rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3229294892875505805?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3229294892875505805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3229294892875505805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3229294892875505805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3229294892875505805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/11/undue-hurts.html' title='Undue Hurts'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2014385558919546540</id><published>2008-11-14T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:45:26.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty of Sociology</title><content type='html'>I had a brief discussion with wanz earlier on. What exactly is the role of sociologist? R we all being to critical of the state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitalism is here to stay. This is a parameter that knows no bounds at least in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given such circumstance, if we look ard at sociological anti-establishment arguments, at the level of humanitarianism, at least certain lower social status grp of pple r given minimally chances at survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kinda sad when u tink abt this... I tink that's the beauty of sociology&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2014385558919546540?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2014385558919546540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2014385558919546540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2014385558919546540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2014385558919546540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/11/beauty-of-sociology.html' title='The Beauty of Sociology'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-9008979533023978420</id><published>2008-11-04T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:10:50.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairness</title><content type='html'>Do I want to be treated fairly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's gonna require committment, is this what I want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-9008979533023978420?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/9008979533023978420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=9008979533023978420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9008979533023978420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9008979533023978420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/11/fairness.html' title='Fairness'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8524972076253842708</id><published>2008-10-27T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:38:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos</title><content type='html'>There r things I need to reconcile with. But rationalization always do me more harm than good! The process of rationalization is supposed to be cognitive. Does this bring the emotive elements apart from the process? Or r they enmeshed in this whirl of chaos? I rmbr my professor told me once tt humans do not like chaos. Positions muz be taken up to manage chaos. What then is the epistemological and ontological position of the chaos I am viewing or am part of?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8524972076253842708?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8524972076253842708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8524972076253842708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8524972076253842708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8524972076253842708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/10/chaos.html' title='Chaos'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8453025535991973334</id><published>2008-10-20T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:06:18.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignoring the fire</title><content type='html'>A few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 My house was on fire. How exciting! The flames were licking the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 What's the use of going through it when it's repeatedly ignored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's a fire. I can smell it but nothing is done to quash it while it's little. It will escalate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8453025535991973334?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8453025535991973334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8453025535991973334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8453025535991973334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8453025535991973334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/10/ignoring-fire.html' title='Ignoring the fire'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1162240060465811547</id><published>2008-10-01T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:35:15.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caring</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I tink I care too much abt things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I want to know tt I matter in some pple's lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized tt if I dun really care abt the above, I prolly cant b bothered with the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody stated that why is it tt only upon one's death tt pple r accorded their dues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink the reason is simple: sense of loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, such sensing comes about only after loss sets in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is causational&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The imperatives of grief and hence an appreciation is but a consequence of the compounded blend of emotive senses only to be generated via the removal of its source&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1162240060465811547?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1162240060465811547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1162240060465811547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1162240060465811547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1162240060465811547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/10/caring.html' title='Caring'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1974124683683169225</id><published>2008-09-27T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:29:21.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia</title><content type='html'>Watched Mama Mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good. Simplicity coupled with the right touches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1974124683683169225?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1974124683683169225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1974124683683169225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1974124683683169225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1974124683683169225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/09/mama-mia.html' title='Mama Mia'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-9110580766318285778</id><published>2008-09-25T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:56:35.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relegation</title><content type='html'>After so much talks... r things gonna be better or do i still feel relegated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned sth next sat but I bet sure no time coz chooped by frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i will make alternative plans&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-9110580766318285778?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/9110580766318285778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=9110580766318285778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9110580766318285778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9110580766318285778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/09/relegation.html' title='Relegation'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1734982006511464510</id><published>2008-09-22T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:01:27.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of poisoned time</title><content type='html'>My oh my .. poisoned milk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now stepmothers need not resort to poisoned apples anymore. Technology has allowed us to go one notch more sophisticated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, it feels as though I am living in the shadows of time. The parameters remain out of my jurisdiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps time is a poisoned entity itself. It deranges the human minds at the mere thought of differance. It wrenches the soul with the pursuit of fulfilments. It silences the heart with the anguish of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, 23rd is just an hour away. Again the methodological exploitation of time makes us all senseless and sometimes in wonderful bliss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1734982006511464510?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1734982006511464510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1734982006511464510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1734982006511464510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1734982006511464510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-poisoned-time.html' title='Of poisoned time'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6226465176127925149</id><published>2008-09-17T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:23:26.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhilaration</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exhilarating..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6226465176127925149?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6226465176127925149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6226465176127925149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6226465176127925149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6226465176127925149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/09/exhilaration.html' title='Exhilaration'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-5282256598757560839</id><published>2008-09-09T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:09:19.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo</title><content type='html'>So happy tt Fuh got a job... not as though I got the job but I'm still exhilarated... Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat means now only Wanz is unemployed in wad we call... frictional unemployment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say about love&lt;br /&gt;I keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Keep my hand in the fire&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, I'll get what I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say about life&lt;br /&gt;I learn every time I bleed&lt;br /&gt;That truth is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Soul is in danger, I gotta let my spirit be free&lt;br /&gt;To admit that I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;And then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I have to move on&lt;br /&gt;And leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I can't waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;I realize, nothing's broken&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry 'bout everything I've done&lt;br /&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back at a new direction&lt;br /&gt;I loved you once, needed protection&lt;br /&gt;You're still a part of everything I do&lt;br /&gt;You're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;(Just like a tattoo,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of playing all of these games&lt;br /&gt;It's not about taking sides&lt;br /&gt;When I looked in the mirror, didn't deliver&lt;br /&gt;It hurt enough to think that I could&lt;br /&gt;Stop, admit that I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;And then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;And leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(Just like a tattoo,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;If I live every moment&lt;br /&gt;Won't change any moment&lt;br /&gt;Still a part of me and you&lt;br /&gt;I will never regret you&lt;br /&gt;Still the memory of you&lt;br /&gt;Marks everything i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-5282256598757560839?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/5282256598757560839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=5282256598757560839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5282256598757560839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5282256598757560839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/09/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1636902909061867337</id><published>2008-09-06T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:24:35.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Practical Tips for Managing Romance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you also need to have realistic expectations. You have to make an effort for the relationship to work. You mustn’t be carried away by what you see, romantic images on the movies... But we are real people, ordinary people in real life. You may not have instant sparks the first time, but you take your time, discover the person for who he or she is. Nurture the relationship and then maybe love may blosom" - Lee Hsien Loong (National Day Rally 2008)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1636902909061867337?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1636902909061867337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1636902909061867337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1636902909061867337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1636902909061867337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/09/romantic.html' title='Romantic'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-882968082670967691</id><published>2008-09-04T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:35:07.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>起点</title><content type='html'>我的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;他记得你的神情&lt;br /&gt;我的嘴&lt;br /&gt;他记得如何喊你的名&lt;br /&gt;我的耳朵&lt;br /&gt;他记得你的声音&lt;br /&gt;我的手&lt;br /&gt;他仍记得你浅浅指印&lt;br /&gt;生命中好多事排列的次序&lt;br /&gt;原来都是一种洗礼&lt;br /&gt;让我学会珍惜自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事过境迁 试过多年&lt;br /&gt;无论用什么方式或任何语言&lt;br /&gt;也都形容不了 记忆里的脸&lt;br /&gt;不是眷恋 不是亏欠&lt;br /&gt;我明白你要的怀念&lt;br /&gt;是我勇敢把 每一天&lt;br /&gt;当做起点&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-882968082670967691?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/882968082670967691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=882968082670967691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/882968082670967691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/882968082670967691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='起点'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2829859355782041875</id><published>2008-08-17T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:18:25.