<?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-15042401</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:44:43.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn's Textbook of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>"If there is any one secret of success, it lies in the ability to get the other person's point of view and see things from that person's angle as well as from your own." 
Henry Ford</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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remain fallen?&lt;br /&gt;Wei Wen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-8775427278033790009?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8775427278033790009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=8775427278033790009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8775427278033790009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8775427278033790009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2008/03/darkness.html' title='Darkness'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-972320160690338349</id><published>2007-06-17T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T17:19:10.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you really be there?</title><content type='html'>Title: Would You Be There&lt;br /&gt;Singer: Redwan Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were blue; would you be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;And whisper in my ear that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand by me; let me hold you tight.&lt;br /&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel good; will you slow dance with me.&lt;br /&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care.&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you run with me;&lt;br /&gt;and never look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true.&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one&lt;br /&gt;To take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true,&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one&lt;br /&gt;To take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm away, would you still think of me?&lt;br /&gt;And wish that you could hold me now&lt;br /&gt;But would you die for me&lt;br /&gt;Would you run with me all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true.&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one&lt;br /&gt;To take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;To kiss my pain away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one&lt;br /&gt;To take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true.&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;To kiss my pain away&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-972320160690338349?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/972320160690338349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-1001888938547317612</id><published>2007-06-17T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T04:30:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad sad day</title><content type='html'>Today is a sad and devastating day..its so sad that nobody will ever understand..maybe i will never be happy ever again..shall see then..its a sick sad world..or maybe its me thats sick..sick sad me...:-( :-( :-( :-( :-( :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-1001888938547317612?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1001888938547317612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>New Jobby!!</title><content type='html'>Gotta new job! Thought I gonna rot through the rest of the holidays but who knows, 2 days after I quitted, I got a job! Got this through some strings pulled by Queenie through her agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at CitiBank at Milenia Tower, doing some data entry job. Basically staring at the documents and the monitor the entire day. This is my 2nd Office admin job. Never really like an office job, the last and 1st I had was 4 years back before enlisting, at MOE, god, that was boring. This current one is still okay..well who knows, I'm only on the 2nd day. They only need me till end of June. Not to long on a boring job, not too short also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is great, cuz I had initially planned to slack my entire July away till sem starts in Aug. So I can think and plan carefully what modules to take next sem and my timetable so as to not screw up my CAP. Its sickening that 1 mod taken wrongly, will cause the entire downfall of the semester's result. Like Yr 1 Sem 1, my Japanese Lang C+ caused me shit. Yr 2 Sem, my law mod got a C, caused my CAP to drop. NOW Yr 3 Sem 1, I'm not going to allow that to happen one more time. NO WAY!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-2148782029893337343?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2148782029893337343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=2148782029893337343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/2148782029893337343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/2148782029893337343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-jobby.html' title='New Jobby!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-5179581033256438012</id><published>2007-06-11T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:26:41.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work sucks</title><content type='html'>I resigned from my promoter job..Disgusted by people at the workplace...Dumb managment who knows nuts and like to order people to do this and that, brainless...c'mon..if i were years older and is in their job, I would have been their bosses already for god sake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues are dumb too...I wouldnt even call them colleagues, we are employed by different bosses and it just so happened that we are working at the place. So wada the fuck..don't act like you are my boss...I think basically those guys are losers enough to be stuck in Carrefour PS, in this small little appliance dept for years. Step out into the world to have a glimpse, and realised that you are nothing. This is a place where no rational sales persons would wanna set foot on, once there, everyone knows you are condemned..thatz why only part timers go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling just sucks, to have dumb people on top of you, telling you to do things. They are not even more educated than you, they might not even be smarter than you, they might not even be more experienced than you in the line...And the only reason they are on top of you is they just thought they are..In fact, they are nothing..nothing more than peanuts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-5179581033256438012?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5179581033256438012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=5179581033256438012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/5179581033256438012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/5179581033256438012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/06/work-sucks.html' title='Work sucks'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-216414562321655960</id><published>2007-05-29T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:14:19.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressssultssssss are OUT!</title><content type='html'>Alright, results are finally out on Sat. Heaves a sigh of relief...Not quite what I expected, I had expected it to suck big time, but guess im wrong this time. This semester results is by far the best outta my 4 Sems in NUS. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL3241 Personality and Individual Differences -- A&lt;br /&gt;PL3239 Industrial and Org Psy ----------------- B+&lt;br /&gt;PL2132 Statistics 2 ----------------------------- B+&lt;br /&gt;PL3234 Developmental Psy --------------------  B&lt;br /&gt;GEK1519 Sci of Music --------------------------  B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAP: 3.61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoooowhoooooo....my CAP improve after suffering a drop last sem. It finally crossed the 3.5 mark, finally in the 2nd lower region. Hadnt expected my IO psy to get B+, I screwed up one of the two exams qns, answering totally different stuff. Hmm...my 2nd qn must have scored quite well. If only I didnt screw my qn 1, there should be at least an A-. lolx.. Expected Stats to get and A but ended up with B+ instead. Sci of Music got B+, all thanks to dear Queenie...if she hadnt helped me with the MIDI project, I think im screwed!!!! Thanks a million Queenie! I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this just means that I gotta work doubly hard next sem to maintain that CAP, and triply hard to improve that CAP... hohoho! Way to Go!!!!!! Looking at it from Sem 1, it has really come a long way, from 3.40 to 3.45 dropped to 3.43 to currently 3.61...Phew!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-216414562321655960?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/216414562321655960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=216414562321655960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/216414562321655960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/216414562321655960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/ressssultssssss-are-out.html' title='Ressssultssssss are OUT!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-7908836569695494488</id><published>2007-05-23T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T02:35:19.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasssup with life these days??</title><content type='html'>Well..working for the 3rd wk now...sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work suck...&lt;br /&gt;Sales suck...&lt;br /&gt;Some People at work suck...&lt;br /&gt;Results releasing this Sat morning...it gonna suck too I guess, it all comes in a package...&lt;br /&gt;Thats close to everything already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been exercising a hell lot since the vacations...lost 3kgs already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is Shawn's graduation ceremony at SP. Im invited, so its my off day tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterss....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-7908836569695494488?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7908836569695494488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=7908836569695494488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/7908836569695494488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/7908836569695494488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/wasssup-with-life-these-days.html' title='Wasssup with life these days??'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-383654240564550699</id><published>2007-05-09T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T01:05:06.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitty day....Shitty days....</title><content type='html'>These 2 days have been leading a healthy lifestyle. Yesterday afternoon went swimming with Queenie ger..At night went to play soccer and today went for a 3km run....And the result, whole body muscle ache after being laidback for more than half the semester without exercising. Have not clear my IPPT for this year, got to clear it before Sep, got to book before school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is actually quite a shitty day..Shitty in the morning...Shitting in the evening...Full of Shit..reallly...shit happens all the time but when shit happens on you, it makes you feel worse. I guess I cleared most part of the shit, but still ended up feeling shitty. Life still goes on with or without shit. Who would really give a shit to what happen to you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do one value as important in their lives? Family? Friends? Love? Money? Career? These beliefs and values form up a certain hirerachy of principles in which one guides his life with. Which is more important than which? Which can be sacrificed at the expense of another in times of dilemma. If one is very clear of what he values most in life, there will never be a conflict of interest. If family is of top concern, it supercedes everything else, when one have to make a judgement between family or friends or money, family takes priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And What would you do or feel when you found out that you have been placed right at the bottom of this hierarchy, everything else overwrites you. Your pure existence is just to make up the numerical or statistical value in the population. Whats worse when to the contrary to being placed at the bottom, you placed that at the top of your own hierarchy. Thatz life...Shit happens all the time...Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting work on thurs le..Can slack no longer le....Time to earn some big bucks out there. Queenie is starting work on thurs too at Citibank, 8-5 job, completely different working hrs and days as my job. Shit happens all the time, see I told you..I wont even see her on my OFF day..Actually thought Monday was suppose to be her free day, but now it has become my shitty day. Shit happens all the time again. Mon Tues Wed Thurs Fri Sat Sun...Everydayyyyyyyy...is a shittttty dayyyyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing further Out! Out! Out! Out to YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-383654240564550699?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/383654240564550699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=383654240564550699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/383654240564550699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/383654240564550699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/shitty-dayshitty-days.html' title='Shitty day....Shitty days....'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-8524072150341470336</id><published>2007-05-06T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:51:42.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concrete operational fool</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: Sarcasm and Vulglarities lie ahead, if you can't stand either one, fuck off now. The writer shall not be responsible for any fuckshit you may have incurred from reading the following entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a while since I last met or got to know unfriendly people in any kind of social setting. Its either they are unfriendly by nature? shy? arrogant? anti-social personality disorder? Who gives a damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think as we grow up, no matter how anti-social you are, no matter how introverted you are, 1 thing that is so important to pick up with age is, interpersonal communication skills. For most of us, I would think that as we step foot into NS and the Uni or the society at large for the girls, we are naturally forced to interact with other people. Be it we like it or not, we have to. I guess that skill is something the schools doesnt teach, its comes through social experiences, and even Darwin's theory of natural selection is true, interpersonal communications and interaction skills might be just one of the skills evolved through mankind that is required for survival. If you didnt come equipped with that skill..hmmm...Maybe your ancestors were APES? That you adopted a different set of genes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality is cruel, no one out there is gonna ask if you are shy, anti-social or wadsoever fuck. You cant keep up with the speed the earth is rotating, you will naturally fall down just like when you are on a treadmill but on a treadmill, you choose the speed, in reality, you follow. Go too slow, you will fall to your own death, go too fast and you will be outcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion Intelligence..Does it really exist? I bet it does though it cant be empirically proven as yet. Some people are just a little more sensitive to their surrounding people and things, some people are just dense as blocks, while some just couldnt be bothered. I believe it is a innate human ablity but some people just lacks it, maybe its a gene deficiency or chromosome abnomoralities, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piaget in his theory of cognitive development proposed that children will be less egocentric past the age of 7, in the concrete operational stage. Well well...I do know and see and had met some adults or even adolescene whom are totally egocentric. I bet some of you have too. Hmmm..Maybe like what Sharon told me the other time, instead of saying someone is stupid, say they are concrete operational. Hmmm..I thought ya..it sounds less crude, and more sophisicated, it probably reflect on you better, higher EQ so to speak on interpersonal relations?  maybe....and the person you are using this term on, probably has got totally no idea what is concrete operational. So true both ways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this entry is dedicated to something (well i do know how to classify between animate and inanimate, just decided to classify that thing I met as inanimate) I met last night, but had not known, and will not be knowing. Its time to grow up and learn how to interact, the world dun owe you a living so dun show the fuck face to the world when you are facing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-8524072150341470336?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8524072150341470336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=8524072150341470336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8524072150341470336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8524072150341470336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/concrete-operational-fool.html' title='Concrete operational fool'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-6419357565968490463</id><published>2007-05-05T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T03:27:36.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeeeeeeeeee as a BIRDDDDDDDDY!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm freeeeee as a Birddddddy now! Finally the exams are over...Pray hard grades will be good, hope CAP will improve after suffering from a little setback last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KBOX with Queenie ger today..sang our lungs out...it has been donkey years since I last went K-ing...Most of the singing these days are done in the toilet and maybe when walking on the streets, singing out loud, making ger running for cover..lolx....Soooo sad, she cant sing the duet (or was it a counterpoint to begin with? lolx) properly with me today, of which she said she can usually sing it with some others...muahahahx...Tooooooo bad for meeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Anqi's 21st birthday party later today. Post celebrations, tooo bad to have birthdays amidst exams..lolx...Was thinking of ways to SABOTAGE her...Actually there are thousands and one way...Hmmmmm...All of which will make her suck thumb and dive into her grave to hide forever...BUT...but...but..ME being ME, the friendly nice little boy, I shall not be mean to her! hahax...So no worries..no sabotage from ME!!! Ehhh...I cant guarantee Queenie wont do it thou (she is the mean one u see...oopx =X)...muahahax. Cant wait to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..if anyone had seen the MOON tonight, It was damn damn BIG and ROUND!!! For a moment I thought the moon was crashing into Earth...Lolx...I thought I saw CHANG ER sitting around with the bunny....hmmm..delusions and hallucinations....lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the clock, the time shown verified by the time on my watch and HP, ehhh...so my clock is a valid measure of time (relationship wiht measures of other same construct)..its telling me 1 thing, 1 very important signal it is sending me.....Its time to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighz off..i mean sign off..laterz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-6419357565968490463?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6419357565968490463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=6419357565968490463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/6419357565968490463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/6419357565968490463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/freeeeeeeeeee-as-birddddddddy.html' title='Freeeeeeeeeee as a BIRDDDDDDDDY!!!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-4994829531248521214</id><published>2007-04-29T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:27:22.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BOON of my Life!!! CAIJUAN!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWTu0_II/AAAAAAAAAA0/42uBBVQZl0A/s1600-h/ABCD000100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058747829534915714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWTu0_II/AAAAAAAAAA0/42uBBVQZl0A/s320/ABCD000100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWju0_JI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5P8gtxwK080/s1600-h/ABCD0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058747833829883026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWju0_JI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5P8gtxwK080/s320/ABCD0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWzu0_KI/AAAAAAAAABE/S4yW9qJGJio/s1600-h/ABCD0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058747838124850338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWzu0_KI/AAAAAAAAABE/S4yW9qJGJio/s320/ABCD0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWzu0_LI/AAAAAAAAABM/LJ8Gt9bFctY/s1600-h/ABCD0020020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058747838124850354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWzu0_LI/AAAAAAAAABM/LJ8Gt9bFctY/s320/ABCD0020020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWzu0_MI/AAAAAAAAABU/sIn5VaS-cC8/s1600-h/IMG_4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058747838124850370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWzu0_MI/AAAAAAAAABU/sIn5VaS-cC8/s320/IMG_4004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYDu0_DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IP_4d4DU7jE/s1600-h/ABCD0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058746760088058930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYDu0_DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IP_4d4DU7jE/s320/ABCD0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYTu0_EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D8Fkafc96xw/s1600-h/ABCD0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058746764383026242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYTu0_EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D8Fkafc96xw/s320/ABCD0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYTu0_FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PB8Fukq5ROI/s1600-h/ABCD0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058746764383026258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYTu0_FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PB8Fukq5ROI/s320/ABCD0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYju0_GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MJ_lAxODbUs/s1600-h/ABCD000200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058746768677993570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYju0_GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MJ_lAxODbUs/s320/ABCD000200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYju0_HI/AAAAAAAAAAs/514pbXr4HdI/s1600-h/lovely+ger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058746768677993586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRHYju0_HI/AAAAAAAAAAs/514pbXr4HdI/s320/lovely+ger.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are all the same person in case some of you didnt realise...There is only 1 boon of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15042401-4994829531248521214?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4994829531248521214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=4994829531248521214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/4994829531248521214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/4994829531248521214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/04/boon-of-my-life-caijuan.html' title='The BOON of my Life!!! CAIJUAN!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gv-j0V-jkUU/RjRIWTu0_II/AAAAAAAAAA0/42uBBVQZl0A/s72-c/ABCD000100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-3693417253642308073</id><published>2007-04-29T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:16:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid - Exams break (my own kind of break)</title><content type='html'>Been a long long long month....Taking a breather amidst my examininations, my next and last paper is on thurs, the 3rd of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have 2 down, 1 screwed, making it 3 down so to speak, so 1 more to go. The one that is screwed is totally due to my own stupidity, no one to blame, so I shall not whine and dread over it, its over its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last paper is Developmental Psy, the one that I dreaded most this semester, did crap for my term essay, screwed up my quiz, now the finals is my only bet left, which I aint putting high hopes on. Well, let me have my day of rest and screw thinking about the exams - for the moment at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Wild hogs with my lovely ger yesterday after my screwed paper. Darn funny show it is, a total no brainer, perfect for destressing, there are times where you just decide to leave your brains at home, locked it up in the cabinet somewhere, this is the perfect show to watch, especially good after a screwed paper. As much as it is a movie for no brainers like me, I didnt leave my brains at home yesterday, the deeper insight to the movie apart from humor, was friendship. 