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>6 kids of tuition a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no life! Then again I got no other priorities now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2829859355782041875?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2829859355782041875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2829859355782041875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2829859355782041875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2829859355782041875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-4240139374919267443</id><published>2008-08-09T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:51:51.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>I have nvr felt more alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-4240139374919267443?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/4240139374919267443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=4240139374919267443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4240139374919267443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4240139374919267443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/08/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-873818145980048036</id><published>2008-07-17T05:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T05:36:30.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now that reality is really gonna hit (i'm starting work in a few days time), I wonder how is life going to be after graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juz came back from supper with Ivan and gosh, it's almost 0530 hrs. In a few days time, I ought to be waking up at this hour instead of going to sleep at this hour... we spoke of all kinds of things and one of it was the sickening reality of graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we ought to look forward to the next chapter of life but given all the fun and comfort for 4 years in NUS, there is a huge amount of inertia at work here. And one cannot help but wonder what's gonna happen to those grps of frens u made in uni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;U start wondering what's gonna happen to TWKs? What abt the Usual Suspects? Is it gonna be tough meeting up? Will I choose to sleep/rest over meeting up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SH5pyjreiaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cZEPaf6xcO8/s1600-h/teach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223728935088327074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SH5pyjreiaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cZEPaf6xcO8/s320/teach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about those frens whom alrdy have been somewhat neglected when I was in NUS yr 3-4 like Ivan, Kenneth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh... my family terrapin passed away just tdy and my brother was in deep sorrows. Not seen him in such a sorrowful state for a long time... so he's not juz the crude ass tt I tot him to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna teach teach teach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-873818145980048036?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/873818145980048036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=873818145980048036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/873818145980048036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/873818145980048036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/07/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SH5pyjreiaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cZEPaf6xcO8/s72-c/teach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1900878642468772818</id><published>2008-07-06T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:39:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in Love</title><content type='html'>Away at reservist for a week... Away from my frens make me feel so sianz... Cannot la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna fall in love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1900878642468772818?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1900878642468772818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1900878642468772818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1900878642468772818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1900878642468772818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/07/falling-in-love.html' title='Falling in Love'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6178229764311374636</id><published>2008-06-29T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:59:51.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Graduation ought to be a happy thing but strangely, I am feeling emo abt it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These r juz some of the pple I am so gonna miss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SGZ77SG-FhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Xug-1Wrnf8g/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216993476758869522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SGZ77SG-FhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Xug-1Wrnf8g/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6178229764311374636?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6178229764311374636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6178229764311374636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6178229764311374636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6178229764311374636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduation-emotions.html' title='Graduation Emotions'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SGZ77SG-FhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Xug-1Wrnf8g/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-9107525041799814189</id><published>2008-06-27T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T02:54:00.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honor</title><content type='html'>I did not want to go back for Arts mini bash but I felt bad coz I din manage to mit Hock and the rest at all this arts camp and since the oldies r going back, I decided to juz drag my feet to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of coz I saw my freshies of old. There was Layz, JY (alright they were not my direct freshies), there was Anhong and Doris at the helm of the house. There was Coconut and Cheng (my latest addition to my freshie list).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to do a 20 minutes dance with Coconut and Cheng. Then ah boy was overwhelmed by emotions on this being the last camp he's going to. At tt instance, I understood. It was nvr the institution (NUS), it was nvr the rara-ness, it was nvr the glory of being leaders. It has always been something simple: love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love, memories r built. At this point, no memories of bad flashed through. It was always the good and everything good was made beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmbr my school prayer back in SA ends something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That as it takes many hands to build a house&lt;br /&gt;So it takes many hearts to make a school"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, it works the other way with house being T-house. The house is juz a dummy facade with no value at all. It is only as precious as those who have been processed through it make it to be. Then I rmbr the passion of Yenghong and Anhong. And I was glad tt I recommended Anhong to take over the hse coz it really is not abt abilities but what the institution or the pple really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of Arts Camp always bring abt melancholy and I tot it wun this year but it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, though many wun read this, I'm glad to say tat I got to know so many pple thru T-hse and though I am hardly close to many of them, we know deep inside tt one time a year, we come together to do wad we ought to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Hocky, it was all because u believed in me right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we juz got to honor pple who did the right thing at the right time in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some pple r prolly gonna laugh at this coz they can nvr understand. Prolly they wun understand coz all these is not juz a matter of efforts, it has been a configuration of energy, emotions, spirit and most of all, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-9107525041799814189?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/9107525041799814189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=9107525041799814189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9107525041799814189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9107525041799814189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/06/honor.html' title='Honor'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8775253579945284372</id><published>2008-06-14T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T04:18:04.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Cities</title><content type='html'>[The Emperor] said: "It is all useless, if the last landing place can only be the infernal city, and it is there that, in ever-narrowing circles, the current is drawing us."     And Polo said: "The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension; seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Italo Calvino in "Invisible Cities"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8775253579945284372?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8775253579945284372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8775253579945284372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8775253579945284372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8775253579945284372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/06/invisible-cities.html' title='Invisible Cities'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2616619061110219133</id><published>2008-06-03T12:03:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:08:59.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformation</title><content type='html'>As I scanned through years of pictures on this birthday of mine, I am shocked at my physical transformations! Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic Year 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETDBU1UIPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OA359MUS-Ok/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207501496686747890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETDBU1UIPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OA359MUS-Ok/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Academic Year 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETDmU1UIQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jm0cWquU7ck/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207502132341907714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETDmU1UIQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jm0cWquU7ck/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now and Beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETD4U1UIRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IS-0wPiBlYc/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207502441579553042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETD4U1UIRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IS-0wPiBlYc/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETExU1UISI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vWzoqY9187Q/s1600-h/TWK+Grad+Trip+1+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207503420832096546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETExU1UISI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vWzoqY9187Q/s320/TWK+Grad+Trip+1+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETExU1UISI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vWzoqY9187Q/s1600-h/TWK+Grad+Trip+1+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETFlE1UITI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bOj5eAQ9KcM/s1600-h/TWK+Grad+Trip+1+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207504309890326834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETFlE1UITI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bOj5eAQ9KcM/s320/TWK+Grad+Trip+1+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETGQE1UIUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fSjK8Vxq0pE/s1600-h/TWK+Grad+Trip+2+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207505048624701762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETGQE1UIUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fSjK8Vxq0pE/s320/TWK+Grad+Trip+2+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just watched Sex and the City, my all time favorite drama serial made into a movie. Juz moments ago, Sheryl asked me what my birthday wishes are and that got me thinking because seriously, I never gave birthday wishes much thoughts. I think my life has generally been happy and smooth sailing. I never really had to worry about things or perhaps I dun seen troubles as worrying issues. And as these thoughts poured in, I got reminded of what something Charlotte York said in the show that generally, I am happy everyday. Not happy all day but yah, happy everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I am blessed. I am sacarstic and bitchy but my frens see it as funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my TWKs behind me anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a brother who will fight for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got crazy parents who insist on loving me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got frens whom I know who will be there for me should I need to turn to them including Layz, JJ, JY, Hockz, Ivan, Euwen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got academic results I wld have never dreamt of when I was younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got job offers even before I officially graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get to travel with frens and some pple dun even have such opportunities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got myself in a manner that I don't lose sight of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a bunch of crazy, bitchy, sarcastic yet loving much of honors classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got possibly the best supervisor for my thesis - jolly, intellectual and always encouraging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I got the best life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2616619061110219133?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2616619061110219133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2616619061110219133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2616619061110219133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2616619061110219133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/06/transformation.html' title='Transformation'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SETDBU1UIPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OA359MUS-Ok/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3333392077102624324</id><published>2008-05-27T05:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T05:18:51.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Memories of the TWK grad trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many... from Taipei to Tai CHung to Gao Xiong to Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not where to begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time then. I nid to hit the sack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3333392077102624324?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3333392077102624324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3333392077102624324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3333392077102624324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3333392077102624324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/05/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7806557750624978804</id><published>2008-04-19T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:58:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>算了</title><content type='html'>It's so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanling hates me.. no more lunches and meals and everything she give me du lan face, angsty face when i see her though i dono wad i did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7806557750624978804?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7806557750624978804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7806557750624978804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7806557750624978804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7806557750624978804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='算了'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6237152022426902721</id><published>2008-04-13T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T16:16:29.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thesis</title><content type='html'>I have finally completed my thesis and various people asked me how do I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a mixed sense of feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off writing the thesis feeling neutral about it but at the end of the day, I totally hated it. I felt I din do a good job with the methodology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I feel a sense of achievement? Well, I dono. I have written essays worth 10 000 words and the thesis is about 12 000 words. Not much difference in terms of word count but I am so much more tired n drained in writing the thesis. Donno why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6237152022426902721?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6237152022426902721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6237152022426902721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6237152022426902721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6237152022426902721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/04/thesis.html' title='Thesis'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7780417118267050927</id><published>2008-04-06T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:08:24.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical Checkup</title><content type='html'>I have been down with fever since Monday and I have seen the doctor at least 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to undergo an anal probe and trust i was yelping like MAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lucky of me indeed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7780417118267050927?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7780417118267050927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7780417118267050927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7780417118267050927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7780417118267050927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/04/medical-checkup.html' title='Medical Checkup'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1205770459880211273</id><published>2008-03-30T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:01:55.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been like a century since we (Matt, Ding and me) had a proper dinner so we went this japanese marche wannabe thingy at city hall (not cheap though).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/R--1kDPxM3I/AAAAAAAAADg/eF_eG-HuqmI/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183561327078093682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/R--1kDPxM3I/AAAAAAAAADg/eF_eG-HuqmI/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is always good catching I guess. Lots of random stuff but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/R--3izPxM4I/AAAAAAAAADo/fU290t_tmFc/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183563504626512770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/R--3izPxM4I/AAAAAAAAADo/fU290t_tmFc/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/R--3izPxM4I/AAAAAAAAADo/fU290t_tmFc/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/R--3izPxM4I/AAAAAAAAADo/fU290t_tmFc/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1205770459880211273?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1205770459880211273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1205770459880211273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1205770459880211273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1205770459880211273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/03/catching-up.html' title='Catching UP'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/R--1kDPxM3I/AAAAAAAAADg/eF_eG-HuqmI/s72-c/DSC00063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7702857986170718792</id><published>2008-03-20T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T02:30:35.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind</title><content type='html'>Why do we want to have children? To bring them into a world of suffering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat's so much on my mind now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7702857986170718792?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7702857986170718792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7702857986170718792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7702857986170718792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7702857986170718792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/03/mind.html' title='Mind'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6257676164862855991</id><published>2008-03-13T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:50:47.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Enuff</title><content type='html'>This is good enuff I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U juz cant ask for too much in life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6257676164862855991?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6257676164862855991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6257676164862855991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6257676164862855991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6257676164862855991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-enuff.html' title='Good Enuff'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8293291779611628635</id><published>2008-03-05T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:31:21.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exist at War</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when they are at war, I juz wish I dun exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sux&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8293291779611628635?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8293291779611628635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8293291779611628635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8293291779611628635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8293291779611628635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/03/exist-at-war.html' title='Exist at War'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6647928296532653359</id><published>2008-03-01T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T19:02:22.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irrational</title><content type='html'>It makes u irrational&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do things u nvr tot u wld have done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6647928296532653359?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6647928296532653359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6647928296532653359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6647928296532653359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6647928296532653359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/03/irrational.html' title='Irrational'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1064110527033076000</id><published>2008-03-01T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:17:30.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is more than a feeling...</title><content type='html'>Somebody told me tat he is getting over his past r/s. Now tat there's this other creature (I wld call it for since the creature exists in transcendental state of emotions) who seemingly likes him and he too the creature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of nobility his heart prostrates, for he said tat he dun wanna it be unfair to the creature. Yet the paradox is such that by denying the creature, he has alrdy bring into manifestation the paradigm of unfairness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO wad's it to be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the movie- Feast of Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley Thomas: Do you think love is a trick (that nature makes so that you can produce screaming babies) or do you think it's the only reason there is to this crazy dream? &lt;br /&gt;Jenny: Which do you believe? &lt;br /&gt;Bradley Thomas: The second one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember a female Christian singer (cant rmbr her name) from either Australia or New Zealand who sang in my church a couple of times and these parts of the lyrics struck me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tat your purpose in life &lt;br /&gt;is to love and be loved&lt;br /&gt;to forgive and be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;to bless and be blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. &lt;br /&gt;~ Ralph Waldo Emerson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then is love suffering? Thus to love is to suffer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is love hope? I will wanna tink tat love is an embodiment of hope for where hope lies there the people will go and we see hope in religion, in love, which perhaps explain why these things, abstract as they are will nvr cease to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love is more than juz a feeling for feelings can be toned down with time. Love is more than a feeling, it is an ability...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1064110527033076000?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1064110527033076000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1064110527033076000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1064110527033076000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1064110527033076000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-more-than-feeling.html' title='Love is more than a feeling...'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-5666115740785732317</id><published>2008-02-28T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:58:37.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Love</title><content type='html'>To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-5666115740785732317?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/5666115740785732317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=5666115740785732317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5666115740785732317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5666115740785732317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-love.html' title='Of Love'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1667637608107097478</id><published>2008-02-13T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T02:19:33.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L O V E</title><content type='html'>Initially my urban anthro guys wanted to do a paper on LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was like... it's such an abstract entity that cannot be fathomed by the human mind. I tot it's so complex for it transcends multi-dimensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I look ard and I cannot understand why pple falls 'madly' in love and go through so much emotional turmoil. I was puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked a good fren of mine thru email. I said maybe I am too self-centered to care. Maybe I am emotionally shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said (to my consolation) "but i don't think it's that you don't care... but that you don't know what you're supposed to care about, or how u're supposed to care..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I shall leave this entity in its abstraction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1667637608107097478?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1667637608107097478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1667637608107097478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1667637608107097478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1667637608107097478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/02/l-o-v-e.html' title='L O V E'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-4068962892245115516</id><published>2008-01-24T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:48:36.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chill la...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i tink i m being too indecisive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple things like proj grp mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up being stuck between 2 grps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe coz when it comes to academic work i m ok with working with anyone...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and qianfu will say 'chill la...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-4068962892245115516?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/4068962892245115516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=4068962892245115516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4068962892245115516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4068962892245115516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/01/chill-la.html' title='chill la...'