4 different individuals, 1 deeply etched friendship, thats all that is needed to deter any difficulties in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing Christine (23rd, wow..thatz old) and Joel (22nd, not very young also) a very happy birthday, thou this well-wishes coming from me are kinda late, but better late than? Hope both of you had a very enjoyable day! Best wishes! Eh...lets see, I should be embarking on my 24th yr of my life this year, if I arithmetric didnt fail me. hmmm...I'm the oldest still..Lolx..And now for the young one, Happy 21st Birthday Anqi!!!! Too bad it fell amidst the exams..lolx...I see that you enjoyed your day studying alone in school that day. Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..So what ve I been exactly doing? Well..I'm not too sure either...Mugging, going out with my lovely ger, mugging, meeting up friends at night, mugging, did I say mugging again? I think ya, I've been mugging most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear cousin said that my blog is lackluster and that I should improve on my humor too... Hmmm...You mean I should improve on my innate ability to make people laugh? Ehh..Maybe its in the genes already? The fact that you said you are humorous yourself and that we are cousins, and according to genetics, 1st cousins share about 25% of the same genes on average, so shouldnt I be as humorous as you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I do know someone who is really humorous, her kind of humor is one that not all can comprehend, well its not off-colored humor, neither is it those with a sarcastic touch (i'm best at that). She is none other than CAIJUAN! Her humor, ehhh...wait....lemmmme see...is humor and lameness the same? WAD?! NO?! Its not the same?! HUH! So you mean She is LAME rather than humorous? OMG..should have checked up dictionary.com sooner than to make this kind of error here. okok..better stop...BUT be it lame or humorous, I still LOVE HER LOADS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be starting work after the exams, on the 10th May, thurs, 1 week after my exams end. This time I will be at Plaza SG, Carrefour. Doing wad? Selling TVs of course. SO, If anyone out there needs a LCD or PLASMA Display, wait no longer! CALL ME NOW! If you think your summer vacations is gonna be boring, drop by to find me! I can entertain you with my kind of humor...Lolx...Hippocrate said that there are 4 types of humor in our body that affects the human health, by that he refers humor as bodily fluids...Okay...thatz lame...period. Hippocrate is a Greek Physician, in case some dumbarses out there are wondering what breed of hippo is that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-3693417253642308073?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3693417253642308073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=3693417253642308073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/3693417253642308073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/3693417253642308073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/04/mid-exams-break-my-own-kind-of-break.html' title='Mid - Exams break (my own kind of break)'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-3787301118961525108</id><published>2007-04-04T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:08:54.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So long</title><content type='html'>Been real busy recently, with all the crap deadlines that Ive got to meet. Quizzes lined up back to back 1 week before study week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible day...Think I just screw up my IO Psyc Quiz this afternoon..Disgusted..Sighz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a bad day...Signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-3787301118961525108?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3787301118961525108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=3787301118961525108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/3787301118961525108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/3787301118961525108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-long.html' title='So long'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-8993757882631842446</id><published>2007-03-10T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T03:15:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Have not updates for ages. Going for NCO camp later at 530hr. Sat, Sun and Mon. Might jolly well be the last camp im running. AC has changed, OC is leaving, unit is a totally different environment now already. Do not see much point in staying anymore. At least we acheived what we set out to achieve, to attain the 1st award in the past decade, though not fantastic but at least something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy with quizzes and term papers. Just had my science of music quiz on thurs. Made a silliest mistake that no physics student or at least someone with Alevels physics should make. Any idiot would know that frequency is inversely proportional to length, and given length, I really wonder why the hell did I mutliply instead of dividing!! Even ger got that correct! If no other shit happens, should be only 1 qn wrong. Think I'm not fated to get full marks for my quiz, all the quizzes so far comes back with 1 qn answered wrongly. Damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Developmental psy term paper due next fri. Have not even start working on it yet. Crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I walked 5 busstops and walked back another 2 at bukit timah. So I walked a total of 7 busstops distance along the CHS and adam road stretch just to meet ger after her friend's party. How dumb can I get right? So what actually happened? Nah..its just my own stupidity...lolx...so ger, no need to feel guilty okay..muahahahaz...Sld have seen the look on her face when I met her!!! lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone leave home without your HP in this era? Lolx..Its as good as leaving your house forgetting to wear shoes!!! The idea is the same! lolx..Left me thinking she was kidnapped or something when I msg and call her for an hr odd with no replies..Lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah huifen! I dont even know there is a world's best sister day! hahax..so stunned when I received your sms the other day..For a moment I thought you msg the wrong person. Lolx...Her msg starts with "I Love You"....then followed by the world's sister day thingy! lolx...Anyway, Thanks JIEJIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho....going to bed le...gotta wake up soon before I know it. Good day ahead everyone! Will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-8993757882631842446?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8993757882631842446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=8993757882631842446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8993757882631842446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8993757882631842446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-8033870834567709312</id><published>2007-02-27T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:03:27.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>曹格 - 两只恋人</title><content type='html'>曹格 - 两只恋人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傻傻两个人&lt;br /&gt;许过一个愿&lt;br /&gt;当时星星眨着眼&lt;br /&gt;看起来并不远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为你长翅飞&lt;br /&gt;为你被风吹&lt;br /&gt;请你千万要等我&lt;br /&gt;带幸福来给你的那一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;春天散步夏天看海秋天数落叶&lt;br /&gt;(我们)一直没有烦恼&lt;br /&gt;一直没有争吵&lt;br /&gt;每天像糖一样甜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬天飘雪我是棉被温暖你的夜&lt;br /&gt;一直在你身边&lt;br /&gt;一直爱到永远&lt;br /&gt;你就负责靠着我的肩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;贴着你的脸&lt;br /&gt;拍一张照片&lt;br /&gt;世界是很复杂的&lt;br /&gt;要靠我近一点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但愿你每天&lt;br /&gt;幸福又安全&lt;br /&gt;两只恋人手牵手&lt;br /&gt;谁也不用再跑给谁去追&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-8033870834567709312?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8033870834567709312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=8033870834567709312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8033870834567709312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8033870834567709312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='曹格 - 两只恋人'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-8977963798514089766</id><published>2007-02-17T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:50:19.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happyy Happpy Lunar New Year</title><content type='html'>Alright..Wishing everyone a very happy lunar new year. Collect lotsa ANG BAOs and eat lotsa of goodies..forget about the weight issues, think about it after the CNY..lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS peeps, lets enjoy our long awaited for mid sem break, although our break have been shortchanged as it coincides with the CNY holidays, its a break away from school nevertheless...Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my quizzes results today. Got 11/12 for my Stats2 quiz, hohoho..made a silly mistake but Im happy! Got 19.38/20 for my IO psyc. The weird decimals is due to negative marking. I think its 1 qn answered wrongly too. Im happy with that result too! Hohoho! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Batam on Monday, coming back either on Tues or Wed, shall see how it goes. Yeah!!! Break free from civilisations, break free from this chaotic city, breaking free from the tonnes of readings left untouched as usual. As proposed by Stanley Milgram, the &lt;strong&gt;Urban Overload Hypothesis&lt;/strong&gt;, where &lt;em&gt;people living in the cities are constantly bombarded with stimulation and that they keep to themselves to avoid being overwhelmed by it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I had better keep to myself as Im already overwhelmed by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all good and happy things gotta come to an end eventually. Ive got a Project meeting on thurs in school. Ive got 2 mid term quizzes after the term break. Ive got to do lit reviews for my project. 1 term paper, 2 lab reports, 1 presentation, 5 more quizzes before the exams. Sounds overwhelming? Im overwhelmed nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day came and passed 2 days back. My longest day of all, 11am to 6pm, back to back lessons with no break, incorporated with a quiz at 5pm (which i did fairly well, so Im not complaining). Got a Tie from j0j0 and Sabrina, Thank you so much my darlings, it looks great! Got a paper fastener and a little note from Anqi. Thanks alot also!&lt;br /&gt;They were selling flowers on the ARTs walkway, so I got Anqi a pink rose, apparently its her only pressie this Vday, so she was very happy, so happy that she broke the neck of the rose. lolx..Too high on masculine traits? and therefore not suitable to handle flowers?..lolx..She is now in Phuket enjoy life so she wont see this, at least for now..lolx..Got Ana a pink rose before our quiz too...So I bought 2 roses on Vday.&lt;br /&gt;Hahax..Caijuan, no flowers for you, thou you accepted my offer to be your Valentine..lolx...Just too bad its your freeday..while I slough myself away in school, your laying back and enjoying yourselves at home...muahhaa...Oh..Congraz on passing your driving test on the 1st attempt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard a sad story on Vday. Guy likes gal, gal knows that guy likes her, guy asked gal out on Vday, gal accepted the date, guy had flowers delivered to gal's home, lunch date amounted to a 200bucks bill, guy posed the Qn, gal rejects guy. Maybe Cupid is on leave that day, maybe that guy is just down on luck, maybe the gal is just fan jian. Maybe, maybe, maybe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, think Ive labored on long enough..gd nite peepz..Have a very enjoyable holidays!!! Later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-8977963798514089766?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8977963798514089766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=8977963798514089766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8977963798514089766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/8977963798514089766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/02/happyy-happpy-lunar-new-year.html' title='Happyy Happpy Lunar New Year'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-5226263138998901938</id><published>2007-02-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:48:09.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stale Weekend</title><content type='html'>IO Psyc Quiz on wed..spent my weekends studying for it. 6 long chapters of eye straining small teeeny weeeny little fonts of the textbooks. Makes reading time draggy and rate of comprehension even slower. Still bits of it left unaccomplished.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats 2 Quiz last Fri..fairly simple quiz, which I guess mean score would be quite high too. Lets hope Im above mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been up to recently? Nothing much really..I know I've tonnes of work piling up, readings and all. A few more quizzes in ambush as the semester proceeds. A few lab reports, term papers due sooner than I wish they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting also my MIDI project for my Science GEM. Till now, I'm barely following the Prof during lectures, music in itself is an abstract subject matter, the abstraction of the theoritical constructs of music, lies on the other extreme of the continuum. In simplier terms, I don't really understand. A 3rd is the 5th harmonic, and a 5th is the 3rd harmonic, I wonder why Pythagoras likes to confuse himself like this...Ponders...Maybe too much of Trigonometric functions crapped up his brains too....Now I know why the norm is for ppl to clear their grade 8 Practical but their theory remains at grade 5 or 6..&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: You don't need to know how a car works in order to drive a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to Batam (Indonesia) during the mid sem break. My uncle and aunt-in-law are having their customary marriage dinner there. A simple one, only families invited. Just a day or two..The last time I went there was god knows when....Maybe I know too..but it lost its significance already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how hard it is for Chinese Nationals to apply for entry visas into Singapore. Tried applying one for my Aunt-in-law, tedious process, lots of documentations, local sponsors, letter of introduction and all kinds of crap..Some dumbfucked I*A officers which I converse to on the phone made matters worse..End of it all, application was rejected. Screw it! They should really scrutinized on the entry visas they are giving away for Chinese nationals who engage in PROSTITUTION in Sg, and not legitimate self-employed applicants who is probably times richer than these dumbfuck officers who approves applications, whom just wishes to make a transit over at Sg to Indonesia. Well...to give it some credits, the system is good, its the people in the system that screw it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-5226263138998901938?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5226263138998901938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=5226263138998901938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/5226263138998901938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/5226263138998901938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/02/stale-weekend.html' title='Stale Weekend'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-3274302450850619806</id><published>2007-02-07T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:48:09.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is......</title><content type='html'>wad to write? nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;sch is still sch..&lt;br /&gt;life is still life..&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day is coming..&lt;br /&gt;CNY is coming..&lt;br /&gt;Mid Sem break is coming..&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes are coming..&lt;br /&gt;sch is still sch..&lt;br /&gt;life is still life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-3274302450850619806?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3274302450850619806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=3274302450850619806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/3274302450850619806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/3274302450850619806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is.html' title='life is......'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-312019206002171349</id><published>2007-01-21T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T03:38:34.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to find a Good Quality GF?</title><content type='html'>Anqi sent me this document titled, "How to find a good quality gf" yesterday. It goes like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few qualities you should look for in a woman if you're interested in a long-term relationship. Whenever you hear I say "good character" in a woman, I am referring to these qualities. A good girlfriend should be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Honest&lt;br /&gt;Never date a liar. Once aliar, always a liar. A woman who has lied to you over and over will lie to you again in the future. You can count on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Once a cheater, always a cheater. Just like a woman who has lied to you once will often lie again, a woman who has cheated once will usually cheat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Socially Skilled&lt;br /&gt;Find a woman who can get along with anyone. If a woman"hates the world" or people in general, that's usually a sign there're deeper problems within her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;Date women with a fun personality. A boring woman will drive you crazy as soon as the initial hormone-driven honeymoon period is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Adventurous and open-minded&lt;br /&gt;Find a woman you can travel and explore the world with.Narrow-minded women usually have limited foresight and get boring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Cultured, classy and sophisticated&lt;br /&gt;Cultured women often make a better companion if you live in a big city. (If you don't, it doesn't really matter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Frugal&lt;br /&gt;Beware of big spenders and gold diggers. They will drain your bank account empty and then leave without looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)"Clean"&lt;br /&gt;Your girlfriend should be currently clean of any drug or alcohol problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Flexible&lt;br /&gt;Try to find someone who's willing to compromise. A spoiled princess will drive you nuts eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)A positive thinker&lt;br /&gt;This one is very important. Pessimistic people will drain all your energy out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..It looks rather simple prima facie. Deep under the carpet, I believe it works on certain assumptions, for such a girl only exist in Utopia. 1st Assumption: Such a being possessing such listed qualities exists on the surface of Earth. 2nd Assumption: Such being will be hanging around me, crossing my paths everyday in my life so that I can pick them up along the way. 3rd Assumption: They are all single and available cuz they are too good to be true. Last Assumption: Such a being would be interested in another being like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with these 4 assumptions on hand, ceteris paribus, I should be getting a good quality gf soon....Lolx...What a Big lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-312019206002171349?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/' title='How to find a Good Quality GF?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/312019206002171349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=312019206002171349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/312019206002171349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/312019206002171349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-to-find-good-quality-gf.html' title='How to find a Good Quality GF?'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116922419325427888</id><published>2007-01-20T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:29:53.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Alrite..im not quite dead yet..Afew updates about me in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivocity followed by Chinatown last sunday with ah Lian. Went Chinatown to eat Chicken Rice! Great! And dessert too! muahaha! Met Shuihong and Fuman at Vivo and met them again at OG people's park..hahax..They must be stalking on me...lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday went to Romano's Sista Wedding Dinner at Marriott Hotel. Impressive setting and all..but not so impressive food though. Indian Crusine cuz the Groom is an Indian. Not the normal indian food you get off the hawker..You have Drumstick coming up in green coating, looking like algae chicken which is in fact mint chicken. You have also curry with red bean inside and tastes like Cream of Mushroom. Its amazing the chef can make wonders out of these food. 50 tables with guests from all over the globe, very wide connections indeed. Alot of foreigners, whom can't really appreaciate the food too, left all the food on the table untouched. The Bestman was the best! One big joker who gave his bestman speech, lighthearted and humorous. Took a few photos which I will post in time to come, all with Nic and he said he is too busy to upload them. Luckily Shawn and myself went in shirt and tie, many were in formal suits..lolx..great evening nevertheless filled with red wine and champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday went down to Hello shop at West Mall with my Dad, transferred the ownership of the line im using from his name to my, so that I can enjoy student's plan ofcuz. Bought a new phone. My old N7250 bought 3yrs back when i 1st enlisted is looking like an old crap, and everyone has been asking me when I will throw that in the dumps. hahax..Now its time. I bought SE k610i at $138. The same phone as j0j0. Still figuring out how to use it. Lolx..Im simply slow in technie stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to make a new pair of specs too. My old DKNY made during JC days is old, rusted, algae infested, been thru the rain and shine out in the fields during my army days contaminated with CAMO cream too! Made a new pair of OAKLEY with Transition lenses, costing me a bomb or slightly more, $390!!! I figured if a DKNY can last me 6years, I think an OAKLEY can do even longer. So it is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to G2000 with Shawn to grab a few clothes, they are having a sale up to 70% off till this sunday. Only manage to get a set of shirt and pants. Shawn got 2 sets though. Its really dirt cheap. Having so many G2000 apparrels, this is the cheapest Ive ever gotten from them. Lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going KTVing with sab and co tmr!! hohoho!!! been so long since we went K-ing...YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed abit of stuff here and there for my song..lolx..and I got Caijuan to compose the QU for me! hohoho! I will be able to listen to my own song soon! muahaha! Thank you Caijuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till my next update, take care everyone...laterz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116922419325427888?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116922419325427888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116922419325427888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116922419325427888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116922419325427888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116922231099728950</id><published>2007-01-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:58:31.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabrina's 21st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/1600/258427/328%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/320/158108/328%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is Andre doing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/1600/820273/P1120064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/320/970023/P1120064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME under attack on the bed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/1600/544171/328%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/320/858477/328%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rainbow Party in the night! All the colors of the rainbow except for indigo, it became brown! lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/1600/8958/DSCF4273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/320/329696/DSCF4273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 beautiful girls..lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/1600/274729/DSCF4311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/320/417063/DSCF4311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Squad 4 and Sabrina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/1600/847535/DSCF4355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/320/192773/DSCF4355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acting cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/1600/195388/DSCF4274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3659/1380/320/598008/DSCF4274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slutty pose... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had been wanting to get this entry up, but was procrastinating till now. No mood to blog..wadever wadever...I think Im just to lazy..lolx..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright..Party preparations starts in the afternoon with me flying down to Aloha Loyang straight after lesson in school. Was raining the entire day but it did not dampen our mood nevertheless. 1st job upon reaching the chalet, blow balloons. Omg, I blew like a dozens over balloon, think I nearly died..hahax..Afterwhich gotta hang up the decors and balloons too. By the time we are done, people are starting to flow in already..so dearest Sab gotta quickly go bath and put on make up..muahaahz..So Beautiful!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that is photo whoring through the night!! muaha! Became so sensitive to the camera that whenever the camera goes up, the pose is on already! lolx...Hmm...didnt sleep the entire night, was playing a fool till early morning..I think 6 of us squeezed on the bed to sleep. Fat J0J0 slept beside me and I almost became prata!! hahax..opss!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wrote a page long on her guestbook with a Poem...hahax..but I realised she wasnt born in Spring..Mistake!! hahax...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Left the chalet with everyone else early in the morning..Have got lecture at 10am but was too tired anyway, so went straight home and sleep. Fun night we had!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And once again Happy Birthday Sabrina..Hope you had enjoyed your party!!!! Cheers!!! &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/15042401-116922231099728950?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116922231099728950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116922231099728950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116922231099728950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116922231099728950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/sabrinas-21st-birthday-party.html' title='Sabrina&apos;s 21st Birthday Party'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116845108471318470</id><published>2007-01-11T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:10:27.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>年少的天真，让我相信爱情真能永远。&lt;br /&gt;短暂的永远，幸福的终点，就在四年的一瞬间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四年的光阴，只换回现在的度日如年。&lt;br /&gt;只能怪自己，不懂得珍惜从前，眼前的后悔只能以泪水抗辩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;翻开新的一页，写下旧的一节，日记里填满了过去的种种细节。&lt;br /&gt;翻开新的一页，写下新的一节，发现我现在的生活已没什么好写。&lt;br /&gt;翻开新的一页，写下旧的一节，我何时才能停笔不写？&lt;br /&gt;翻开新的一页，写下新的一节，我何时才能动笔再写？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;脸上的微笑，只能用于充当场面，&lt;br /&gt;心里面的呐喊，是无人所能听见。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情转眼就变，心也不再如前，&lt;br /&gt;我还在傻傻想念， 想念着那已流失的思念。也就只能怀念。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn&lt;br /&gt;All rights Reserved 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116845108471318470?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116845108471318470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116845108471318470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116845108471318470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116845108471318470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116844956479808144</id><published>2007-01-11T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T01:19:25.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday Sabrina!</title><content type='html'>Wishing Sabrina a very happy 21st birthday tmr. May all your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to her party tmr after school at Aloha Loyang. Will be staying there for the night till Friday. Still have not decided if I want to skip the Stats lecture on Fri morning. hmmm...Ponders.... To be or not to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog last night but blogger was down. So went to sleep, but keep tossing and turning and just cant get to slumberland, got fed up, got up at 4am, took out my notepad and pen and starting writing. I wrote a song, the lyrics i mean, a mandarin one. Was so excited after writing it, wanted to post it here, but at 5am, the server was still down, so I went to sleep at 5am. Luckily my lesson today was at 12nn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the stuff I wrote, it should make up quite a nice song with the right melody. Lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess writing poems is much easier. Ah Lian says all the poems I had written are all sad genre. I told her I will write a happy one for her..lolx..Ya..when the time comes that I'm happy, I will write it but not in a very long time I guess...lolx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116844956479808144?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116844956479808144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116844956479808144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116844956479808144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116844956479808144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-21st-birthday-sabrina.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday Sabrina!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116817406203393815</id><published>2007-01-07T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T20:47:42.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Holidayyyyyyyssssss!</title><content type='html'>School term begins tommorow. The holidays are never enough, no matter how long it is..This is a short break though but I needed it just as much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already forsee a busy week ahead of me. I've a Cca Meeting on Tuesday evening, Sabrina's 21st bdae party on thurs afternoon till friday. Cca on fri afternoon, Sat there is an alumni meeting in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a 4day week this semester provided no screw ups during tutorial regristation. Im taking 4 psyc mods and 1 science gem this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL2132 - Stats 2&lt;br /&gt;PL3234 - Developmental Psyc&lt;br /&gt;PL3241 - Personality and Individual Differences&lt;br /&gt;PL3239 - Industrial and Organization Psyc&lt;br /&gt;GEK1519 - Science of Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch A Night in the Musuem with CaiJuan yesterday. A light-hearted comedy. Nice show. Walked alot yesterday too. Went from Marina Sq to Suntec back to Marina Sq to Esplanade to One Fullerton to Victoria Concert Hall to Parliment House to Boat Quay to Clarke Quay....lolx...Really walked quite a deal looking at it now..But walking is fun..sheer walking with nothing and no where in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116817406203393815?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116817406203393815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116817406203393815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116817406203393815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116817406203393815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-of-holidayyyyyyyssssss.html' title='End of Holidayyyyyyyssssss!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116793806006381825</id><published>2007-01-05T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:14:20.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness v.s. Love</title><content type='html'>Loneliness is when you r with a group of ppl, and yet still feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness is when you feel that you r living a life, yet knowing that something, somewhere is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness, is when you try to fit in, and realise that you try too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day you dun feel so lonely anymore. Cos someone entered and drove this feeling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who can drive this loneliness away, is most prob the person who loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of love, we feel less lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of love, we find more joy in our mundane lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, at the end of the day, do we love cos we fear loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits: Kaijun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: cut and paste the above from kaijun's blog without permisson..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;Make sense? I would think so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116793806006381825?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116793806006381825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116793806006381825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116793806006381825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116793806006381825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/loneliness-vs-love.html' title='Loneliness v.s. Love'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116776123860089112</id><published>2007-01-03T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T02:07:18.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Happy new year everyone! Hope everyone had a great time this super long weekends. I've been working since thursday till this coming thursday. Busy, and too tired and lazy to blog after work each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Shiqi! Hope you have had a great birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st new year countdown spent at home, away from the buzzle of city and the arrays of fireworks, in 4 years. Reminiscing the past year, thinking about the major events that occur to me in 2006. Not particularly happy, nothing that I can flaut about, no achievements (not that I've any the previous years though), no breakthroughs, no improvement. I'm still the same old me, maybe worse, as of a decade ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got crap results for last semester, Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about many stuffs, but well nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dark clouds weeped through the December skies,&lt;br /&gt;The sun resonates daintily amidst the flurry,&lt;br /&gt;Fallin' rain disguises the tears beneath,&lt;br /&gt;The tears that flows deep within.&lt;br /&gt;Bleak wind hit starkly on thee face,&lt;br /&gt;Bringing the tears and my sorrows away.'&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;Autumn&lt;br /&gt;All Rights Reserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116776123860089112?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116776123860089112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116776123860089112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116776123860089112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116776123860089112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116695127639755024</id><published>2006-12-24T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T17:07:56.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas Everyone!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Xmas to all my dear friends!! Hope everyone will have an enjoyable Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Shumin's place to have a Christmas dinner. Great food! The few of us almost finish the whole turkey! There is Pasta, Turkey, Cold Tofu, all the great stuff and also Taiwan delicacies cuz Shumin just got back from Taiwan and along with her are loads of food from Taiwan!! Thanks for the Dinner Shumin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 2 movies this week with CaiJuan. Curse of the Goldenflower on thursday. There is a student discount at The Cathay, tickets are priced at $6 for shows before 5pm on weekdays. I've been looking forward to this Zhang Yimou production with all the Big shot casts. Well, it wasnt as good as I had expected. The set was spectacular, all the grandeur and stupendousness. Costumes were exaggerated I think, especially the King and Queen's costumes. Other than that, the plot is just mediocre. Some parts were just lame, some I did not really understand, some incestrous relationship going around palace. Gong Li, at age of 40, acted well. Jay Chou was a flop though, comical face trying hard to act sad but failed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Charlotte's Web on Fri with Caijuan again. Thats my literature text during sec sch days. Reading the text or watching it off big screen, the story is just as good. The friendship of a Pig and a spider, a promise made and fulfilled, even if it might caused the death of Charlotte. Somehow proving to all Social Psychologists that Social Equity theory does not exist. Not everything is about maximising rewards and minimising costs. Even animals understand that, shame on us, the most intelligent animals so to speak? Even animals know how to keep their promises when more often than not, we as human beings break ours, maybe its just one of our many flaws as human beings. There is so much to learn from an ficticious animal show, just like how "The Little Prince" had a wake up call on adults. Great show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch 2 midnight shows at Cineleisure with Fax and Co later.  Confession of the Pain and Flyboy. Hope they will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I blog again, Happy festives everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116695127639755024?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116695127639755024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116695127639755024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116695127639755024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116695127639755024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Xmas Everyone!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116655076690078168</id><published>2006-12-20T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:52:47.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun filled day</title><content type='html'>Today is a all guys outing to Parklane. Billards, KBox, followed by Billards again! Spent a great deal of buckeronies too.. Broke broke broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Jojo will think that I'm always hanging out with girls, still want to speak the guys somemore. Hey Jojo, wanna know some my of guy friends then tell me directly, I can always introduce them to you. Like my girlfriend doing spot check on me...lolx.. I ask one of them to the line, you also never say anything..lolx..Too shy izzit? Muaaahaaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is gonna be a busy week.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs going to watch movie with Caijuan, don't know she still on anot.&lt;br /&gt;Sat going to Shumin's place for a Xmas party, but I don't know anyone there except her but never mind, I shall go and socialise, maybe I can get to know more girls, right Jojo?! lolx..&lt;br /&gt;Sun going Ikea with ahlian, she wants to buy some storage boxes, to store all her "auntie style" clothings I think. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after I'm done blogging, I really did went swimming with Fax and Weiyang, because the rain stopped, or it appeared to be. Damn it, We only swam a few laps and the thunder, lightning and rain came back in full force and it had not stopped raining since. It has been raining for more than 24hrs continuously causing me a great deal of inconvenience on the go. As a person who dislike carrying an umbrella, I would rather go into the rain than to carry an umbrella. And I quote Caijuan, "carrying an umbrella is so 'bo seh' (uncouth)". Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for tommorow, I shall be a good little boy and stay at home and read my books. It can rain forever for all I care, I just need a cup of nice hot tea and a good book to keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116655076690078168?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116655076690078168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116655076690078168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116655076690078168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116655076690078168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-filled-day.html' title='Fun filled day'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116643016228275958</id><published>2006-12-18T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:22:42.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoyment</title><content type='html'>In pursuits of peace and serenity, the few days following my return from the camp had been rather enjoyable. No clubbing, no loud music, no crowd, nothing at all. I've been at home, sleeping, reading and watching DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play badminton with Fax and Weiyang last evening at the newly opened Sports Complex behind my neighborhood. We booked the court for an hour but played for a full 3hrs though. Have not tried the new pool and the Gym yet. Shall pay them a visit tommorow. I'm supposed to be swimming in the pool now but all thanks to the nice and dreamy weather leaving me coop up at home once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went HTA to take back my Uniform, send it to the laundry the moment I reached home. The last time I wash them was in June so I guess after wearing it umpteen times for 6months now, it would be a good idea to wash them clean and crisp before the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jurong Point after returning from HTA to have my lunch and also buy Shawn's Birthday present. Got him a chalkbag which he wanted. It is a very belated present, his birthday falls on 13th Dec, that night we were at O-bar and Double O, reaching home at 3am, waking up at 6am again making my way down to Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Library was where I went after getting the present. I have not read a book for the whole semester. Well, no time, too busy is all but excuses. I was just too lazy. This holiday I shall read to my hearts content. I borrowed 5 books, which I hope I can finish in a week. I love to read, few people know that I love reading, little people believe that I am a reader. The image I protray to others is more of a loud mouth, crude and vulglar, hokkien speaking hooligan than an intellectual scholarly academic. But well, who cares.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the books I borrowed;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Jury - Steve Martini&lt;br /&gt;2. The Arraignment - Steve Martini&lt;br /&gt;I just got to know about this author, he was a trail lawyer and have published tonnes of books on law thrillers, just like John Grisham, who is my all time favourite author.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Damnation Game - Clive Barker&lt;br /&gt;4. Presumed Innocent - Scott Turow&lt;br /&gt;5. Before I Say Goodbye - Mary Higgins Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've 3 Thrillers, 1 horror and 1 Mystery genre books. I shall thrill myself, uncover the plot, decrypt the suspense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the bagful of DVDs that WeiYang lend me yesterday. I shall spend my holidays seeking comfort in indulging in these pleasures as a quench for companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to read my books. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116643016228275958?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116643016228275958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116643016228275958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116643016228275958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116643016228275958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/enjoyment.html' title='Enjoyment'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116629914024363626</id><published>2006-12-17T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T04:11:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Blooded, Irresponsible Coward</title><content type='html'>I was back home since last evening in which I was supposed to be in Ubin for the 30th HOBTC ATC till Sun morning. And what was I supposed to do at the camp? Other than being the Camp's First Aider, I'm supposed to run Area Cleaning on the last day of the camp. Apart from that, I'm at the beck and call of some people, notwithstanding the sacarsm and cynism that comes along the way. It is not just the ATC alone for that matter, it has began since the 1st day of the course, no, wrong, its before the course even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I even have thought of claiming the pathetic $8/day allowance and get humiliated when I can easily earn up to 10-20bucks/hr amidst this Christmas season. Why did I even bother to drag myself to HTA every morning, the place which I detested most ever since I was a CI, to get myself branded as an EXTRA? Why the fuck did I give a shit to anything like this, when I have well cleared my probation and wouldn't need to give a fuck about HQ and NUS NPCC anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I only have myself to blame. All I could have done is volunteered for positions that would have put me in greater spotlight. All I could have done is put myself in places where could be easily seen by others to be working and not slacking around at the command post behind closed doors. I've put myself in a vulnerable position so to speak and I can blame nobody when I'm put to critics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the Corp in 1996, when I was in Sec 1, this is 2006, 10yr in the Corp now, 8 to be exact deducting 2 from NS though I was still rather active. What significance does it hold? From a Cadet to a Cadet Insp to an Officer, this Officer rank holds the least significance to me, its worth nothing. Yes, trust me. Right from my CI days, I hated HOs, now that I'm one, I hate myself for being one. The fact that doning on a bush jacket and walking around makes you look good doesnt neutralizes the fact that we are just fools who knows nuts inside. Thats why we have become so vulnerable to attacks from within and without and making ourselves so paranoid over our own turn out and bearing and pre-empting their very next moves. The Utlimate failure of being Officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sick of all this, and I chose to evade, I forgo my responsibilities, call me irresponsible for leaving some people in the lurch, for others. Call me cold-blooded, for leaving some to suffer alone while I evade to my own happiness. Call me a coward for retreating in face of aversity, maybe thats what I really am, a Cold Blooded, Irresponsible coward. I'm very sorry Lena, for making you upset, I really don't mean to. I'm sorry Sabrina and Winnie, I got to leave you girls there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've withdrew myself from the entire course. I'm only going back to take my Uniform next week. This is the last HQ event that I'm involving myself in. No more of HQ events, no more of NUS NPCC events. I will inform Peiyi personally to take me out of the NPCC Night Committee, for im not much of a use in there either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe that to be able keep a CCA for 10years, it really has to ignite from one's strong passion from within him. It is an act that spurs happiness from within me, having seen batches and batches of juniors passed out and now leading a wonderful life, it just warms me just to know that I had once played a part in their lives. I shall persevere in my right direction and hold firm in my beliefs and values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"develop its cadets into caring and responsible citizens"&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away my rank and remove my appointment and I wouldnt give two hoots about it. My passion for my unit overights everything else.&lt;br /&gt;With or Without my rank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10yrs in the Corp and this is my saddest course and ATC ever,&lt;br /&gt;H/INSP CHIN WEI WEN&lt;br /&gt;Honorary Officer&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer NPCC Unit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I will learn to be more responsible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116629914024363626?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116629914024363626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116629914024363626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116629914024363626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116629914024363626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/cold-blooded-irresponsible-coward.html' title='Cold Blooded, Irresponsible Coward'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116577516394206232</id><published>2006-12-11T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:33:39.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is all but Love?</title><content type='html'>Temperamental yet poised,&lt;br /&gt;Fragile yet unyielding,&lt;br /&gt;Relenting to circumstances, perishes in jeopardy,&lt;br /&gt;Remnants of memories I behold in circumspect,&lt;br /&gt;Muses in retrospect.&lt;br /&gt;What is all but Love, that I once held with regard but had come to regret.&lt;br /&gt;What is all but Love, that I once held in bona fide but is indeed a fradulency.&lt;br /&gt;What is all but Love, for its existence ceased the day you left a crease in me.&lt;br /&gt;There are no reasons for anything, because everything is just Love it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Wen&lt;br /&gt;Indulging in reminiscence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Rights Reserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116577516394206232?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116577516394206232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116577516394206232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116577516394206232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116577516394206232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-is-all-but-love.html' title='What is all but Love?'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116573902924145776</id><published>2006-12-10T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T16:23:49.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've fallen ill...