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-5433037063414792867</id><published>2008-01-12T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T17:18:33.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>internship End</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my last day of internship and I left the office with mixed feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though from time to time admin work does get boring but the people there and my bubbly supervisor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kids who r working as temp staff while waiting for O Levels and A Levels results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmbr this kid who on knowing some of us were feeling the heat and were down with sore throat and stuff, made barley for all of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night, as I got home, I received an sms from another colleague of mine: (a little background, I got her a book for Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bobby, thanks for the book. Hahaha. I was quite touched. Anyway, it was nice knowing you cause I kind of look upon you as my elder bro. Amidst all the suanings, I know you're a nice guy so I SINCERELY wish you all the best for your final sem..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you are, even if it means touching one life, tat still counts for something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint it so Hocky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-5433037063414792867?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/5433037063414792867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=5433037063414792867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5433037063414792867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5433037063414792867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/01/internship-end.html' title='internship End'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3821545771513536569</id><published>2008-01-02T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:29:56.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations in Singapore</title><content type='html'>1. Nite - Sleep with air-con; Day - Bathe with heater on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Day - Cannot Wake up; Nite - Cannot Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cigarettes - Convenient to buy; not convenient to smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chewing Gum - Can Chew, Cannot buy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Smell Of rubbish besides letterboxes; Rubbish inside Letterbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Private Cars - Cheaper &amp;amp; Cheaper to Buy, harder &amp;amp; harder to Maintain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Education - Teachers teaching Less but expects students to learn More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. High-tech barbaric singaporeans - know how to use state-of-the art equipment, but dunno how to use a simple dustbin or a toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Translation is needed between Singaporean Chinese and Mainland China Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Half Sporeans rushed to buy Hello kitty, but the other half busy killing stray cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Public Bus - Half the Crowd squeeze in front section of the Bus, Second section is for Carrying Ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Oral sex has been legalised - previously it was tot that the vagina actually appreciates strawberry flavored condoms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3821545771513536569?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3821545771513536569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3821545771513536569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3821545771513536569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3821545771513536569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/01/observations-in-singapore.html' title='Observations in Singapore'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-4308975135709816012</id><published>2008-01-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:44:57.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of The New</title><content type='html'>A little late but here's the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC3204  Sociology of Education  A  &lt;br /&gt;SC4208C  Religion, Deviance and Identity  A+  &lt;br /&gt;SC4213  Qualitative Data Collection  A+  &lt;br /&gt;SC4216  Selected Topics in Law and Justice  A-  &lt;br /&gt;SC5208  Issues in Singapore Society  A-  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly best sem ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2007 has been a wonderful year and many things tat were not supposed to happen did (in a good way of coz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd come 11th Jan 2008, it will be my final sem in NUS. ANd tat's like how sad for me... sorrows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-4308975135709816012?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/4308975135709816012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=4308975135709816012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4308975135709816012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4308975135709816012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2008/01/end-of-new.html' title='The End of The New'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2976926384992241728</id><published>2007-11-22T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T17:14:46.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Just a week before, the air was still and thick with deadlines &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, the air is tensed with impeding exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is the term papers so far have been excellent I would say getting nothing short of an A thus far... not even A-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the exams will go well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2976926384992241728?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2976926384992241728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2976926384992241728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2976926384992241728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2976926384992241728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7352462164422185885</id><published>2007-10-15T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:43:25.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laments and Birthday</title><content type='html'>This sem has been the most emotionally disturbing or uneven one for me in my stint in NUS. Perhaps b'coz i was spoilt by last sem's solidarity. Even though we were rushing for deadlines but there was much enjoyment loving and chimneying down along AS1 into the late nites... editing n trying to squeeze ideas out when we were all exhausted and drained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this sem, such mutual reinforcement comes at most as trickles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I'd company last sem during this crunch time... the person was there most of the time but this sem I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just so tired to essaying and studying... wad happened to my passion to do research? Or was it merely vain curiousity tat surrounded tat 'passion'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Happy Birthday Yenghong! U've been one of my best councillors, freshies, OGL, and partner Hse i/c! I cannot for a moment imagine wad I wld do w/o yr help.. the silent but strong worker, committed and nvr a word of complain despite having arrows shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7352462164422185885?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7352462164422185885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7352462164422185885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7352462164422185885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7352462164422185885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/10/laments-and-birthday.html' title='Laments and Birthday'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6336996030556785716</id><published>2007-10-10T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T11:39:53.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essaying is a Biatch</title><content type='html'>Researching for essays is a biatch! It's tedious, draining and heartbreaking when u read certain stuff and after a while the words started coming alive and u see them swimming all around you, persistently tailing you.. when u r eating, dreaming, shitting. whereever, whateverz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the completion of 5 tedious essays and I do not mean fantasical manisfestation of my utmost creative self but of entertaining the trails of words put across by people who want to make life difficult for us by putting a massive strings of alphabets. Till the deadline it is gonna be read-write-read, read-write-read, read-write-read, read-write-read, read-write-read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive notes, I am fortunate to have taken modules under jolly professors and esp. one of them, the Jolly Old Santa is gonna bestow upon us his utmost generousity and kindness tat I have nvr tasted in my crawl in NUS: Choose 2 essays out of TEN qns for the exams! That makes things a lot easier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6336996030556785716?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6336996030556785716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6336996030556785716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6336996030556785716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6336996030556785716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/10/essaying-is-biatch.html' title='Essaying is a Biatch'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-5315475337782976967</id><published>2007-10-01T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:58:09.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes when we touch</title><content type='html'>You ask me if I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I choke on my reply&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather hurt you honestly&lt;br /&gt;Than mislead you with a lie&lt;br /&gt;And who am I to judge you&lt;br /&gt;On what you say or do?&lt;br /&gt;I'm only just beginning to see the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance and all its strategy&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me battling with my pride&lt;br /&gt;But through the insecurity &lt;br /&gt;Some tenderness survives&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another writer&lt;br /&gt;Still trapped within my truth&lt;br /&gt;A hesitant prize fighter&lt;br /&gt;Still trapped within my youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I'd like to break you &lt;br /&gt;And drive you to your knees&lt;br /&gt;At times I'd like to break through&lt;br /&gt;And hold you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I understand you &lt;br /&gt;And I know how hard you've tried&lt;br /&gt;I've watched while love commands you&lt;br /&gt;And I've watched love pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I think we're drifters&lt;br /&gt;Still searching for a friend&lt;br /&gt;A brother or a sister&lt;br /&gt;But then the passion flares again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-5315475337782976967?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/5315475337782976967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-469384996559323337</id><published>2007-09-30T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T13:39:16.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Nite</title><content type='html'>One of the worst nites ever but I was glad u guys were around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ding and Nard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-469384996559323337?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/469384996559323337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=469384996559323337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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so attica all over again... seeing those frenz whom over the years in NUS grew distance for various reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite made me feel as though I am back to year 2! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... those were the days and yes! It was great... thank God I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so so so so so so glad to be able to dance alongside with u guys once more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-4681646907387791225?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/4681646907387791225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=4681646907387791225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4681646907387791225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4681646907387791225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/09/good-nite.html' title='Good Nite'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-5127162552367128385</id><published>2007-09-21T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:39:55.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Turn it on baby'</title><content type='html'>I coooooped the following from Hock's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chonghan told me during O Week 2007 that house ics are like taps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how down or sad we may be deep down inside ourselves, when its time for action, we need to straightaway jump up and rara the houses or entire camp. Sometimes we put on a false front of laughter, craziness or a big grin, not becoz we are insincere, but becoz our job is to always brighten up the people around us. And to be professional and for the sake of our freshmen and councilors, we have to do that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that explains why there's always a special bond among us, and how we can talk heaven and earth, even after fop haha. And i cant explain it, but i m always very happy when I m with either Chongz, Bobsie, Camy, Michelle, Xiao Indu or Julie. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-5127162552367128385?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/5127162552367128385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=5127162552367128385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5127162552367128385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/5127162552367128385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/09/turn-it-on-baby.html' title='&apos;Turn it on baby&apos;'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-373136070977694757</id><published>2007-09-20T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:54:26.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Comments</title><content type='html'>I had my cybercrime test and it was DISASTROUS and COMICAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions like why do we need to have security in perspective of privacy and one of the options was sth like 'we dun wanna reveal individuals' names because they may be sensitive and get hurt'... i mean like wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great as again... dinner like these always serve to remind me of how tangible some things are and source of renewal of strength...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, sometimes it's amusing to juz observe the dressing of certain individuals. Not tat I have a great dress sense but I simply dun understand the rationale of tightly tucked in tops with a display of leather belt worn almost at the nipple line donning a school bag (yes, school bags as in those we used to carry in 1985) up to the back of yr neck. Looks something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFPBK0ik5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Y8MUMZPgEKE/s1600-h/geek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111953933545411474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFPBK0ik5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Y8MUMZPgEKE/s320/geek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! Wad a turn-on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz one or two super overdue pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFRt60ik8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/7FilxY5sjvY/s1600-h/O-Wk+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFRt60ik8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/7FilxY5sjvY/s320/O-Wk+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111956901367813058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFRAa0ik7I/AAAAAAAAADI/CnYvVJdvsxw/s1600-h/O-Wk+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFRAa0ik7I/AAAAAAAAADI/CnYvVJdvsxw/s320/O-Wk+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111956119683765170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said b4, nvr been more proud to have them assisting them thru O-wk this year esp. personal frenz of mine! U know who u r! And personally, I like these two pics the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I chanced upon this pic so I tot I might as well put it up! My macroeconomics project grp! Tat's a whole year ago! Yes, I was still fat! But tat's possibly one of the best projects I have done, no.. not in terms of grade but the fun and everything! Tai-tais! u ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFS160ik9I/AAAAAAAAADY/__8LA1ci3aY/s1600-h/O-Wk+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFS160ik9I/AAAAAAAAADY/__8LA1ci3aY/s320/O-Wk+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111958138318394322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-373136070977694757?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/373136070977694757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=373136070977694757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/373136070977694757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/373136070977694757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-comments.html' title='Random Comments'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RvFPBK0ik5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Y8MUMZPgEKE/s72-c/geek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-322043531248744208</id><published>2007-09-18T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:15:52.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Window</title><content type='html'>And I looked out of the window and I saw nothing but clouds of grey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked again searching hard and I saw a small twinkle beyond the clouds...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-322043531248744208?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/322043531248744208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=322043531248744208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/322043531248744208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/322043531248744208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/09/window.html' title='The Window'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6872848395405029153</id><published>2007-09-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:00:24.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrows</title><content type='html'>I juz spoke to one of my jc kids moments ago and it seems tat sorrows are everywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6872848395405029153?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6872848395405029153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6872848395405029153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6872848395405029153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6872848395405029153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorrows.html' title='Sorrows'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6311593689186503565</id><published>2007-09-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:31:55.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anomie</title><content type='html'>Sch started and lessons are packed! Research work to be done is piling up like never before, yet I am feeling anomie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A different kind i guess... it's no one's fault but everyone is really busy this sem somehow... I hardly have time to go chill with frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of doing readings and research, sometimes I wonder, have I lost myself? If I had been more selfish, perhaps I would have less anomic feelings... the circumstance today is often the result of yr decision yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should juz hit the gym more like last time... diversity of schedule somehow gives more things to look forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my final year, yet it aint making things rosier in the face of exciting lessons to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6311593689186503565?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6311593689186503565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6311593689186503565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6311593689186503565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6311593689186503565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/09/anomie.html' title='Anomie'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8343805111384588981</id><published>2007-09-04T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T01:03:38.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to a tag</title><content type='html'>1. (the person who tagged you is) - patrick the nua tang&lt;br /&gt;2. (your relationship with him/her is) - we were friends since i was hse i/c  for o-week for the first time (albeit not tat close then)&lt;br /&gt;3. (5 impressions you have of him/her) - chill, nua, chill, easy-going, nua&lt;br /&gt;4. (the most memorable thing he/she has done for you) - stayovers?&lt;br /&gt;5. (the most memorable words he/she has said to you) - Chill la...&lt;br /&gt;6. (if he/she becomes your lover, you will) - my penis will shrink by half!&lt;br /&gt;7. (if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be) - to convince fu-sao to really marry him &lt;br /&gt;8. (if he/she becomes your enemy, you will) - not do grp work with him! PUI!&lt;br /&gt;9. (if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be) - he tries to rape me&lt;br /&gt;10. (the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is) - to slap him out of chillness&lt;br /&gt;11. (your overall impression of him/her is) - chill leh.. got so much time.. chill la..&lt;br /&gt;12. (how you think people around you will feel about you) - frankly i dun really care&lt;br /&gt;13. (the characteristic you love about yourself is) - well... I am smart! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;14. (the characteristic you hate about yourself is) - too much pride!&lt;br /&gt;15. (the most ideal person you want to be is) - to be who I am&lt;br /&gt;16. (for people that care and like you, say something to them) - HUAT AH!&lt;br /&gt;17. (pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you) - not doing tat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8343805111384588981?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8343805111384588981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8343805111384588981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8343805111384588981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8343805111384588981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/09/response-to-tag.html' title='Response to a tag'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6175736658975669491</id><published>2007-08-26T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:40:08.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>Dun like pang seh-ers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no validity! Pui!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6175736658975669491?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6175736658975669491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6175736658975669491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6175736658975669491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6175736658975669491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/08/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1207519964107695836</id><published>2007-08-12T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:06:39.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O-Week!</title><content type='html'>I left o-week yesterday with mixed emotions, very very mixed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 4th and last o-week! My first as a freshie and thrice as house i/c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember my virgin o-week then. It was not too bad but not as fun. My house was not the loud one back then. It was relatively quiet and I remember that back then, my arts camp OG had to be splitted up to 2 grps for o-week. I had different OGLs and councillors for arts camp and o-week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I was asked to be house i/c at the end of my yr 1 by Hock, I told myself, I wun allow those things to happen to my freshies and year after year, I have done my best to keep the entire arts camp OGs together for o-week, doing my best to try to keep the same councillors. My freshies dun have to go thru that I went through. Not that it was bad but that the fun could have been better maximized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so T-house was given the best house once more! On that note, I could not help but glow with pride. And I think I have really grown attached to T-house. I was telling Euwen about that, and he told me, 'T-hse' is an abstract entity, perhaps it is the people I have grown attached to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, it may be true that I have grown attached to the people, I have also grown attached to the structure and identity of the house. Perhaps, it is because the T-hse today is a built-up from 3 years ago and I could see my labour, sweat and frenships in it that makes me feel a special bond towards T-house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me if I would have gone another house if given a choice all over again, the answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as a freshie, when I was in A house, I wished I was in T-house, the T-house then under Clement was possibly the most fun and rara house or so it seemed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I walked away with sadness on knowing I will not come back anymore since I m graduating in a couple of months. Time flies and I can still remember the scene of queueing at MPSH, getting my 1st laptop, matriculating as a freshie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make frenz, tons of them as we go along in our journey in NUS. But there's only one of us, and it is hard to give equal attention to them. But orientations like this somehow bring us all back together, reminding us, that your frenz r still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have said this many times and I still wanna say this, I am in deepest gratitude to Eric and Amy who had no intentions on coming back but yet came to help. To my dearest OGLs, Qianfu, Anhong, Doris, Chingfeng and Yenghong, who have given their best efforts beyond measure. Excellent is beneath them. The house could have ran well even without me! All my freshie councillors who always complain that I never thank them but deep inside, I know these guys could have well chosen to stay home to do bidding or come as a fresh freshie but yet they chose to come as councillors to help. Of coz, my freshies w/o whom o-week would have lost its meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my personal frenz who have remained close till these day! Wanling, Qianfu, Layz, JJ, Jingyi, Wenhui! These people, though some of them were busy with rag, had their spirits so poured in! I could feel it despite some of their physical absence! I am truly touched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my fellow house i/cs, Ben you have learnt and grown a lot and tat's excellent! Hocky, my president of 26th M.C. and personal fren whom sometimes sit puzzled with me at the occurances of certain phenomenon. Chongz, whom I have been acquainted with since jc years, and wakeboarding kahki: I am glad to have worked with you 1 last time as hse ic. Chang Ningz, who was my 26th M.C, deputy publicity director... it was woah, working with you and of course Michelle, I really enjoyed talking to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dear P.D and DPDs, o-week is over and we ended off well despite hiccups! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to frenz of other houses (actually mainly from S-house): Leon, Carol, Jingheng, Bit.. u guys have cheered me more considerably in the midst of my physical tiredness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the frenship burn forevermore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1207519964107695836?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1207519964107695836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1207519964107695836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1207519964107695836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1207519964107695836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-week.html' title='O-Week!'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7576786100151290539</id><published>2007-07-25T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:04:34.