</title><content type='html'>I've spent 90% of today on my bed sleeping. Yes, I'm sick, but nothing more than the usuals; Cough, Flu, Fever. The lack of sleep, late nights and all that stress in the past 1 month has taken a toil on my immune system, now that its all over, the virus are breaking loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm really sleeping to my hearts content, after taking the medication, the bed just automatically call for my presence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116573902924145776?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116573902924145776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116573902924145776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116573902924145776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116573902924145776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-fallen-ill.html' title='I&apos;ve fallen ill...'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116559690258957859</id><published>2006-12-09T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:55:03.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Extra!</title><content type='html'>The more I think of it, the more pissed I get..WHAT THE FUCK MAN! Arrgghhh...Why the fuck did i get myself involve in this crap?! Im getting out of it! Fuck everything else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116559690258957859?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116559690258957859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116559690258957859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116559690258957859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116559690258957859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-another-extra.html' title='Just another Extra!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116541348545317749</id><published>2006-12-06T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:58:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy!!!! Its Overrrrrrr!</title><content type='html'>Yeah..Finally all my papers all over~~~ Now im free like a bird!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too free though, tmr HOBTC IPC is starting, going down to do saigang. for the next 2 weeks. Going to Ubin again. Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sem I was predict what my results would be, none of it are accurate so far. This sem I will also do the same. Hahax! Just for the fun of it. Results will be release on the 26th Dec, evening. Let's see;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL2131 - B-&lt;br /&gt;PL3233 - B-&lt;br /&gt;PL3235  - B+&lt;br /&gt;LL4039 - B&lt;br /&gt;GEK 1500 - S/U, I would prefer a Satisfactory though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAP: 3.375&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very optimistic of my results this Semester. But wadever! I off to play le!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116541348545317749?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116541348545317749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116541348545317749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116541348545317749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116541348545317749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/12/mummy-its-overrrrrrr.html' title='Mummy!!!! Its Overrrrrrr!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116482172725959248</id><published>2006-11-30T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:35:27.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Day</title><content type='html'>I was actually quite lucky today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way to school, at Boon Lay MRT platform seated at the bench awaiting the arrival of the train while furiously flipping my notes. In came the train, I took my bag on boarded the train found a seat and sat down and continue reading my notes. Then came along this lady who approached me and asked if the phone she is holding in her hands mine. And YES! Of couse its mine! Only then I realised my phone slipped out of my pocket when I was seated on the bench. All thanks to this kind lady, if not my day would have been ruined and no mood for my evening paper. Thank you kind lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately more good things have been happening on me, my previous 2 papers were managable, at least no encoding failure or retrieval failure kind of shit, the previous umbrella girl, WeiBin, and today, the kind lady who returned my phone!! Hohoho! Hope more good things will befall on me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next best thing that can happen is I can do tmr's Statistic paper. Mathematics had always been a problem to me. And I thought being in Arts Fac, I would not face anymore Math for the rest of my life, but little do I know, all Social Sciences subjects require the use of Statistics. To make matter worse, all other Majors only have 1 core Stats module but Psychology there are 2 modules of Stats, meaning to say, I will be taking Statistic again. Good riddance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need loads of sleep to prepare for tmr's battle. Once again, wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116482172725959248?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116482172725959248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116482172725959248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116482172725959248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116482172725959248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/lucky-day.html' title='Lucky Day'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116482040722520455</id><published>2006-11-30T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:13:27.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish me LUCK!</title><content type='html'>Tmr is my greatest fear, PL2131 - Research Methods and Statistics 1. Everyone please pray for me and wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116482040722520455?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116482040722520455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116482040722520455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116482040722520455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116482040722520455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/wish-me-luck.html' title='Wish me LUCK!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116465187151504906</id><published>2006-11-28T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:24:31.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay days</title><content type='html'>Tmr is the day, i've been excitingly anticipating (ya rite!) for the past weeks. Yes! My 1st paper finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th Nov - PL3233 Evening&lt;br /&gt;29th Nov - GEK1500 Evening&lt;br /&gt;30th Nov - PL2131 Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;4th Dec - LL4039 Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;6th Dec - PL3235 Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!! Not very confident, not very promising, but very sleepy! Gd night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116465187151504906?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116465187151504906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116465187151504906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116465187151504906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116465187151504906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/hay-days.html' title='Hay days'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116439688614451416</id><published>2006-11-25T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T03:34:46.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Condolences</title><content type='html'>My deepest condolences to Tecksiong. I can't say I understand how you feel, but I do know its not easy. Its not easy now, its not gonna be any easier in the near future. Just gonna take it in good stride, a step at a time. At least you have got Beeling to tide over this difficult period with you, and not forgetting us too. Hope our presence did make you feel more light hearted today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care my dear friend; my condolences once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116439688614451416?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116439688614451416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116439688614451416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116439688614451416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116439688614451416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/condolences.html' title='Condolences'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116429946450480450</id><published>2006-11-24T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:31:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn's Textbook of Life</title><content type='html'>Went for a jog just now. Refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been going back to school to study for the past few days. Its draining me mentally and exams have not even started yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The module that I have least hope in is Statistics. I think I'm done for. The theory seems easy and all but I've been trying the past year papers, and the theory doesnt seem to apply to the application. No one to help me on that module. I'm doomed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be glad if I don't see any C on my transcript this semester. Daniel Powter had a Bad Day. I'm having a Bad Semester! Who's worse off?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yesterday...all my troubles seem so far away, now it looks like they're here to stay, oh I believe, in yesterday..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116429946450480450?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116429946450480450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116429946450480450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116429946450480450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116429946450480450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/autumns-textbook-of-life.html' title='Autumn&apos;s Textbook of Life'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116366634548911344</id><published>2006-11-16T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:39:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting a kind soul</title><content type='html'>It was raining cats and dogs yesterday when I was on the way to school for Stats lecture. To make matter worse, the old Clementi interchange was torn down and it is shifted across the road. Meaning to say, one needs to go into the rain wait for the lights, and cros the road in order to get from the MRT station to the interchange where bus 96 resides. So I was stucked and was running late for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came along a kind soul who offered to shelter me across to the interchange after seeing the helpless me stuck at the side. Kind people are really hard to find these days. So I accepted her offer and she sheltered me across. Her small umbrella can't really contain the both of us, thus end up, we were still kinda wet on each side. She even offered to shelter me across from the Computer Centre Busstop to Arts but the rained stopped when we got off the bus. I was still late for class though but if not for her, I would be later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you Weibin, who is a Yr2 Econs Major. It brightens my day to meet a helpful little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging for exams has been hard this semester. Somehow lack the motivation to do so. Something is pulling me back from devoting my full effort, which I don't know what, or maybe I know but well, whatever. Progess is definitely slow, exams dates are definitely nearing. Stress is accumulating, maybe I should just run away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116366634548911344?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116366634548911344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116366634548911344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116366634548911344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116366634548911344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/meeting-kind-soul.html' title='Meeting a kind soul'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116341535102669233</id><published>2006-11-13T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:55:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days to my 1st paper!</title><content type='html'>Stressed!! Its getting nearer and nearer to the exams and I'm still no where near ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went to PS to work. Not bad, earned myself some bucks at least. Sunday was mugging day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish all the NTU and NUS folks good luck for their upcoming exams! I need luck too!! Lots of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressed and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116341535102669233?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116341535102669233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116341535102669233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116341535102669233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116341535102669233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/15-days-to-my-1st-paper.html' title='15 days to my 1st paper!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116283869245887370</id><published>2006-11-07T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:44:52.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful weekends</title><content type='html'>As mentioned earlier, I really did slacked my entire weekends away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat went for my school openhouse from 9am-4pm. Below is a post of some of the photos taken, they are mainly my publicity photos actually. lolx..My job at the open house is mainly to be at the NPCC booth and smile to people that comes along. Spoke to a few parents and primary 6 kiddos. Went for dinner after the open house with AhLian, and chilled at CoffeeBean till 10+pm and home I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, met up Shumin at Raffles City with Teck Siong and another 2 of Shumin's friends. She wanted to pass me some survey forms to be completed for her FYP. Gosh! Her survey are meant for people of age 40-70! Thanks ar ger, for such a good deal! Had lunch at BK Raffles City, afterwhich Tecksiong and Beeling left. We went to plat pool and bowling at marina square. Been such a long long time since I last went bowling, maybe a decade ago?! Well, didnt played well, guess its all rusty already, 2 games, 1st game was 121. 2nd game was 117. Lousy scores. But it was fun nevertheless. Next to our lane there is this little kiddo with his coach. This kiddo looks like maybe primary 3? He played 5 games and his highest score was 178!! Incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slpt very late on sun night, went to school drowsy today. Couldnt pay attention during Cognitive lecture and slept through half of social psy lecture. At least I did some studying after dinner just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my Cognitive Psyc Term paper today. I thought I'm screwed, but I guess the Prof was lenient in marking. He bracketed my introductory paragraph and remarked, "I cannot understand this - Can you?" Lolx..Obviously I cannot understand as well, the whole chunk was lifted from some journal article which was properly cited of course. If the Prof doesnt understand something from a journal article, how would I? Well, I got a B-. Not good, but I'm glad I didnt fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results for my GEK 1500 Quiz was posted on IVLE, I got 51/60. I don't know the avg and SD yet, so cant judge if thats a good score. But at least it looks better than my previous quiz which was 36.5/60. Improvement! Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be able to finish up my lab report by tommorrow. After stats tutorial I shall analyse my data and print it out and complete my results and discussion portion. Only then can I go full swing into studying for finals. Doesnt feel good with something left undone, hanging in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, sleep is what I need most. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116283869245887370?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116283869245887370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116283869245887370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116283869245887370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116283869245887370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/wonderful-weekends.html' title='Wonderful weekends'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116281533959781446</id><published>2006-11-06T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:15:39.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pioneer Sec Open House 04/11/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/DSC01012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/DSC01012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/DSC01027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/DSC01027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116281533959781446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116281533959781446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116281533959781446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/pioneer-sec-open-house-041106.html' title='Pioneer Sec Open House 04/11/06'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116258164578831075</id><published>2006-11-04T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:20:46.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down to exams (Holidays!!!!!)</title><content type='html'>Alright its time to countdown to the exams, or rather counting down to my holidays!!! Just cant wait for it to come! This is probably the last weekend that I'm going slack away, need to get down to serious biz next Mon onward. The final lap of the semester, one which I cannot afford to lapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its the last that I can slack, I should slack it away, without any worries. Tmr is my Secondary School Open House, I'm supposed to go back and help out with the NPCC Booth. Its 9am to 4pm, don't know if I need to stay throughout. Gonna be a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Meeting up with Shumin at Raffles City @ 2pm for lunch. She wants me pass me some survey forms for her FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was in school from 1300 to 2100hr, even though Fri is my freeday. Again I was working on my Lab report the whole day, and sad to say, its not done yet. I managed to find one more journal article needed for citations. I'm left with 2 parts, results and discussion. I think I will wait till next week, do it when I get the SPSS data analysis. Actually I could do it since I've already analysis the data using layman methods, but well I could be wrong, so wait till SPSS confirms my analysis then I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I was searching online for guides to use SPSS to run the analysis I want, and after a long search, I found it!! And its so easy!!! Its just 2 steps and I will be done! Why can't the Prof just tell me straight and wasted my time in these nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to NTU for local exchange program next Semester. I printed out the application form, filled it up, put it in my file, brought it to school for the past 3 days, and today when I got home, that bloody piece of paper is still in my file!!!!! Damn it!! The deadline for submission is today. Great! The form is now lying in the litterbin in my room. It shall burn in hell and I shall stay in NUS the next Sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116258164578831075?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116258164578831075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116258164578831075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116258164578831075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116258164578831075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/counting-down-to-exams-holidays.html' title='Counting down to exams (Holidays!!!!!)'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116258033371859110</id><published>2006-11-04T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:58:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>退后。。。</title><content type='html'>The "最近" MV has been on my blog for quite some time already, I don't even click on it when I come in here anymore. The lyrics are all in the heart already. So I guess its time to put up a new song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "退后" MV has Jay Chou and Hebe inside. The storyline is quite good. The lyrics are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周杰伦 - 退后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空灰的像哭过&lt;br /&gt;离开你以后&lt;br /&gt;并没有更自由&lt;br /&gt;酸酸的空气&lt;br /&gt;守住我们的距离&lt;br /&gt;一幕醉心的结局&lt;br /&gt;像呼吸般无法停息&lt;br /&gt;抽屉泛黄的日记&lt;br /&gt;找到了回忆&lt;br /&gt;那笑容是傻气&lt;br /&gt;你我的过去&lt;br /&gt;被深深真的忘记&lt;br /&gt;缺氧过后的爱情&lt;br /&gt;存心的眼泪是多余&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道你我都没有错&lt;br /&gt;只是忘了怎么退后&lt;br /&gt;信誓旦旦给的承诺&lt;br /&gt;全被时间扑了空&lt;br /&gt;我知道我们都没有错&lt;br /&gt;只是放手比较好过&lt;br /&gt;最美的爱情回忆里带去&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116258033371859110?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116258033371859110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116258033371859110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116258033371859110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116258033371859110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='退后。。。'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116249361112656255</id><published>2006-11-03T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T02:53:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling good again!</title><content type='html'>That shitty night when I was running a fever, after I went to rest in peace, I slept for a full 14hrs!!!! Woke up feeling totally refreshed!! Gone was the fever and I'm back to normal again! Sleeping does help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon went to school early wanted to run the Stats analysis for my lab report, but I sat there trying to figure out how to input my data and in the end after an hr I still did not manage to find out how to do it. The way I input it does not give me the analysis I want, so I gave up. Went to find the Prof to ask him, was skeptical, knowing the amount of sacarsm he will throw at me without giving my any answer, I still went ahead. Went in 1st thing he said, "wah, no need to make appointment ar, can just walk in like that" . . . So i went on to ask my Qn, and he ask me what analysis am I going to run for my study, luckily i got it correct, if not im sure there will be another round of sacarsm coming. Then he said wait till the next tutorial he will be going through the Chi-Sq analysis, which is the one i wanted to run. "Be more patient and walk till next week's tutorial" . . . I tried to probe further but nothing came. Kinda expected. Ask me to do the tutorial question's for next week's tutorial. Duh..I've already done the analysis manually for my study using pen and paper, if not that the SPSS data sheet is needed, I wouldnt even bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the canteen and meet Shiyun for lunch. She came to school to do RP today. She is flying off on Mon, will only be back end of Nov. Take care my dear girl! ALl the best for the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library after lunch to do literature review for my report. Damn.. Out of 5 journal articles I am searching for, NUS Library only has 1. What the Fuck!! Pathetic!!! I went to ask the librarian, he told me nothing he could do, asked me if this is my thesis research because every undergraduate are entitled to 3 search requests for articles not found in NUS libraries and normally students exercise this option when they are writing their honours thesis. To hell with it, this is just a lab report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moral of the story is, I spent the whole day, without completing my data analysis, without doing my literature reviews, only finished doing my cover page and abstract page. Outstanding! How efficient of me! . . .    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a run just now. Thats the most efficient and effective thing I've done today. Good riddance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116249361112656255?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116249361112656255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116249361112656255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116249361112656255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116249361112656255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/11/feeling-good-again.html' title='Feeling good again!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116229600374338011</id><published>2006-10-31T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T20:00:03.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day!</title><content type='html'>Great! Exams nearing, and Im sick! Im down with a fever. Felt feverish since last night. Slept so early, 1230am I was in bed already, slept till 0930 this morning, slept for so long, woke up feeling like crap. Drag myself to school, feeling stone the whole day. Miraculously, I felt better before my quiz, so at least not so bad. I think the quiz today is fairly easy, hopefully can get good grade this time, although I already S/U this module, so doesnt matter actually, all I need is a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I felt better before the quiz, so thought Im well already, went to play badminton with Fax and Co at Nanyang CC. Totally shagged after more than an hr of game. Came back home, had my dinner, feels like crap again. Took out the thermometer and it reads 38.5deg under my tongue. Pop down 2 pills after dinner and here I am blogging. Feeling so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shitty news, from MINDEF, my NS Unit is on alert amber from 28Nov to 12Dec, that means to say, I am liable for mob if they unit commander has nothing better to do. My exams is from 28Nov to 6Dec. Isnt it great! No even enough time to finish studying for exams but liable to be present for MOB. I called up those people to enquire, they said there is no need to disrupt or defer, because if I'm having exams when they MoB, there is no need for me to show up, provided I can proof that Im having exams at that time. And moreover that fellow said MoB would most probably be over the weekends, so shouldnt be a problem. Hmm..How smart can SAF get, MoB a company with close to half of its people having exams in the Uni. Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of bad news, I shall go Rest In Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116229600374338011?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116229600374338011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116229600374338011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116229600374338011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116229600374338011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-day.html' title='Bad day!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116189260879859521</id><published>2006-10-27T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T03:56:48.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clear skies</title><content type='html'>After a month of Hazy skies, it is finally clear this 2 days, probably due to the downpour yesterday and also a change in wind direction, hope the clear skies are here to stay. Went for a run just now after a month of inactivity. I had stopped all exercises for a month already. Since the weather is fantastic and the haze is gone, its a good time to run. Feels great after the run, being bolted down by all the deadlines the entire month, some form of exercise is good. Another quiz coming up next tues and a lab report due in Nov. Way to goooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cognitive Psy Term paper should be screwed, there are 3 Qn to choose to answer and the one I did, only 18 outta 100+ students did it. Apparently it is the most difficult Qn among the 3. I'm done for yet again. Why on earth did I choose that Qn for! Congraz to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..What else did I do this week...I mugged for my quiz, went to sch for class, had my presentation on Mon. Oh, I went to Vivo city on tues with Shawn. Very Crowded, very big, you will lose your sense of direction easily, end up you don't know where you are. We had a hard time finding the lobby that leads to the carpark we parked our car when we are going back. Ended up going round and round. Lolx..This mall is definitely designed by some shit ass social psychologist. Coerced marketing!! And I met darling Lena at Vivocity, always bump into her when im out. The other time I bump into her at Junction 8 and now Vivocity. Is it a series of unfortunate events? lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116189260879859521?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116189260879859521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116189260879859521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116189260879859521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116189260879859521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/clear-skies.html' title='Clear skies'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116160539192174708</id><published>2006-10-23T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:09:51.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prestige</title><content type='html'>I went to watch The Prestige with Andrew on Sunday. His treat because I was damn damn broke. Hahax.. Thanks man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice show with an unexpected ending. Its about 2 magicians trying to outbeat each other in terms of magic tricks, always trying to compete and copy's each others trick. "Are you looking closely enough?" Lolx..Its worth every dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my Social Psyc Quiz results today. Finally, I did better than average. 27/30. Phew!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my Social Psyc presentation today. Not too bad, but I think I lost what I wanted to say halfway through and starting speaking incoherently. At least the audience caught the joke I cracked and also the Video which I thought was damn funny, was indeed funny to the class. hahax.. The bad thing was, my group did not manage to finish presenting due to a lack of time and 2 of them got to present it 2 weeks from now. Bad bad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116160539192174708?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116160539192174708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116160539192174708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116160539192174708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116160539192174708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/prestige.html' title='The Prestige'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116160472269584442</id><published>2006-10-23T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T19:58:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOs' Outing 211006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/DSCF2907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/DSCF2907.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;Hohoho..What does this photo seems like to you? Police raided illegal sex trading KTV, reporters took a snap of the scene? Lolx! Funny thing was, one of the girls is still holding onto the mike and another still smiling broadly. Well of course, there are no sex trade, and they aint no callgirls. They are just J0j0, Sabrina and Xianhui. We were at Party World on Sat together with Jacky, Winnie, Melissa and of course, myself. Shiyun was supposed to join us but she overslept due to all night of socializing, but she joined us for dinner though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our dinner at this Sarawak Kolo Mee Shop in Chinatown, just 2 shops away from the popular porridge shop. The noodle tastes good but I thought it was quite expensive for a bowl of noodles in a coffee shop setting. Hahax..But since it tastes good, so shalt complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Dinner went for dessert! Mango and Pomelo. Followed by shopping at bugis for the ladies and dessert again in Bugis. Walked all the way to SimLim side for some Mango Ice thingy recommended by Winnie, but its gone! Walked all the way back to the other side of bugis junction to another dessert shop recommended by Greedy J0j0. Hopped to another shop nearby with better ambience for dessert again, greedy J0j0 can't have enough. 3 dessert shops in a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left them there at 1130 to catch the last train. Great day, great outing!! Actually we took lots of photos, but I only uploaded the BEST, so only 1!! hahax..&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116160472269584442?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116160472269584442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116160472269584442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116160472269584442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116160472269584442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/hos-outing-211006.html' title='HOs&apos; Outing 211006'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116120063389767564</id><published>2006-10-19T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T03:43:54.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 23rd Birthday my dear Bud!</title><content type='html'>Its Juewei's 23rd Birthday today! Happy Hatchday Bud! This is my childhood buddy for 17 yrs now. Just celebrated his bdae at a pub down Boatquay called Carribean with Shawn and Rencai, drank quite a load of beer. Its a KTV pub, quite a nice place with friendly waitresses. Got to know 3 of their waitresses there. Sherlyn, Baby and Serene. And surprise, Serene is actually my secondary schoolmate. Seen her in school before, didnt know her, and now years after graduation, got to know her, well..its a small world. Not a bad night, got to know 3 beautiful ladies. When we left, Juewei sent Sherlyn home, well..hope he enjoy his birthday..hahax...Me? Of course I came home in Shawn's car, its FOC! hahax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with my Social psy Project on Prejudice and Discrimination recently. While I was searching for some video clips online for my presentation, found out about this show on Youtube called Everyone hates Chris. Its a real funny show! Anyone who has time should catch it sometime, its a real comedy!!!! Just cant stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, have not been doing much, less studying, slacking alot more, think I'm really done for this semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, darling Lena, Please take good care of yourself now that your sick and exams is really nearing. Thats most important, and of 2nd importance, be happy okay.. My shoulder is always ready if you need one k. Cheers! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to KTV with all my darlings this Sat. Yeah! Lolx...So many Darlings..Isnt life great?! Got JoJo, Winnie, Sabrina! hahax..Just hope they don't gang up and bully me! I'm just a shy little boy, right Jojo?! muahahax....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz...Gd night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116120063389767564?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116120063389767564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116120063389767564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116120063389767564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116120063389767564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-23rd-birthday-my-dear-bud.html' title='Happy 23rd Birthday my dear Bud!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116077026783319628</id><published>2006-10-14T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T04:17:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew~</title><content type='html'>Finally done with my Cognitive Psyc Term paper. Spent 2 days on it!! Its only a 2 page paper mind you. I'm gonna get a bad grade for this paper. Didnt really understand the Qn, consulted the Prof, not much help either. All the literature reviews...Don't even understand what are they writing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems bad this semester, luckily its coming to an end soon but not that soon. Exams are coming sooner than I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more presentation, one more lab report, one more quiz, 5 more final exams papers. 6 more weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there when god gave out brains... I was probably the last few in the queue though, not much of a choice left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am okay now, just high on the temperamental side last night. PMS? lolx.. Thanks to those who cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres an auditors' joke:&lt;br /&gt;3 auditors went for a job interview, 1st one went in, the boss asked him, "whats 2 n 2?" He replied, "4!". The 2nd guy went in and gave the same reply. The 3rd guy went in, and said, "you are the boss, I will give you what you want 2 n 2 to be? and of course he got the job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That causes the downfall of Arthur Andersen accounting firm when indicted for obstruction of justice by shredding documents related to its audits of Enron. Upon indiciton, they lost all their clients and their license to practice. Thats why BIG 5 became BIG 4 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if NKF's ex-CEO TT Durai is indicted of all his charges, will PwC who is responsible for their accounts since 1999, be affected? Maybe not in terms of the jurisdiction but definitely some kind of a reputation cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Why am I talking about audit firms and their dirty acts? lolx...Maybe its because I just spoken to Kaijun on MSN. Hahax..Kaijun, start worrying now, PwC might end up like Arthur Andersen. Muahahahax..I'm so evil!!! But being the biggest of the 4 firms, they probably won't end up like arthur andersen, moreover, NKF is no where near Enron, lolx..so not to worry!! hahax...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116077026783319628?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116077026783319628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116077026783319628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116077026783319628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116077026783319628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/phew.html' title='Phew~'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116068355141554025</id><published>2006-10-13T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T04:07:39.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>Feeling sad, Period. Don't feel like elaborating. Gd night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116068355141554025?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116068355141554025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116068355141554025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116068355141554025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116068355141554025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116056590891189193</id><published>2006-10-11T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:25:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haze Haze..</title><content type='html'>Haze Haze..Our clear skies has been inflitrated by haze for the past 2 weeks. Indonesia has said that they had run out of funds to put out the fires at this hotspots and so they are waiting for their rainy season to arrive in a week or 2 to put them out naturally. So are we going to suffer for the next 2 weeks inhaling all this shitty air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way! Our PM has sent a letter to Indonesia's President today to express our disappointment in them handling the haze issue currently. He also urge the government to act accordingly in order not to affect Investor's confidence in the Asean region which are affected by the haze. Asean members whom are affected by the haze are meeting up this Friday in SG to solve this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These dumb Indonesians should have open their mouth to ask for help if they know they do not have the resources and capabilites to deal with the problem right from the start. I remember 2 weeks back, I read a press release, a SG spokesman said that if Indonesia request for assistance anytime, we will send down a few planes and provide them with artificial rain readily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend sent me this quote yesterday, and I found it rather meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“每个女孩都是天使，当她落下一滴眼泪时，上帝就会收回她的翅膀，所以世界上的男生都应该知道，当你面前的女孩为你流下泪时，她已经为了你而放弃了整个天堂。”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116056590891189193?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116056590891189193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116056590891189193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116056590891189193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116056590891189193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze-haze.html' title='Haze Haze..'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-116041844569554629</id><published>2006-10-10T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T02:27:26.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congraz SHIYUN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Woooohooooo...Congraz to Shiyun!!!! She was crowned Ms Earth Singapore 2006...Great job!!! Gonna represent Sg in Manila in Ms Earth International 2006 in Nov. So cool.. Don't forget my treat when you get your prize money wor! hahax..Hmm..Maybe by then, the supermodel has forgotten she once had a friend in NUS called Wei Wen le. Jia You wor! Go and do SG proud!! Bring back the title!!!! But mostly importantly is to enjoy yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside of it is, she has to disrupt her studies for one semester. That means to say, I will be by myself to attend lectures and tutorials for the rest of the semester. Sad. Luckily still got Anqi for one of the module, but the problem is, that bugger always Pon class, so wont see her most of the time also. lolx.. Today had lunch with her..Hahax..Maybe she knows I was alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Autumn Fest went Chinese Garden with Ah Lian. This year's theme was wonders of the world. So crowded, together with the Haze, cant really see the moon.hahax. Took loads of photos. Ah Lian flew off to Greece already. So good, no need to work, fly to Greece to enjoy, best of all, escape of this HAZE and enjoy good air over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my cognitive psy quiz results. 44/65. Lousy. Mean score was 45.38. Below average. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's social psy quiz wasnt so bad, at least I thought so. Hopefully turns out good, better if above average. All my quizzes results this semester are below average. Really need to wake up my bloody idea!!!! WAKE UP!!!!!! STOP DREAMING!!!!! Its 6 weeks to EXAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-116041844569554629?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/116041844569554629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=116041844569554629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116041844569554629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/116041844569554629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/congraz-shiyun.html' title='Congraz SHIYUN!!!!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115995257218132279</id><published>2006-10-04T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T17:02:52.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCH...Sch...sch...</title><content type='html'>I woke up late for my Stats lecture today. Slept at 3 in the morning, set my alarm clock to go off at 0930, so that I can go to school to study before the lecture at 2pm. Apparently, I did not hear any alarm clock, and the next thing that I am consciously aware of is, its 1330 in the afternoon, 30mins before class. Gosh! Rushed to wash up, ate lunch at home, luckily dad is at home, so he sent me down. Reached school just on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past 2 days had been quite hardworking, studying quite a bit for my social psyc quiz next week, which is 30%, can't afford any screw ups. The GEM quiz which I screwed up, I've already S/U that module, really can't afford to see another C on my transcript, I 've already got 1 in Sem1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are deadlines to meet every week this OCT;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/10: Social psy quiz 30%&lt;br /&gt;16/10: Cognitive Psy Term paper 20%&lt;br /&gt;23/10: Social Psy Project Presentation 20%&lt;br /&gt;31/10: Inside My Personal Computer Quiz 2 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always like that, you slack for 6 weeks, followed by a Mid Sem Break, then you will go crazy for the next 6 weeks meeting deadlines, followed by  the final exams. Interestingly boring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115995257218132279?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115995257218132279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115995257218132279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115995257218132279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115995257218132279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/schschsch.html' title='SCH...Sch...sch...'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115971040978220834</id><published>2006-10-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:46:49.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ling-a-ling-a-ling</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 2 plus in the afternnoon. Met up with Ling at Jurong East. She has been back for 2 weeks, havent met her yet. Went shop around at JEC and IMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to PJC old campus which is now Infomatics. Quarrelled with the bloody security guards there. So Damn rude! The security guard at the gate let us in to have a look, so we went to the office to take a look, then another guard shouted at us. Damn! Actually we are in the wrong, but that fucker so rude, so I quarrelled with him. Then we walked off, he got his manager and the guard at the door. The door guard started quarrelling with me again. Damn! All these guards are fucking rude! End of it the manager stepped in. Ah Ha! This is guy is polite, so told the 2 fuckers to shut up and spoke to the manager instead. I apologized since its our fault afterall. Rude fuckers are meant to be treated with rudely, told the manager his guards are rude, those guards did not even apologize. No wonder they are guards, guarding some shitty campus. If NUS campus security are so rude, they would have been sacked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho..and the best part, all these while I was talking to the 3 guys, my dear Ling was hiding behind keeping quiet. Lolx..I think she was so scared that she crapped in her pants. One of the guards was quite aggressive though, even I was kinda startled when he raised his voice. So I don't blame Ling for keeping quiet. Hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, we left and went to Science Centre and walked around. Apparently, Ling has never been into to the Sci Centre all her life. Lolx..Yes, this is not Ridley's believe it or not. hahax..Had our dinner at a coffeeshop then we left for home. Met Shiqi again at JE control station. Ling spoke to her a little and we left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115971040978220834?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115971040978220834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115971040978220834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115971040978220834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115971040978220834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/ling-ling-ling.html' title='Ling-a-ling-a-ling'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115964050448000813</id><published>2006-10-01T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T02:21:44.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Jason!</title><content type='html'>Met up with beeling at noon at Westmall to have lunch. After lunch, we sat at coffeebean to talk. All the way till 5pm then we left. Talked about everything under the sun. Have not seen her in a while, so catching up on each other's life. Good that she is happy at the current work. Jiayu didn't join us, I'm gonna ask her out next week. Tsk Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to downtown east in the evening for Jason's 21st birthday party. Ate, played cards, watched TV, played treasure hunting, and the treasure was Jason, and we were the only group who were enthusiatic about it and ran around. lolx...Well, we got him a Puma Watch which he wanted. Happy 21st Hatchday Jason!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115964050448000813?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115964050448000813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115964050448000813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115964050448000813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115964050448000813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-21st-jason.html' title='Happy 21st Jason!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115944484954087591</id><published>2006-09-28T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:00:49.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butter Factory</title><content type='html'>Butter Factory was a cool place with great music. The crowd there is kinda young though. The age limit for guys and girls are 23 and 21 but apparently they never really check. Really had hell loads of drinks last night. 4 blts of Volka and a blt of Martell for 11 of us, most of us got really high and 1 got drank. Me? Suprisingly, in the light of so much alcohol, I didnt drink much, only 3 glasses outta of 5 blts, and 3 glasses of very little alcohol and alot of mixer. Just not in the mood to drink, danced alot though. Zijun was high, so drove his car and the rest back. 3 cars, the other 2 drivers are okay luckily. Reached home at 4 odd in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a talk with Zhongliang. Not much progress but at least I know his point of view now. Shit just happens I guess. How can good buddies turn out to become like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11 this morning, went over to town to meet Lena and Winnnie for lunch. They were having their HOBTC meeting, and I got to wait for them for 2hrs. Had lunch at NewYorkNewYork. Winnie is going for cruise tmr, so good. Enjoy your trip ger!! Met Shiyun and Roy at citylink, Shiyun is going for her Swimsuit Competition at Marina Mandarin for Miss Earth Singapore. All the best ger!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean broke up with Auntie Lena. Bad news. She is taking it quite well though. Be well my dear ger and be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now when i went out, met my neighbor and we took the same lift down. On the way down, &lt;br /&gt;the auntie asked me, "eh boy, where is your gf? So long nv see her already."   &lt;br /&gt;Me: "no more le auntie"&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: "Oh broke up already, nvm lah, concentrate on your studies 1st" &lt;br /&gt;Me: ... (smile!)