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Chalet</title><content type='html'>I was expecting like about 30+ people to turn up for the T house chalet but in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 50+! How cool rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-week looks set to be great! Nuff said.. here's some of the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZbD6jMbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IA0DdbbSA2s/s1600-h/House.JPg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZbD6jMbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IA0DdbbSA2s/s320/House.JPg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090995487719502258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZbj6jMcI/AAAAAAAAACY/2qHYXtfy5P8/s1600-h/IMG_1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZbj6jMcI/AAAAAAAAACY/2qHYXtfy5P8/s320/IMG_1572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090995496309436866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZcT6jMdI/AAAAAAAAACg/gSvTQF5UWCg/s1600-h/IMG_1577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZcT6jMdI/AAAAAAAAACg/gSvTQF5UWCg/s320/IMG_1577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090995509194338770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZcz6jMeI/AAAAAAAAACo/kJtv_w7dpaE/s1600-h/IMG_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZcz6jMeI/AAAAAAAAACo/kJtv_w7dpaE/s320/IMG_1600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090995517784273378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZdT6jMfI/AAAAAAAAACw/lM3pOuvHh1E/s1600-h/IMG_1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZdT6jMfI/AAAAAAAAACw/lM3pOuvHh1E/s320/IMG_1605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090995526374207986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7576786100151290539?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7576786100151290539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7576786100151290539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7576786100151290539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7576786100151290539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/07/house-chalet.html' title='House Chalet'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqbZbD6jMbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IA0DdbbSA2s/s72-c/House.JPg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2790333270306823554</id><published>2007-07-22T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T02:56:23.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Camp ... C&amp;C</title><content type='html'>Pre-camp was well... I had only like 10 councillors turning up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea wad happened man... looks like I am really short of manpower but God is kind... I bumped into pple on the streets and I ask them to come help me for o-week and WALLA! They agreed! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long long time, I actually met Wanz for dinner in town with Fuz and of coz C&amp;C later on to find Fu-sao and CUiz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool cool Cool! Here's some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJVqG06nlI/AAAAAAAAABo/tTZSVUm5kwg/s1600-h/M21-07-07_22.06_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJVqG06nlI/AAAAAAAAABo/tTZSVUm5kwg/s320/M21-07-07_22.06_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089724710757506642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJV5G06nmI/AAAAAAAAABw/DXq-8iBiq2Q/s1600-h/M21-07-07_22.10_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJV5G06nmI/AAAAAAAAABw/DXq-8iBiq2Q/s320/M21-07-07_22.10_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089724968455544418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJWXW06nnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8xNEg4INGKQ/s1600-h/P21-07-07_22.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJWXW06nnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8xNEg4INGKQ/s320/P21-07-07_22.03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089725488146587250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJWh206noI/AAAAAAAAACA/sdeQ6gMv6d4/s1600-h/P21-07-07_22.04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJWh206noI/AAAAAAAAACA/sdeQ6gMv6d4/s320/P21-07-07_22.04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089725668535213698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJWvG06npI/AAAAAAAAACI/re02RSHT78s/s1600-h/P21-07-07_22.05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJWvG06npI/AAAAAAAAACI/re02RSHT78s/s320/P21-07-07_22.05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089725896168480402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2790333270306823554?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2790333270306823554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2790333270306823554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2790333270306823554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2790333270306823554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/07/pre-camp-c.html' title='Pre Camp ... C&amp;C'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RqJVqG06nlI/AAAAAAAAABo/tTZSVUm5kwg/s72-c/M21-07-07_22.06_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7723359693878473265</id><published>2007-07-15T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:02:54.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading the Letter</title><content type='html'>I received an email... a response to what I sent out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is tat I felt heart-wrenched on reading it despite knowing there's nothing much I can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I know wad I'm supposed to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7723359693878473265?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7723359693878473265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7723359693878473265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7723359693878473265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7723359693878473265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/07/reading-letter.html' title='Reading the Letter'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6544947944557338351</id><published>2007-07-11T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:37:36.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>I have been blog-surfing and it suddenly dawned on me tat after every arts camp or orientation, where spirits r uplifted, words of emotions, joy and everything else start pouring in... to the extent tat u can feel the mood of the event in the blog itself... me included as I read my old blogposts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly realised, how issit tat somehow the excitement level about our everyday life is such a far cry from these blogs? It's quite sorrowful sometimes and even when there r joyous events, it does not seem as joyful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because we take our frenz for granted? Given that they r almost always there during the school term, that no longer do we feel excited about meeting them... chilling over a cup of coffee and such? Me included. I read my blogs of yesteryears pertaining to orientation periods. Filled with excitement but wad about those times I spent chilling with Wan, Sheryl and Fu? The madness of rushing sexuality essays into the nite w/o sleep but yet, squeezing wad joy we could find in those wee hours, feeding mosquitoes along AS1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about those times when I spent time with Layz, JJ, Ghandi doing arts club projects, struggling, feeling tired yet it bonded us more... Somehow we dun blog about such events as excitedly... Good things come and they will pass in transcient but entities like close frenz stay forever (almost). Good things like orientation, the cheering, the madness all but serve as fond memories for me to look back to, smile as I think back, laughther when we talk about it but years down the road, it is those frenz who r gonna stay with u and see u thru... yet we r hardly excited about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or issit tat I'm simply being a pessimist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6544947944557338351?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6544947944557338351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6544947944557338351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6544947944557338351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6544947944557338351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-been-blog-surfing-and-it.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8452706591317241187</id><published>2007-07-09T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:38:05.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates! Like finally!</title><content type='html'>Updates! Everyone is asking me for updates! Here u go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's birthday aint as spectacular as last yr I think but still it was GREAT! I tink it's correlated to age.. at this point in time, somehow birthday juz dun intrigued u tat much (at least for me).. it's juz another day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to thank the following pple for bothering to text me birthday greetings (though some were DAMN late!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hocky, always my president, past present n future!&lt;br /&gt;Yenghong, the crazy optimist!&lt;br /&gt;DK, who bothered despite the drama!&lt;br /&gt;Sebestian&lt;br /&gt;Cuiqin, who to my shock got attached 2 weeks + back&lt;br /&gt;Freddy, a server at St James, whom I remotely knew)&lt;br /&gt;JJ, who did me some good with her little birthday song&lt;br /&gt;Yuyan, whom I was quite surprised to hear from :)&lt;br /&gt;Tor Yuan, part of my AHM training team&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy, whom I had to constantly remind&lt;br /&gt;Layz, who sent me an mms, super act cute but heartwarming nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;Syndrome, who sent me a syndromic msg (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan, whom will be slaughtered if he dares forget&lt;br /&gt;Xiaofen, whom I was half-expecting to 4get?&lt;br /&gt;Chongz, my wake-board brrrrrrooooz&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl, my clubbing entity&lt;br /&gt;Marilee, with loads of smiles&lt;br /&gt;Gina Goh, who ACTUALLY REMEMBERED?&lt;br /&gt;Euwen, the scatteredbrain princess&lt;br /&gt;Xin-xin, my fellow freshie when we were in yr 1 - Funis ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;Ghandi, who had to remind me I am halfway thru my 20s&lt;br /&gt;Qianqian, who also had to remind me tat I am cat Y now&lt;br /&gt;Wanwan, my darling girl&lt;br /&gt;Charz of coz who called to sing me the birthday song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to orientation, pple asked if I really wanted to be hse ic: on one hand, yes because of my attachment towards T hse, yet on the another no simply because I nvr had the chance to scream and go mad with frenz who really matter simply coz I have been hse ic since I ended my life as a freshie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to these special frenz, thanks for somehow giving me a lift at appropriate times and how glad I was when I saw T hse rising up on sentosa nite.. such gratifications, hard to imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tat sch is starting, I m having mixed feelings. Looking forward to it because life revolves ard sch and frenz and the hols is f***ing boring, on the other hand, I know this is my final year and tat's kinda sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's scary to see how time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cld still remember matriculating at MPSH after my 1st Arts Camp, buying my 1st laptop with Anthony being my guarantor... Then mugging in the library every evening to Hock asking me to be hse ic, trusting tat I would do the job despite doubts from seniors to running for 26th MC with the Hai Dais and Hock, to witnessing the displeasure and tension in the comm and yet the love the comm had for each other to going on being yr 3 struggling with research papers and opening up more to others to where I am today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sorrows of time and tide...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8452706591317241187?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8452706591317241187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8452706591317241187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8452706591317241187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8452706591317241187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates-everyone-is-asking-me-for.html' title='Updates! Like finally!'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-1012789881551225881</id><published>2007-05-29T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:55:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idealism vs Realism (Sentosa)</title><content type='html'>Teenage years: Still idealistic! Everyone's a fren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army u realised, there r assholes everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshmen year the innocent idealism creeps back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u realised tat really some of the frenz u made in NUS whom u tink u r close to will juz remain as sch frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went sentosa with Jeremy, Fuz and of all pple LAYZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the pics: U can get it from here Loh Layz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rlw81V6sBUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8klNBvI-2W0/s1600-h/Family+HK+Pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rlw81V6sBUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8klNBvI-2W0/s320/Family+HK+Pics+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069994167626368322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rlw97F6sBVI/AAAAAAAAABY/XGg1QqFMfAE/s1600-h/Family+HK+Pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rlw97F6sBVI/AAAAAAAAABY/XGg1QqFMfAE/s320/Family+HK+Pics+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069995365922243922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rlw-sF6sBWI/AAAAAAAAABg/FNnrHdjBFP8/s1600-h/Family+HK+Pics+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rlw-sF6sBWI/AAAAAAAAABg/FNnrHdjBFP8/s320/Family+HK+Pics+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069996207735833954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-1012789881551225881?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/1012789881551225881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=1012789881551225881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1012789881551225881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/1012789881551225881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/idealism-vs-realism-sentosa.html' title='Idealism vs Realism (Sentosa)'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rlw81V6sBUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8klNBvI-2W0/s72-c/Family+HK+Pics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8358016248759775919</id><published>2007-05-26T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:01:19.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results and Party</title><content type='html'>I realised I kinda outgrown parties? I dono...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are out and I got the same cap AGAIN for the 4th sem consecutively! I mean I should either drop so I can feel the sorrows and increase to feel the joy but maintaining makes my results BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, if u wanna know, I got 4.5 this sem with 2 A+s, so by logical deduction, u shld be able to guess the rest! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHilLl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8358016248759775919?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8358016248759775919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8358016248759775919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8358016248759775919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8358016248759775919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/results-and-party.html' title='Results and Party'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-6372984639036420817</id><published>2007-05-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:47:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haps?</title><content type='html'>TO TWKs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally dun feel chill or haps now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is totally cuiz! sorrows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-6372984639036420817?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/6372984639036420817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=6372984639036420817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6372984639036420817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/6372984639036420817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/haps.html' title='Haps?'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8788040586324342538</id><published>2007-05-20T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:38:44.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penetrated</title><content type='html'>And so, he entered me through my ass with the syringe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I felt good as the virus wane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think penetration is the best way out of potent stomach viruses?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8788040586324342538?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8788040586324342538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8788040586324342538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8788040586324342538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8788040586324342538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/penetrated.html' title='Penetrated'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7553176226577829179</id><published>2007-05-16T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T01:08:01.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration!</title><content type='html'>I decided to celebrate and congratulate myself on losing weight over the past yr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud of myself! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was me when i was in MC: a good 88 KG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RknmH12P7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4r0OGHOOaEI/s1600-h/DSC_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RknmH12P7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4r0OGHOOaEI/s320/DSC_0775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064832278342921618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RknmXV2P7aI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mtp8QT7o6R0/s1600-h/Fatme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RknmXV2P7aI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mtp8QT7o6R0/s320/Fatme.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064832544630893986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was last December after stepping down at about 85 KG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-&lt;br /&gt;gx0/Rknmn12P7bI/AAAAAAAAABA/jjJBXN7EOng/s1600-h/me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rknmn12P7bI/AAAAAAAAABA/jjJBXN7EOng/s320/me2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064832828098735538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was in Feb at about 76kg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rknn4V2P7cI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZpIqFgsINiE/s1600-h/HongKong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/Rknn4V2P7cI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZpIqFgsINiE/s320/HongKong2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064834211078204866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The me now at 72kg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7553176226577829179?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7553176226577829179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7553176226577829179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7553176226577829179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7553176226577829179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/celebration.html' title='Celebration!'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RknmH12P7ZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4r0OGHOOaEI/s72-c/DSC_0775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-672634584815403158</id><published>2007-05-12T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:02:33.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHM</title><content type='html'>Ok! This yr I am very determined to do the full AHM! I did 10km last yr only with Amy, Amy's fren, Jeremy and Yenghong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coz I had the honor of Jingheng and JJ joining me but alas I only saw them at the beginning and the end (coz they ran to M.Square for breakfast or something)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did the first run earlier at ECP with Jeremy.. not much.. prolly did only abt 8km for a start but it's cool running along ECP.. the salt, the seabreeze, the sand, and of coz the charcoals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RkSvnF2P7YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7RYyh8CdS-M/s1600-h/Hunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RkSvnF2P7YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7RYyh8CdS-M/s320/Hunk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063364967190752642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can I look like this after everything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-672634584815403158?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/672634584815403158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=672634584815403158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/672634584815403158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/672634584815403158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahm.html' title='AHM'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/RkSvnF2P7YI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7RYyh8CdS-M/s72-c/Hunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-9156849853804422037</id><published>2007-05-11T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:40:32.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal</title><content type='html'>Ripped this off Hock's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=ejvevRLQojHEyWn-HO-CADAA-54df"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Personal Dna Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-9156849853804422037?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/9156849853804422037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=9156849853804422037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9156849853804422037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9156849853804422037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/personal.html' title='Personal'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3803971578651136049</id><published>2007-05-09T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T03:27:53.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chummy Life</title><content type='html'>Can life ever be tat chummy? Like u know... always laughing and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink we all need entropy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too structured. U cannot even fart as u wish... u got to do it discretely somehow, converting the qualitative nature of yr fart from one form to another... from the jinglely farts to the form that makes its presence known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And loads of my frenz and myself r hitting the quarter of the century old alrdy... age is catching up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Haidais, go rerun 28th la! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3803971578651136049?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3803971578651136049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3803971578651136049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3803971578651136049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3803971578651136049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/chummy-life.html' title='A Chummy Life'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-9131319612351202955</id><published>2007-05-08T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T01:50:06.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Dono why.. even though I am not graduating I am getting this sense of nostalgia when I see my frenz graduating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charz, Mish, Lihui, Euwen etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more canteen lunches... No more talking cock in school... No more wadeverz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-9131319612351202955?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/9131319612351202955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=9131319612351202955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9131319612351202955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/9131319612351202955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-7431872495515130771</id><published>2007-05-07T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T01:46:30.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Availability</title><content type='html'>No one seems to be available for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-7431872495515130771?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/7431872495515130771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=7431872495515130771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7431872495515130771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/7431872495515130771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/availability.html' title='Availability'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-4478713249659249748</id><published>2007-05-04T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T03:22:41.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds and ...</title><content type='html'>Gloomy clouds came by&lt;br /&gt;Then they came&lt;br /&gt;Return again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they are gone &lt;br /&gt;Am I truly free&lt;br /&gt;Or am I bounded even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by C&amp;C earlier to get a glimpse of the legendary beauty&lt;br /&gt;So I did... Saw the beauty&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw another playing with balls&lt;br /&gt;All of them asked me to give them wad it takes to suckle on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad a day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-4478713249659249748?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/4478713249659249748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=4478713249659249748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4478713249659249748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4478713249659249748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/05/clouds-and.html' title='Clouds and ...'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-4425425291060829477</id><published>2007-04-28T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T02:03:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy Land</title><content type='html'>Awaiting the sexuality paper.. tough paper and for the 1st time, I am gonna take a soci paper that's not essay-based!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crisis! It's gonna be strutured and tat sux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was in 'holy land' early on... feeling so santified! yea rite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-4425425291060829477?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/4425425291060829477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=4425425291060829477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4425425291060829477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/4425425291060829477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/04/holy-land.html' title='The Holy Land'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-345054085052210128</id><published>2007-04-21T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T02:02:21.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to...</title><content type='html'>I want to not worry&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep in piece&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop doing readings&lt;br /&gt;I want to read my books&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep for long long hours&lt;br /&gt;I want to chill out&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch lots of shows&lt;br /&gt;I want to go for gym classes&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat good food&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out with Joy, Xin and Jonny&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet Caveman&lt;br /&gt;I want to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list just goes on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-345054085052210128?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/345054085052210128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=345054085052210128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/345054085052210128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/345054085052210128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-want-to.html' title='I want to...'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2739773370843372157</id><published>2007-04-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:11:54.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incessant</title><content type='html'>incessant jeerings?&lt;br /&gt;nature twice over&lt;br /&gt;is it all rearing&lt;br /&gt;seems like never&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2739773370843372157?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2739773370843372157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2739773370843372157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2739773370843372157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2739773370843372157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/04/incessant.html' title='Incessant'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3875165636282720347</id><published>2007-04-13T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:17:35.