&lt;br /&gt;Lift door opens and I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was cycling and I stopped at a road junction waiting for cars to clear before crossing, there is this group of students from my sec sch who walked past me. Then one of the girl turned and looked at me again and said aloud, "thats the guy, thats the guy!" her friends turned and looked too. I knew none of them. So I just smiled and left. Weird. Maybe their conversation goes, "thats the guy, who raped the other ger..." or "thats the guy, who stole and got caught". Who knows?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my quiz results already. Pathetically low grade. 36.5/60. One of the lowest in class. Below the mean by 10pts. Any idiot would have done better. I must be stupid. Period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for my run soon. Later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115944484954087591?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115944484954087591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115944484954087591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115944484954087591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115944484954087591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/butter-factory.html' title='Butter Factory'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115934335513950317</id><published>2006-09-27T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:11:53.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Sem Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/DSCF2715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/DSCF2715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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;We had our freshman outing on Mon at Marina South. I guess there were more seniors than freshmens. Played a few games, Anqi got ink all over her done by me but I got back more. We had our Dinner at Marina South Pier. That place is quite nice at night, with bluish lights, windy and with a nice view too. After the entire thing ended, we went to Marina Square to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"John Tucker Must Die" is a good show. Simple plot, definitely funny. Its about this popular guy in school call John Tucker, who goes around cheating girls. And when this group of girls found out, they plotted for a revenge against him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is for Mon, Yesterday did nothing, slacked at home the entire day, chatting on MSN, reading my social psyc textbook, which is utterly boring, I wonder what the bloody Prof is teaching, because whatever she taught I can't seem to find it in the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out at night for a run. I ran 2.4km in 10.03 min. YooooHooooooo! Way towards my ippt GOLD!!! After the run, helped Shawn washed his car. White colored car is damn bloody hard to maintain, there is no way im going to buy a white colored car next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, slacking the afternoon away, probably going back to my textbooks later. Going up company later for training. And going to Butter Factory tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Today is Wed le, half of my mid sem break is gone, it seems like I have yet to do any of my readings and studying, did nothing for my Term paper. So damn Slack...Hmmm...Whateva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...MM Lee hit the news recently. He commented that Chinese in Indonesia and Malaysia are being marginalized. That is an understatment, anyone with eyes can see that, but I don't there is a need to say that during a speech. He was bombarded by Political leaders from Malaysia, Dr Mahathir said MM Lee was proud and arrogant by making this comment. PM Abdullah is requesting a for an official reply from MM as in why he made such remarks. Oh well..I guess he is getting senile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115934335513950317?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115934335513950317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115934335513950317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115934335513950317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115934335513950317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/mid-sem-break.html' title='Mid Sem Break'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115912975363792630</id><published>2006-09-25T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T04:29:13.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Li Sheng Jie - Zui Jin</title><content type='html'>Just got to know of this song recently on the radio. The lyrics are so meaningful. Maybe its because I can truly relate to the lyrics of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;李圣杰 - 最近&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近不说话怎麽了为什麽&lt;br /&gt;是不是有什麽事让你不快乐&lt;br /&gt;听说你最近很孤单&lt;br /&gt;有点乱有点慌&lt;br /&gt;可是我却不能够在你的身旁&lt;br /&gt;你想要的&lt;br /&gt;我却不能够给你我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能给的&lt;br /&gt;却又不是你想要拥有的&lt;br /&gt;我们不适合也不想认输&lt;br /&gt;好几次我们抱着彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;你常解释这样的一切都只是开始&lt;br /&gt;我觉得是所有的一切早就已结束&lt;br /&gt;不想再约束&lt;br /&gt;不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次会有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我却不能给你我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能给的&lt;br /&gt;却又不是你想要拥有的&lt;br /&gt;我们不适合也不想认输&lt;br /&gt;好几次我们抱着彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;你常解释这样的一切都只是开始&lt;br /&gt;我觉得是所有的一切早就已结束&lt;br /&gt;不想再约束&lt;br /&gt;不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次会有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;这一次我们都能很幸福&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115912975363792630?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115912975363792630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115912975363792630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115912975363792630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115912975363792630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/li-sheng-jie-zui-jin.html' title='Li Sheng Jie - Zui Jin'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115912347990869352</id><published>2006-09-25T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T02:44:40.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday Laurence!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Laurence's 21st birthday. He had a celebration at his house, followed by Q bar. Great dinner whipped up by his parents. A sinful one too. There were lamb, steak, chicken, sambal fried rice was excellent, salad fries and what not. Encoupled with loads of Alcohol. So many different varieties. We were all high even before leaving the house for Q bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know many new people. Many of whom are from NUS, some from NTU too, a few who graduated. Great people. Well, at least we speak the same lingo. Well sometimes you go to parties where people speak very differently (mannerism and content) and you think its either you are weird or they are weird. I went to his pary knowing only him and his girlfriend. But not too bad, their friends are all friendly people.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Damn Laurence did not tell me they were going to Q bar after dinner, so I went in berms and slippers, end up borrowing a pair of jeans and shoes from him. Had a great night. Took a night bus home, fell asleep, missed a few stops, walked all the way home. That is the problem with saving cab fares. Lolx.. Happy 21st Bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today feeling dizzy. Started gulping plain water down, felt better in the late afternoon. Excessive alcohol is never good physically and physiologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jurong East for dinner with Ah Lian. Went IMM to shop around after dinner. On the way back, met Shiqi at JE MRT station, said hi to her, have not seen her since mid June. Guess she is still looks the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Beeling this Sat afternoon after her tuition. Msged Jiayu to ask if she is free to join us, but no reply from her! So DAO! Shall msg her again tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115912347990869352?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115912347990869352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115912347990869352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115912347990869352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115912347990869352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-21st-birthday-laurence.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday Laurence!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115895353468768640</id><published>2006-09-23T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T03:36:35.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Present to the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/PICT0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/PICT0348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kebun Baru PAP Kindergarden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17yrs of friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Taken outside the kindergarden where we 1st met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The starting point of PAP indoctrination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday I gonna dig out my kindergarden graduation photo and upload it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/3expupils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/3expupils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Publicity Shoot Last Weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking at a tree in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should be obvious which one is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/26347675057185l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/26347675057185l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honorary Officer (NPCC) 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23yr old. Gained a hell lot of weight if you compared to the year 2000 photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/4919080947250l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/4919080947250l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reconnaissance Commander in the SAF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was 21 yr old, just turned adult, trying to look garang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/22101111200AM19621.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/22101111200AM19621.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parade Commander for Pioneer Sec NDP 2000.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a 17 yr young chap fresh after my CI course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/1600/22101105246AM45981.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3659/1380/320/22101105246AM45981.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Parade is formed up and ready, Sir!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fax was the parade 2/IC. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some Japanese Exchange Students and teachers were present at the parade (backgrd).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115895353468768640?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115895353468768640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115895353468768640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115895353468768640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115895353468768640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-present-to-past.html' title='From the Present to the Past'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115895160666688981</id><published>2006-09-23T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T03:00:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing significant...</title><content type='html'>Just another day.. Went to school for NPCC. Last parade, unit is standing down for examinations. The Sec1s went to Victoria School to support one of the seniors for competition. Bus broke down on the way back. They got to wait for another bus to pick them up, their belongings are still in school, so got to wait for them to return before we can leave. And its a long wait, from 1830 to 2030. Darn hungry! Went dinner with Ah Lian at JP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw my poster up in school, and a banner too! Not very used to seeing my own face up on the wall. My cadets are telling me, 'Sir, your photo is up in the foyer..blar blar blar'. Publicity is no good for me. I am just a commoner. Comparing with the rest of the ex-students who were involved in this publicity stint, I am the most common of all. The rest are either Top pupil, top student in poly, what book prize winners, what competition winner, from top JCs. Me? You just throw a stone on the streets at anyone, you will probably get someone like me, a normal undergraduate with fairly mediocore grades barely surviving amidst a sea of scholars and deans listers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my previous entry was kinda too long. I just typed on and on without realising it until I published it then I saw, oh, what grandmother story I've typed. Not much of a central idea, less hypothesis, probably cannot find a thesis statement anywhere. I just type whatever that comes to my mind. Lolx.. For those who spent time reading it, sorry for wasting your time. hahax..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115895160666688981?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115895160666688981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115895160666688981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115895160666688981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115895160666688981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/nothing-significant.html' title='Nothing significant...'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115886831272582570</id><published>2006-09-22T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T03:51:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Environment in Asia</title><content type='html'>Been a long time since I wrote on politics or rather something of a heavier nature. The last was I think during the Singapore's elections period, where it is advised not to blog about political issues. Well advised is a better word to use than 'Banned' or 'illegal'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IMF meetings were finally over yesterday, although it did not affect me much, I think it brought about much inconveience to the people working in the Suntec area with closure of roads, inspection of bags etc. I'm sure many National Servicemen suffered a worst fate by having their weekends burnt, units on 2NTM or 4NTM, elites units were probably put on stand-by or under quick reaction force on site. So its probably ironical to say 4 millions smiles welcome you. Of course that is only the down side of the event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about it is, it will bring about many investors to Singapore, investing millions of dollars in a presumely safe place as compared to the region lately and thereafter benefitting the Singapore Government. Of course Singapore is a safe place, with policemen roaming the streets 24/7, NSmen suffering burnt weekends, intelligence units working round the clock, even the MRT security were on the balls, this week in particular is the most number of times I see them stopping commuters and inspecting their belongings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, to everyone's delight, the terrorists directed their attention to Thailand which suffered a few bomb attacks, keeping Singapore safe. The government are happy, the delegates enjoyed their trip with world class services they received. Investors will be streaming in, GPD will increase, better economic growth, the rich will become even richer now, the poor will remain just as poor if not poorer, greater income disparity. Okay, I'm cynical. Well as least we know when there is a surplus in budget, the poor gets a share of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No protests are allowed during the IMF meetings, our democratic government has once again hit the news in international press, commendating what a liberal and democratic society we are. This is probably the only IMF meeting that we see the least number of protestants not that they gave up protesting, but were not given the chance to. Most of them are just social groups, they are not any Anti-Government or Pro-Terrorism groups. Well except for one, our dearest Mr Chee at Honglim Park. Not that I'm very pro-government, but that guy is bringing things to the edge. Security reasons they gave for rejecting the protesting groups, cannot withstand the media pressure and probably some pressure from IMF themselves, allowed a few groups in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a very significant contrast to what we see in Singapore, we take our eyes into the region, we will 1st see Taiwan and their anti corruption protest. More than a million gathered for a peaceful protest against their President. Its really suprising the taiwanese went through 10 days of protests in peace for they are infamous for the brawls and sprawls in parliment. Well, I guess leopard never changes its spot, violence broke out on the 11th day, clash involving thousands of people, started out with Ah Bian's supporters. After all this, Ah Bian's insistence that he is not stepping down is still very strong. It has progressed as such that they are urging people to stop work. So much for economic progress for the country. Political freedom or economic progress? I think its a difficult to judge. But 1 thing I can be very sure of, Singaporeans would definitely choose Economic Progess. Who gives a shit about who is the Prime Minister as long as there are some financial gains at the end of every financial work year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan is also under going political transition as the Prime minister steps down for someone else to take over. Stepped down under pressure, peaceful though. I think he views economic reforms for the country would be more benefits to the Japanese rather hanging onto the tenure and not performing well. Why Ah Bian cant see this point? Did not really follow on the Japan issues, the thing that is flooding the news these 2 days is none other than Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the few explosions and a intended protest to denounce violence this friday by wearing black or white, it evolved into something that changed the history of Thailand. The Prime Minister was in the states having a meeting with UN when he lost his job, the military took over his government, his cabinet was dissolved. Soldiers and armoured vehicles roamed the streets of Bangkok. It was a rather peaceful transition. The Thais were rather indifferent to it even to the extend of welcoming this idea. People wanted him to step down ever since their last elections, parliments was dissolved, votes were not enough for him to assume office again, jurisdiction passed on to the court, revote, and its him again. The optimistic thing about this coup is the military is not doing this to obtain power, they will pass on power to a newly elected government as soon as they can. Corruption really brings the downfall of a leader, no matter how talented they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asia's politics is in a mess now, we Singaporeans should actually be glad that we are here. At least we only see Tanks roaming the streets in Padang during National Day Parade. At least we don't see protestants fighting and throwing chairs all over the place, the most heated debate only occur once every 6years during elections, playing with each others words and sueing each other is probably as firece as it will go. At least we are not complaining that our Prime Minister should step down. At least we are not bombed every other day that tourists are fleeing the country. We should be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent report I read, they found out the our dear Prime Minister is the most highly paid poltician in the world, drawing a pay of USD50000/mth. Seconding that is the World's most powerful man, George Bush drawing only USD30000/mth. I wonder if our PM is busier than Bush, or has he got more important decisions to make than Bush such as to justify his pay. But well, he is doing a good job up there so I shouldnt dwell about his pay. At least Singapore ranks top few in terms of low corruption rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia's Ex-president Habibi was interviewed by the press yesterday, he was present for the IMF meetings. When questioned about the remarks he made in 1998 about Singapore being a small red dot on the world map, the refuted that his words were twisted by the press. He never meant that in degratory terms. He said his words actually meant Singapore is just a small red spot on the world map, and their economy is thriving so well, and Indonesian should learn from them. Well doesnt matter what his explanations were anymore, that was 8 years back, we should be looking forward rather than dwelling on the past. And anyway he was right, geographically, Singapore is really a small red dot on the world map. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Let's hope Ah Bian step down soon, a country can't really function well with a million people protesting for close to 2 weeks already. Let's also hope Thailand will restore their elected government soon. A military controlled state always spells danger, it only takes another Hilter wannabe. Japan's smooth transition is really comforting thus far. As for Singapore, we are still the rose amongst the thorns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115886831272582570?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115886831272582570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115886831272582570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115886831272582570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115886831272582570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/political-environment-in-asia.html' title='Political Environment in Asia'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115882050250987712</id><published>2006-09-21T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:35:02.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Term Break!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day of school before the commencement of the mid sem break!! Had 2 mid term quizzes on Mon and Tues. Have this feeling that I'm not going to do very well. Lets hope that I'm somewhere within the standard deviation of the mean score. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues was Beeling's 22nd hatchday, hereby wish her a very happy birthday. Hope she had enjoyed her day. Dinner next week okie! I'll msg you again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayu msged me for lunch in school yesterday, but my schedule couldnt accomodate her time so there goes my lunch treat from her. lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a another mid term quiz after the term break. Social Psychology, 60mcqs in an hour. Boring module. Auntie Vicky just labor on and on and on...oh sorry, I do mean Dr. Vicky. She has a sense of humor too. Too abstract for me though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Laurence's 21st birthday this Sat. Party at his house at Mount Faber. Happy Birthday dude! Should be going to his party, wonder what to get for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU-NUS NPCC Freshman outing is on next Mon during mid term break. Playing some games at Marina South. Lolx..Will be going, give Anqi some face since she is the coordinator. Lolx..my dear Anqi, It better to FUN K!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..Kaijun is starting work this coming Mon. Finally after the long wait. Don't be stress man..Its going to be a great start! Maybe you will meet some rich, handsome auditor in the company?! lolx.. Best of Luck k!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I updated my friendster's profile. I wrote some very lame stuff when I had nothing better to do last night other than sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to do some area cleaning now. Pack my books, notes and stuff. Its all in a mess.Last semester's textbooks and notes are still mingling with this semester's textbooks on my table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAND BY AREA!!!! Hmmmm...Sounds familiar, think I heard that somewhere before. Anyone, any idea?! Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115882050250987712?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115882050250987712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115882050250987712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115882050250987712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115882050250987712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/mid-term-break.html' title='Mid Term Break!!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115825953740512705</id><published>2006-09-15T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T02:48:49.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Photo Album</title><content type='html'>Finally uploaded some new photographs onto my photo album. It has not been touched since Jan 2006, my last uploaded photos were those of Lena's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographs can be viewed via the links on this blog itself under photo albums or they can also be accessed from my friendster's homepage, if anyone is interested at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing about using friendster's free account to upload photographs is, they only allow 50 photographs/month, which is kinda little. It should be enough if I update periodically, like say once a month. But now its like uploading 9 months worth of photographs in a day. Overloaded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaijun had a long post to a Qn I asked her over her tagboard. Wasnt expecting such a long answer from her, she had posted up an entry just to answer that Qn. As for me, the answer is a very short and simple one. Its never. No need for reasoning and justifications, its just simply never. So what exactly did I ask her? Go figure it out. View her post &lt;a href="http://senspalace.diaryland.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderland is paging for me. Laterz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115825953740512705?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115825953740512705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115825953740512705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115825953740512705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115825953740512705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-photo-album.html' title='My Photo Album'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115818105243351805</id><published>2006-09-14T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T05:13:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting back to the books..</title><content type='html'>Down with a flu and cough bug since last weekend. It is bad. The blocked nose has also caused my ears to be blocked too. Irritating, feels as though I can't hear shit. Feeling goggy the entire of monday in school. Couldnt pay attention at all, the nose, the cough, drowsiness due to medication. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues was much better. Sore throat was gone when I woke up. Cough was gone too, so I thought but it didnt go dormant for long, before the day ended it was back. Damn. It might be due to the popcorn and soft drinks I had during the movie, blame it on me, itchy mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch "Singapore Dreaming" with ah lian. Wasnt quite what I was expecting, in other words, not as good as I thought it would be. Cannot really relate to the story even though reviews has it that it has so much gonna do with our Singporean lives. How many of us will actually strike a 2 million TOTO and passed on due to a cardiovascular attack or something? And that actually left us with the cliche part of siblings yearning over the money, with a senile mother holding onto the money and turns out that the mother is only acting senile sees a good for nothing son and a trying to hard to impress but never gets the attention daughter in a gender discriminated family and a heart broken daughter-in-law to be. Overly dramatized, trying to hard to get real, ending up failing to impress anyone, it had failed to impress me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I am having 2 quizzes. Mon and Tues. Have been slacking real hard since school started and now reality strikes back. Definitely back to the mugging mood. Well, the good news is Mid Sem Break is just 2 weeks from now. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday there is a photoshoot for a group of ex-students in my sec sch. They are doing some marketing crap for the school's open house this year to increase enrolment. Therefore they got some of their graduated students whom are assumed to be doing potentially well in the society currently to improve the image of the school. Why me you might ask? I guess choices are quite limited. Gonna be in school by 0900hr in shirt, pants and tie. Such formality. Following the shoot, there will be an ATC debrief in the same compound at 1000hr. Shall see how my mugging goes along before deciding to attend the debrief or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I am not going down for parade. Mugging precedes anything else. When the weightage for the quiz is 30%, one cannot really afford to screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something bugging me for sometime already and maybe I shall pen it down here. To put it simply, how do you judge if its love, or its just finding back a habit that you've lost? Its the same thing in a long-runing r/s, is it love that pushes it on or is it the fear to ignite a change in life, to lose a habit so to speak that pushes a r/s on. If its the former is will be great isnt it, but if its the latter then it will be rather unfair. Well, I've moved on for sure, but some things will never be moved, they will remain there the moment you leave it behind, as you traced back your pathways years later, they will still be there, nothing has change because nothing will change. I suppose this is what they proposed as memories. Cognitive psychology? Well, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad timing to be thinking about this now..Sleeping would be a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep. Mugging resumes later. What a mugger!! Shame on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115818105243351805?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115818105243351805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115818105243351805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115818105243351805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115818105243351805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/hitting-back-to-books.html' title='Hitting back to the books..'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115783355250799674</id><published>2006-09-10T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T04:25:52.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 20th Hatchday dearest Winnie!!</title><content type='html'>I just got back from home from Winnie's birthday celebration. We had dinner at Swensens Orchard, following that is KTV session at Kster in Chinatown. Well, I'm down with a block nose and sore throat, could not really sing. Winnie and Sabrina are both sick too. Probably due to our last KTV session to celebrate my birthday a week before. Lolx..Was it the Chicken rice, the soup or the KTV room? Shrugs..Get well soon ladies..Me too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here wishing Winnie a very happy 20th birthday! Hitting the big 2!! Feeling old already?! lolx.. Well, a consolation is that you are not yet 21, so no legal obligations as yet! Hope you like the prezzie we gave you and the pleasant surprise! I did not lie to you okay, Withholding of information does not constitute to a lie. Lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah lian is sick too. Well, many people are sick, is Autumn a falling sick season? They call it fall but certainly not falling sick. Duh. She suffered from indigestion so said the doctor with a unspecified diagnosis. Was sent to A&amp;E the other night due to breathlessness. A&amp;E seems to be the hottest place in town recently. Lets hope it doesnt get to hot, for me at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! There is something I must put in this post before I sleep. If you think it is dangerous for girls to be out alone on the streets at night, it is likewise for GUYS too! Damn! Just now when I parted with the rest of them, whom all shared cabs home due to the convenient locality of their homes, I was left out of the picture due to my inconveiently located home. So I walked to the nearest bus stop I know of which has a night rider bus, and that is at clarke quay. So I walked alone from Chinatown to Clarke Quay, which isn't very far actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at this traffic light junction waiting for the man to turn green, this guy walked toward my driection, he got my attention by making some funny noise, so I looked at him and he stared at me, well, I thought he mistook me for his friend so I looked away. He continued walking to behind me, where the shophouses(chinatown rem?) were, leaned against the pillar and made funny noise to get my attention again. I turned behind and he smiled at me and waved for me to go over to him! WTF! I shook my head and he continued waving for me and starting using his hand to make this "blowjob sign" if you know what I mean! WTF!! Instead of waiting for the green man, hecks, No cars and I crossed the road. Fuck! So I increased my walking speed, walk by the side of the road, at least cars can see me if my ass get screwed somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like in the movie where some girl is being tailed, same feeling, same suspense as I walked but minus the desire to want to know what will happen next! Luckily, that sonna bitch never follow me. I was all ready to throw a few punches in his face if he tries to be funny. Judging from his built, which is slightly fatter than me, shouldnt be a problem to let him kiss the ground. Even if I can't fight him, I can definitely out run him. How far and fast can a fat sick gayboy run?! When I saw the line of neon lights lining down the street of clarke quay, I was more relieved. My ass is safe, I didnt had to suck someone esle's dick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich I smsed the 3 girls to see if their home safe and sound, well I always do that to whoever girl i'm out with at night, but this time round it was more significant. So moral of the story is, refrain from walking alone late in the night, regardless of whether you are male or female. Shit really do happens. Lolx..And maybe instead of guys asking if the ladies had reached home yet, the ladies might consider asking the guys too. Well, in this era of equality between the sexes, whatever that can happen to a lady, can happen to a man too! Am i not right?! lolx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115783355250799674?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115783355250799674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115783355250799674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115783355250799674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115783355250799674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-20th-hatchday-dearest-winnie.html' title='Happy 20th Hatchday dearest Winnie!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115765753919306488</id><published>2006-09-08T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T03:51:04.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ZcDena8fkY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ZcDena8fkY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the banned trailer for our latest local production Singapore Dreaming. It was banned for local use because it contained too much Hokkien but they are still using it for international publicity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the trailer, I would think it is a good show, I'm gonna watch it soon. Opens 7th Sep 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115765753919306488?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115765753919306488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115765753919306488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115765753919306488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115765753919306488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/singapore-dreaming.html' title='Singapore Dreaming'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115756261878034712</id><published>2006-09-07T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:10:20.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant week</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a pleasant week so far. Lena came over to NUS to clash my Stats lecture, got to know my wonderfully sarcastic stats prof. Lolx..Afterwhich went to town and bought Shiyun's bday prezzie whom bday falls on mon, Sep 11th. Well I'm passing her the prezzie tmr so its okie I can blog it now. Its a Precious Thots Cushion and a card suggested by Auntie Lena. The cushion has the words, "Friends never drift apart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, met up with Sean after he knocked off at City Link Mall. Went to NewYorkNewYork for Dinner, compliments of Sean and Lena. Thanks man! 1st time dining there, the queue is never ending. The food is okay, quite the same as NYDC I think. There is a Candy Floss maker in the restaurant and we can weave our own CAndyfloss!! Cool!! After dinner they came to my place for a drink, beer that they left behind during the NTU FOC, which i kept till now. Lolx.. And Thanks for the LAMY pen they gave me as bday prezzie!! Its very stylish I think! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a prezzie from Shiyun also. A Bday card and a Marks and Spencer Chocolate Bar! Thanks alot! The Chocolate bar is nice, very strong almond taste! I got belated Bday wishes from Christobel, Jiayu and Beeling also. Thank you all esp the Ecard from beeling. I guess for non school goers its hard to remember when is Teacher's day bah..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch "Snakes on a plane" on Sunday with ah lian. Quite a nice show, exciting storyline with all the snakes and stuff, simple plot with suspense and also a pinch of humor in it. Recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is night lecture,supposed to start at 1800hr, but the lecturer gotta attend court so its starting at 1840hrs says he. Gonna go sch early morning to do my readings and start a bit of my mugging le. 4th week already, and its quizzzzes in the 6th week! I'm still totally slack!! I've got research participation tmr also from 1600-1700 and then I'm meeting ZeChou at 1745hr to grab from him Sabrina's textbook. Helping Sab take it back from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is thursday, since Shawn said he is fully recovered now, we can get back to our exercise routine every tues and thurs. Haven been running the whole of last week and this week. Felt kinda slack already. I'm supposed to swim in school with ShiYun today, but I happily slept till noon. I'm really becoming a full time slacker now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full time slacker is penning off. Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115756261878034712?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115756261878034712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115756261878034712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115756261878034712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115756261878034712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/pleasant-week.html' title='Pleasant week'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115720985158339175</id><published>2006-09-02T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:15:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day!</title><content type='html'>This story begins 23 years ago, in the morning on 1st Sep 1983, a cute little boy was born. This cute little boy, was thereafter given the name "Wei Wen". So 23 years later, this cute little boy is now 23yr old, duh.. Not quite a great man yet, but going to be soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was how this cute boy celebrated his birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st Aug: Went to Comex at Expo with Ah Lian. Met Huiyin, her bf and sister on the train on the way there. Huiyin flew to China for exchange for a semester this morning. Ah Lian bought a new Kodak Camera at the Comex fair. After that, went to Changi Airport to have dinner at Swensen, then rotted at Pacific Coffee till late. Thank you for the Swensen's treat and the Adidas Shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Sep: Went to Sentosa at noon time. Enjoyed the Sun, Sand and the Sea. There were a lot of kids and mothers, less of Bikini babes. lolx..After which met up with more people, after dinner went to a KTV pub to chill till late. After KTV, Shawn drove us to AMK, our kindergarden, the 4 of us took a photo outside our kindergarden where we knew each other 17yrs ago. Cheers to 17yrs of friendship. Together with us was RenCai, who shares the same birthday as me, but a year older. Thank you Shawn for the fruit cake and for driving us around the whole day. Happy Birthday to you too Rencai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Sep: Slept till noon. Met up with Winnie and Sabrina at Kster in Chinatown. Of course we went K-ing. Thank you both for the KTV session, for the present, which is very useful! and for the dinner too! We sung from 3-7. Then had Chicken Rice for dinner, then went for dessert!! Sinful! lolx.. Had a great day though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Sep: Supposed to meet up with Christine, whom had owe me a date since the start of the year? Or was it last year? Well, nevermind, wasnt important anymore. But she has got something on, so not going out le. So for now, shall slack at home tomorrow and maybe do some of my readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..Thatz all for my birthday celebrations. Simple, different people but fun and enjoyable. Not many gifts but its okie, too old for prezzie anyway. lolx..What matters most is at least there are people who remembers my birthday. I think if there is one day where no one remembers your birthday, that would be the saddest thing that can happen. So for now, I'm glad. And also, birthday celebrations when you are single can be fun too!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone whom had sent me greetings on MSN and SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..Happy Birthday to JAnice too! Whom also shares the same birthday as me, same year too!!! Hope you had enjoyed your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 23rd Birthday to Karin, falls on 29th Aug! Stay pretty always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday to Yasi, falls on 30th Aug! Best wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday to Choon Wee, falls on 31st Aug! Happy National Day to all M'sians too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday to Biyu, falls on 2nd Sep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Of course, to all teachers out there, Happy Teachers' Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115720985158339175?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115720985158339175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115720985158339175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115720985158339175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115720985158339175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115643259253227209</id><published>2006-08-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:16:32.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day!</title><content type='html'>Today is a bad day! Quarrelled with mum, dad threw away my Chocolate Box from Germany which I wanted to keep. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for Camp tommorrow till Sunday. Enjoy myself there. Heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch The Break Up last Saturday with ah lian. Quite a funny show, but the ending was bad. Or rather there wasnt a ending. Maybe thats the way things goes these days, it just happen without any propoer ending, leaving it to the audience's imagination and probably its easier for them to write a sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun went to watch Ghost Game with ah lian again and fax also. It was lousy horror movie, more of a comedy to me. Plot was bad, lacks storyline, no suspense. Conclusion" Don't waste your time and money on it. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115643259253227209?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115643259253227209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115643259253227209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115643259253227209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115643259253227209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-day.html' title='Bad day!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115588530675977015</id><published>2006-08-18T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:15:07.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>1st week of school just passed by like this. Nothing much, Still rather slack, 3 and a half months of holiday mood still lingers around. Got to switch back to studious mode fast. Spent a great deal on textbooks, broke now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my unit's Passing Out Parade for the Sec4/5s, got to reach unit at 8am, followed by .38 revolver shooting competition prelims shoot at Home Team Academy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week there is nothing much lined up for me, except for the weekends, I'm going for my area's Adventure Training Camp. 3days 2night at Pulau Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night supposed to play billards at Taman Jurong with Shawn and Co. Ended up at NUH A&amp;E instead. Lolx..Shawn has a bugging headache for quite sometime already, last night after our jog, he felt dizzy, so drove him to the hospital instead. This is the 2nd time I sent people to the A&amp;amp;E, 1st time was Chongliang, also in the middle of the night, waited the entire night. Last night was better, last people I presumed. Lolx..So its always good to have a license I supposed, you never know when you will need it to save lives. Luckily Shawn is okay, referred to a specialist, given some medication thats all. The Doc said it might be due to stress. Some Tension headache shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 5am, went to sleep, got woke up at 11am! Damn! Some cock neighbours upstairs are drilling some shit holes, making a hell loads of noise. Lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for swim in school with Shiyun on wed before our lecture. Been quite some time since I swam, after 20laps, I concussed le. Shiyun is much fitter than me!!! She swam 30laps!! Shame on me! Really old le..hahax.. That night went for a jog too. Yesterday went jogging too! Should really keep up with this healthy lifestyle. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I got to give the Standard Chartered Marathon at the end of this year a miss! Its on the 3rd Dec, and screw it, I've got a paper on the 4th and 6th. What the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a NUS-NPCC Welcome Tea for the freshies at 1830hr later. I'm not going man, its my free day and still go to school?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Ah Lian for Dinner later in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing further out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115588530675977015?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115588530675977015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115588530675977015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115588530675977015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115588530675977015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115550550561504963</id><published>2006-08-14T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T05:46:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a school day!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah! After a long long wait, its finally back to school. But I'm screwed, gonna wake up at 0830 later and I still awake now. Went to bed at 3am, rolled about but just can't get to sleep so here I am now at this hour blogging. Can't help, had been sleeping at 6-7am in the morning for the past week. Hope my Bio clock can be adjusted back pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My timetable is pretty screwed this semester. Start Mon at 10am to 1800hr, Tues and Wed only lesson at 1400-1600. Thurs's only lesson at 1830 to 2130. Crap! But at least its still 4day week. I could not get Financial Acct. I will try to bid again in Rd3. Bidded for a Law module instead and got it for 1 pt. Intro to Commercial Law. Wanted to take Intro to legal system in SG but exams date clashes with core module. Sianx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..Did nothing much over the weekends. Sat, I stayed at home the entire day to watch DVDs. &lt;strong&gt;Garfield 2, Pride and Prejudice, Priates of the Carribean&lt;/strong&gt;. Garfield 2 is lame. Sit back and relax kind of movie which doesnt require much of the brain. Entertaining though. Pride and Prejudice is a good show. Its a love story going through a battle of the sexes, pride, social rank, social status b/w and women. It has a happy ending though, seeing couples from different social rank and backfground ending up together. Fell asleep watching Priates of the Carribean. Maybe I not suited to watch this kind of movie, willing continue some other day. lolx. &lt;strong&gt;My super Ex girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt; is a good catch too. Light hearted and hilarlious movie. &lt;strong&gt;She's the man &lt;/strong&gt;is a damn funny show too, a girl acting up as her brother just to play soccer in the school team, fell in love with her rommie. Happy ending too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet up with Shiqi on Sat morning but I called off the thing. If she is not interested, then I cannot be bothered either. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching DVDs the whole day, went to watch some Street Parade National Day celebrations organised by BoonLay Sec in the evening with Shawn. It was something like Chingay, they blocked up the entire street and had rows of spectators stand by the road with perfomance going by. It was followed by a staged performance at the park near home. Guests includes Kelly and Weilian. It was great hearing them sing live. Should have heard Kelly sing "Bei Ai De Nu Ren" unplugged. Outstanding! She also sung "Ai Wu Li". WeiLian sung his usual "TongHua", some hokkien song and also "Ai hen Nan". Now I really understand why WeiLian won the superstar competition. When Kelly got on stage, the crowd were all still seated orderly only a few screams here and there but when WeiLian got on stage, everyone stood up and rushed to the front, suddenly everyone took out the cameras and start taking photos, Fans came prepared with Signages of WeiLian and they are started screaming. Finale song was a duet by both of them, "Ni Zhui Zhen Gui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday woke up in the afternoon. Nobody at home. Switched on my laptop which was left untouched throughout my vacations. Updated some stuff and programs, downloaded my lecture notes, charged it, all ready for school. Asked Ah Lian out to IMM. Went shopped around then had dinner at this Noodle Hut. 2 of us ordered so much food, eat till wanna puke..lolx..After Dinner sat at Macdonalds to chit chat till 10plus then came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some formal clothing and passed them to Weiyang for his presentation later. Good Luck for your presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened on Friday too, went unit for parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs night met up with KJ and KL for supper, talk talk talk till 7am in the morning. Lolx. KJ, rememeber wor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Motion creates Emotion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this is not what I said, Anthony Robbins said it, The way we move, changes the way we think, feel and behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn..its almost 6am already..Back to bed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115550550561504963?