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Exams is hitting me hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeated touches of fidelity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3875165636282720347?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3875165636282720347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3875165636282720347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3875165636282720347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3875165636282720347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-3379198461598049778</id><published>2007-03-30T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T01:20:34.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B I A T C H</title><content type='html'>How does it feel when your partner pass you his/her part of the essay that appears to be just a mere regurgitation of texts with ZERO analysis and says to you over msn "Good luck. Bye!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-3379198461598049778?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/3379198461598049778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=3379198461598049778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3379198461598049778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/3379198461598049778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/03/b-i-t-c-h.html' title='B I A T C H'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-8150544700597717286</id><published>2007-02-25T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:50:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Drink Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I should eat and drink, only in order to hunger and thirst again, and eat and drink, merely until the open grave under my feet swallows me up as a meal for the earth? Should I create more beings like myself, so that they can eat and drink and die, and so they can leave behind beings of their own, so that they can do the same as I have already done? What is the point of this continual, self-contained and ever-returning circle, this repetitive game that always starts again in the same way, in which everything is, in order to fade away, and fades away, only in order to return again as it was - this monster, continually devouring itself in order to reproduce itself, and reproduce itself, in order to devour itself?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Johann Gottlieb Fichte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-8150544700597717286?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/8150544700597717286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=8150544700597717286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8150544700597717286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/8150544700597717286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-should-eat-and-drink-only-in-order-to.html' title='Eat Drink Die'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2146347194046197501</id><published>2007-02-22T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:01:05.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Shall Deliver Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I lock my door upon myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And bar them out; but who shall wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Self from myself, most loathed of all?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               - Christina Rossetti, "Who Shall Deliver Me?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2146347194046197501?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2146347194046197501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2146347194046197501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2146347194046197501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2146347194046197501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-shall-deliver-me.html' title='Who Shall Deliver Me'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-2394630547158190392</id><published>2007-02-12T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T03:59:19.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute</title><content type='html'>Someone thinks I'm cute! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-2394630547158190392?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/2394630547158190392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=2394630547158190392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2394630547158190392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/2394630547158190392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/02/cute.html' title='Cute'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-117017848818497938</id><published>2007-01-31T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:34:48.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teething Politics</title><content type='html'>I spent 4 hrs having my tooth DRILLED for canal treatment and it is hurting like ____ now! Arghz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began with me having 4 teeth treated beacuse of the blading incident sometime back. So I kinda decided to do at NDC but well, Kenneth who is like undergraduating with Dentistry asked me to let him treat coz he needed patients. So being the kind me, I agreed. So he did 2 of my 4 teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... then two of his frenz needed patients too. Let's call them L and B. I was really reluctant to do it but have to give him some face and so I agreed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when L did it... there was a complication in that she drilled too much or something! Basically she drilled what she was not supposed to drill. And tdy, I had B to treat my remaining tooth and it's OUCH OUCH OUCH! All the filing and insertion of files and god knows wad... as if tat's not bad enough, they have to burn dono wad off by heating up some metal thingy b4 sticking it into the canal! Woah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat aside, I kinda expected some degree of uncomfort. But the thing tat made me most uncomfortable was that when B's assistant had to tend to some patient, so L took over for a while and she made snide remarks about Kenneth who actually helped her get patients. Gosh! Teething politics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hear of stories of people who just want to rip value off people... What's wrong with people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised something, I hate loaded apologies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-117017848818497938?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/117017848818497938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=117017848818497938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/117017848818497938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/117017848818497938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/01/teething-politics.html' title='Teething Politics'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-116785723119472573</id><published>2007-01-04T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T04:47:11.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zouked!</title><content type='html'>Juz got back from Zouk and tdy's one of the rare moments that there's relatively lesser people ard! I cld actually dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how many bottles of Chivas they opened! Super seh now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied a fren there who happened to be gay! Some other gay guy flirted with him and then his boyfren was pissed with my fren and tried to pick a fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More China/HK updates later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, it is off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-116785723119472573?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/116785723119472573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=116785723119472573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116785723119472573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116785723119472573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2007/01/zouked.html' title='Zouked!'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-116672865264271843</id><published>2006-12-22T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T03:22:55.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNIS!</title><content type='html'>Had a great time at Funis even though the gathering was small but nonetheless fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics! Guess the pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/1600/886891/IMG_1335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/320/713143/IMG_1335.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh whose hair is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/1600/318522/IMG_1338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/320/865014/IMG_1338.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose beautiful eye? No worries, the other eye's a beauty too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/1600/147480/IMG_1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/320/182885/IMG_1340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose side? This is an easy one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/1600/342619/IMG_1342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1647/516/320/509970/IMG_1342.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! Whose breasts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-116672865264271843?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/116672865264271843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=116672865264271843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116672865264271843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116672865264271843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2006/12/funis.html' title='FUNIS!'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-116612733775162389</id><published>2006-12-15T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T04:15:37.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rape</title><content type='html'>Cycling to ECP for a drink with a fren and then cycling back is no joke esp. after I haven cycled in ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are sore. My ass hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I have been raped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-116612733775162389?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/116612733775162389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=116612733775162389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116612733775162389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116612733775162389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2006/12/rape.html' title='The Rape'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-116564130226016323</id><published>2006-12-09T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:15:02.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Time...</title><content type='html'>It has been YEARS since I updated and since exams were just over yesterday, I thought I will inject some life into this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I have yet to bitch about HK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew there in the middle of my semester to catch M.Carey's concert and GUESS WAD? IT GOT CANCELLED! BRAVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next! I had disgusting MACROeconomics exam paper which technically is to the point of impossible fulfilment of requrements! Disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I haven seen my MC pple in years! How I miss them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next sem is my 6th sem in NUS!!!!!! So fast! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-116564130226016323?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/116564130226016323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=116564130226016323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116564130226016323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116564130226016323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-time.html' title='A Long Time...'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-116155526857792816</id><published>2006-10-23T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T06:14:28.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yayness</title><content type='html'>Happy Day because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My relative said that I have got beautiful eyes and nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She said I will get more and more charming as I aged especially when I hit my thirties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tat's some consolation for the 'chao lau' face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all in all... Yayness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-116155526857792816?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/116155526857792816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=116155526857792816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116155526857792816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116155526857792816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2006/10/yayness.html' title='Yayness'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952454.post-116119906434470300</id><published>2006-10-19T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T03:17:44.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e Beauty of Love</title><content type='html'>When you were a teenager, you had crushes... you had pimples... you had crushed pimples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tat you are still schooling at college, you meet sluts... you meet political people... you meet political sluts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haze is bad... but gloomy days are often brightened by lights of love... passion... and beauty... all nudged into one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When 2 become 1 snuggling into each other&lt;br /&gt;When the world becomes oblivous&lt;br /&gt;When the universe is juz 2 persons&lt;br /&gt;When 2 can show the world wad love means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh such beauty...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7952454-116119906434470300?l=bobstasy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/feeds/116119906434470300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7952454&amp;postID=116119906434470300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116119906434470300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7952454/posts/default/116119906434470300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobstasy.blogspot.com/2006/10/e-beauty-of-love.html' title='e Beauty of Love'/><author><name>Boooooby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16051740695465550288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONEMKBe-gx0/SKg_lOR65sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XwmwWzKti_0/S220/Best+me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