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115550550561504963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115550550561504963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115550550561504963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115550550561504963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-school-day.html' title='Its a school day!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115515718090355193</id><published>2006-08-10T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T04:59:41.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic Instinct 2</title><content type='html'>I'm just done with the show Basic Instinct 2. Its a great show, beautiful ending. Its really a must watch for all Psychology Students. The entire show is about fucking up minds. It shows how true manipulation really works with meticulous planning where one's mind is so fucked that he doesn't know what is the truth anymore. With 3 different people telling you 3 different stories about the same thing, its no joke that your mind gets fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the story is the ending, when Sharon Stone narrated the flip side of the coin, you don't really know who killed who, you don't really know who is telling the truth, your mind has been fucked and you end up in a Asylum for reasons you may or may not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is the most interesting part about the study of human behavior and psychology. The ability to manipulate people to think and act in conjunction with you. That is how sales people work, that is how motivational speakers work, that is how psychologists work, they simply fucks up your mind in a positive way I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all with Adam Khoo's (A millionaire at age 26) Neuro Linguistic Programming, or Anthony Robins's (A millionaire at age 25) Neuro Associative Conditioning. Putting it in simple and crude terms, knowing how to fuck up another person's mind earns you big bucks at a very young age! Of course when you put it to legal and good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats the reason why people say psychologists read minds. In fact, they don't, what they probably do is screw your mind to think in a way they want you to, and when your mind is screwed, there you go, you will think they can read you! Simple! Yes, this thought is scary, but if its to your own benefits then why not? By the way, NLP and NAC were created by Psychologists and psychiatrists, the 2 smart fellows just adopted them and succeeded in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not to worry about talking to me, I can't screw minds yet, neither can I read minds. Lolx...And if I don't go to bed now, I'll be screwed tmr. Laterz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115515718090355193?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115515718090355193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115515718090355193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115515718090355193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115515718090355193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/basic-instinct-2.html' title='Basic Instinct 2'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115512151207812511</id><published>2006-08-09T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T19:05:12.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Type 恋爱型</title><content type='html'>Was reading WanBao and saw this full page article about Love Type by SDS. One of the Qn goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugee Jumping is dangerous, Sky Diving is even more exciting, Will you Try? Please choose your answer from below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Even if you kill me, I wont go&lt;br /&gt;2. Although I'm scared, I will still give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;3. If others could do it, I can too!&lt;br /&gt;4. Pretend I have heart dieases and dont go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I chose 3.&lt;br /&gt;率直型。&lt;br /&gt;你在感情上绝对坦白，也是爱情的常胜军，但有时就是太有自信了，反而把对方吓走，所以偶尔最好式式欲擒故纵，或若即若离来保持一定的矜持。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who chose 1 are Logical and Reasoning Type, 2 are courageous type and 4 are the Weaklings type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also the 成熟稳重型。&lt;br /&gt;具有强烈的责任感，知道自己要怎样的爱情，会计划好自己的恋爱方程式，对爱情有绝对的忠贞。通常这种人也比较有家庭概念，不感性，非常的理性。要是爱情淡去的时候，也会放手，不会想不开。&lt;br /&gt;和谁配：家庭理念型，完美注意型。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are out with your gf/bf holding hands while shopping, you met your friend, what will your gf do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Stop and talk to your friends&lt;br /&gt;b. Say "Hi" ans stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;c. Pretend that she dont know they are your friends&lt;br /&gt;d. Pretend not to see them and let them walk by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose B.&lt;br /&gt;恋人会与你的朋友打招呼，表示是个很懂礼貌的人，或许因为不善交际，但个性温和。他和你不一定有拮据，但会成为好朋友。你需要注意自己拥有的条件，当你把对方带进你的社交圈时，要注意帮恋人制造轻松的气氛，以免造成对方的难为情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thatz all..Most of it are true I guess...Im just bored so did it for fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 3 DVDs with me, but too lazy to watch.&lt;br /&gt;1. Garfield 2&lt;br /&gt;2. v for vendetta&lt;br /&gt;3. Basic Instinct 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting next week. Can't wait man.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs supper with KL and KJ.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Shiqi this sat morning.&lt;br /&gt;My Sec4/5s Passing out parade on the 19th aug,next sat. Going for movies with Ah Lian after that.&lt;br /&gt;Anqi asked me to date her out, said she very free..lolx..but im very busy..hahax...Next week bah! Since I'm still on 3day wk! lolx...I date you to study in Central Lib k! The most romantic place to date! hahax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..Going out to meet Andrew now! Laterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115512151207812511?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115512151207812511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115512151207812511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115512151207812511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115512151207812511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-type.html' title='Love Type 恋爱型'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115481911409878780</id><published>2006-08-06T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T07:05:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when September Ends</title><content type='html'>Itwas a great day spent at KL. Did not buy much. Only 2 Samuel and Kevin shirts that cost S$8 and S$10. Really cheap. Bought a jacket from Polo Jeans Co, cost S$103. KL is having mega sale, something like our GSS. Everything is going at dirt cheap prices. Had dinner at Manhatten Fish, the prices over there as compared to our SG outlet at PS really differs quite a bit. Its cheaper there of course. Spent a total of $150 in Malaysia, shopping and dining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Kaijun, I did not manage to get any food stuff. I did not go to any of those Auntie Marketplace where they sell tonnes of food and stuff. Was hanging around Times Sq and KLCC the whole day. Asked you what you want, tell me food! Greedy! lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 6th Aug today. My handphone reminder went off at 0000hr just now as I was on the North-South Highway returning to SG. The 2 reminders were not set by me, probably set a long time ago. The 1st one reads, "our anniv..hahahaz 4th", the 2nd one reads, "rem to say I m pretty". The msges probably don't mean anything now but still I will say, Yes, you are pretty. Didnt say it enough in the past, and it doesnt even matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is coming to an end soon, its gonna be autumn soon. My favourite season. My birthday is coming soon amidst Autumn too. Suddenly thought of the song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wake me up when September ends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;becoming who we are&lt;br /&gt;as my memory rests&lt;br /&gt;but never forgets what I lost&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115481911409878780?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115481911409878780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115481911409878780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115481911409878780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115481911409878780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake me up when September Ends'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115473045081743753</id><published>2006-08-05T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T06:27:30.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur!!!</title><content type='html'>I will be leaving for KL in an half an hr's time. Zhongliang will be driving Daphne and me there. Its shopping time again! Don't know what's there to buy over there, just go and see see look look. Things should be dirt cheap there with the currency at S$1 to RM2.30. Will be coming back tonight, wont be staying overnight there. Anything important, still can reach me, I will be on roaming. Important means "your call can help me earn $$$" if not please don't call. hahax. If its life threatening, call 995 or 999, call me I cannot help you, it takes 4hrs to drive back to SG, you will be dead by then. No lah..just crapping, just call me if anything, anything at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, met up with Chicken with Fax last night. Been a long long time since I last saw her! Talked for long long hrs deep into the night. Its great meeting up and catching up with old friends. She is gonna work in NUS soon! I can meet her up everyday le, ehhh, no not everyday, if nothing goes wrong with CORS, I will be on a 3day week again this semester and up till now, it is still promising. lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester's module bidding is not as stressful as the previous 2 sems. Maybe more experienced already, or I'm just lucky. Got 3 of my Psyc modules at 1pt each! Unbelievable. Maybe I have been Suay enough, so its time to get lucky man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Suayness, my dear Winnie misplaced her camera at Sentosa the day before just before we left the Island. The camera just disappeared miraculously. Made a lost report at the Ranger Station, hopefully some kind soul will pick it up and return to her. We took so many photos that day, all gone. Luckily we developed a photo at the Island Life shop taken by the staff there, so thats the only photo we have left! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina, Winnie, Jacky and myself were at Sentosa the entire day, played the Sentosa Luge 1st. Totally lame, highly not recommended! lolx.. $8 for 1 ride and $15 for 3 rides. We bought the 3 rides one of course. I think its just not Winnie's day, on the last ride, she hit the kerb and suffered from some abrasions on the shin and knee. Hmm..although its lame, but still its some kind of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the beach next, but we lost our way due to some crap renovation works all over the Island, end up at some herbs garden and back to the Luge place, took a bus to the beach in the end. Took the Tram at the beach transfer point to Siloso beach then U-turn back change to another Tram went to Palawan beach. Settled down at Palawan beach and soaked in the sea for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PS for Pizza hut because harborfront does not have an outlet. Bad Service man! Real bad service! This is not the 1st time I have problems with Pizza hut. 3rd time I think! 1st time was at PS also before they renovated, 2nd time was at JP and now the 3rd time at PS again. The dumbfucked manager by the name of Jennifer got STUNNED by me. I asked her whether PizzaHut charges a service fee, she told yes, all pizzahut outlets in SG charges service charge! DUH! End up she offered to waived off the service charge! But still I do not recommend the place to dine. LOUSY! I think they don't know what is GEMS. They should really learn something from Macdonalds!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the Pizzahut incident, the day was great!!!! Soaking up on the beach and Suntanning is my favorite thing to do. Sabrina found it boring. lolx..She is just not a beach person! Wrong person to visit the beach with! hahax...We go underwater world next time k..lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I sold a showerhead and some products and earned myself some bucks! On top of my little profit, my aunt gave me a 100bucks to spend! Good things happen to me because I've been doing alot of good deeds! lolx.. I shall keep up the good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;凡是发生必有其目的，其结果必有利于我！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnie!! Remember this phrase I told you!! Although you lost your camera, but something good will happen to you soon cuz everything happen for a reason, and the result will be beneficial to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the modules that I'm taking this coming semester, just in case anyone wants to take up on a mod as me..lolx, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL3233 Cognitive Psy&lt;br /&gt;PL3235 Social Psy&lt;br /&gt;PL2131 Statistic 1&lt;br /&gt;FNA1002X Financial Acct&lt;br /&gt;GEK1500 Inside your computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already gotten the 1st 3 psy mods at 1pt each, left with 2 other mods. Financial Acct should be quite difficult to bid. Nvm, I will still try. Should be taking 4 same mods as Shiyun this sem. I think I will see her everyday in all classes, like last sem I see Anqi everyday also! lolx.. Do not know what mods Anqi is taking, if no same mods as her then sianzzz, nobody to SUAN during classess, life would be so boring! hahahax..No lah, I will miss you de Anqi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho! Going off le...laterz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115473045081743753?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115473045081743753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115473045081743753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115473045081743753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115473045081743753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/kuala-lumpur.html' title='Kuala Lumpur!!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115446080149821830</id><published>2006-08-02T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T03:33:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS!!</title><content type='html'>In May, my body condition goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 77.9kg&lt;br /&gt;Body Fats: 23.8%&lt;br /&gt;Water Mass: 55.8%&lt;br /&gt;Muscle Mass: 56.3kg&lt;br /&gt;Bone Mass: 3.1kg&lt;br /&gt;Metabolism Rate: 1722kcal/day&lt;br /&gt;Metabolic age: 30yr old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my body condition goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 74.7kg&lt;br /&gt;Body Fats: 14.5%&lt;br /&gt;Water Mass: 62.3%&lt;br /&gt;Muscle Mass: 60.4kg&lt;br /&gt;Bone Mass: 3.3kg&lt;br /&gt;Metabolism Rate: 1836kcal/day&lt;br /&gt;Metabolic age: 17yr old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not lose much weight in fact. I think the weighing scale in my house is really spoilt. But the great thing is I lost a lot of FATS!!! And all the fats are converted into muscle mass!!! GOOD!! At least I know that all that I've lost are not just water. I'm gonna work on it more, I need to lose another 4.7kg to reach 70kg!! Body fats should be at 12% or less. Way to GO!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115446080149821830?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115446080149821830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115446080149821830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115446080149821830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115446080149821830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-news.html' title='GOOD NEWS!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115394116174739123</id><published>2006-07-27T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T03:12:41.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping! Shopping! Shopping!</title><content type='html'>Screw the last post that got screwed somewhere in the 3rd dimensions after I published, now I gotta retype...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day shopping today with Sabrina, with Winnie joining us later in the afternoon. Its really enjoyable shopping with them, I just stood at the fitting room and they will bring me tonnes of clothes for me to try on. I tried on at more than 10pieces of clothes at Project Shop and at least 5 pieces at AX. Lolx... And I just chose and bought from whatever they had chosen. Thank you my 2 dear ladies for accompanying me to shop and all the clothes you have chosen for me. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for Sabrina to come at Orchard Mrt, was asked to do a marketing research survey done by this company ACORN. Research on Men's hygenie products from haircare to shaving pdts etc. Quite a long one, think it lasted for 15-20mins, result? A free Giodano T-shirt for doing the survey. Not a bad deal. Did not know about the gift initially, only got it after I finished everything. Think the company that engaged ACORN to do this market survey is GATSBY. The lady keep asking me about GATSBY products, which sadly, I dont use any of them. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a great amount of money today. Now I am officially BANKRUPT. I have to live on bread and water from now on. Anyone wants to treat me to lunch or dinner, please do so generously and just give me a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what I've got today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 x AX T-shirts: $138&lt;br /&gt;02 x Proj Shop Shirts: $139.20&lt;br /&gt;01 x Bilabong T-shirt: $39.90&lt;br /&gt;01 x Fox Men Bermudas: $34.30&lt;br /&gt;01 x WH bermudas: $53&lt;br /&gt;01 x Rauph Lauren Socks: $19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total amount spent: S$423.40&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 400 over bucks in 6hrs! Feeling: SHIOK!!! Aftermath: Huge damage in the bank account. Consequence: Filed for banruptcy and surviving on bread and water. After shopping we went to DING TAI FENG for dinner, the ladies treat. Thanks for the treat ladies, it was good dinner. When I get lifted from Bankruptcy then I treat you all k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a busy week. The rest of the week is gonna be busy too, all the way till next Friday I'm fully booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 27th July: Meeting up Kaijun and Co to play cards.&lt;br /&gt;Fri 28th July: .22 revolver shooting compeition range duties at HTA, 1300 to 1800hr&lt;br /&gt;Sat and Sun, 29-30th July: Persuasion Seminar, 2 full day event.&lt;br /&gt;Mon 31st July: Sucks to the CORS module bidding, Rd1a.&lt;br /&gt;Wed 2nd Aug: CSSP CIP @ matric fair NUS, 0900-1700hr&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 3rd Aug: Sentosa trip with Sabrina and Co.&lt;br /&gt;Friday 4th Aug: Unit Parade, Meeting up with Angel for coffee after parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A busy man I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Kahheng on Mon. Had a long long chat the entire afternoon. Talked about everything under the sun. Missed those days where we sat next to each other in class in sec sch. Take care bud. See you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115394116174739123?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115394116174739123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115394116174739123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115394116174739123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115394116174739123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/shopping-shopping-shopping.html' title='Shopping! Shopping! Shopping!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115367052194827655</id><published>2006-07-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:02:02.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Just got home after a 3 day 3 night NTU NPCC Freshman Orientation Camp. 1st night of camp in NTU, never sleep at all. Went back Unit for NDP rehearsal in the morning, went back NTU after the rehearsal. 2nd night of camp at Sentosa, only slpt an hour. Tired. Going to catch up on my sleep. Update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Kahheng at Jurong Point tommorow at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterzzzz....Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115367052194827655?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115367052194827655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115367052194827655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115367052194827655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115367052194827655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115343226784827147</id><published>2006-07-21T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:51:07.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful excerpts from a website</title><content type='html'>In love, we win very rarely, but when love is true, even if you lose, you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when we stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that, they'd be happier if we let go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss?This is because THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD ARE UNSEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind, but keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world. It's the beginning of a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness lies for those who cry those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great love? It's when you shed tears and still you care for them, it's when they ignore you and still you long for them. It's when they begin to love another and yet you smile and say, "I'm happy for you." If love fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly again. Remember you may find love and lose it, but when love dies, you never have to die with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strongest people are not those who always win but those who stand back up when they fall. Somehow, along the course of life, you learn about yourself and realize that there should never be regrets, only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel, and not how you let go but how you hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more dangerous to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outward tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best to wait for the one you want than settle for one that's available. It's best to wait for the right one because life is too short to waste on just someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115343226784827147?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115343226784827147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115343226784827147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115343226784827147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115343226784827147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/meaningful-excerpts-from-website.html' title='Meaningful excerpts from a website'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115343189079953058</id><published>2006-07-21T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:44:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree, Leaf and Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its not a matter of whether or not Tree asked Leaf to stay. When the stem that joins Leaf to Tree is weaken due to certain reasons, no matter how much Tree asked Leaf to stay, Leaf will still leave sooner or later. Tree might be extend Leaf's stay, but the weakened joint is a weakened joint, it will never to as strong as it used to be. Leaf will not be happy living in such adverse conditions so it might be better indeed for Tree to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind's pursuit is just a minor factor affecting Tree's decision to let go. Somehow, Wind's pursuit acts a catalyst in this reaction. If Leaf is firmly rooted to Tree, no matter how strong is Wind's pursuit, Leaf will not depart. Sometimes, even when Tree is being uprooted after a storm, Leaf will sticks with Tree, maybe this is what they call "Till death do us part".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The root of the problem lies in what happened to the joint that binds Leaf to Tree. That is what Tree wants to know now, so as to prevent future leaves from leaving. Speculations only bring about part of the answer. Only Leaf will have the true answer behind everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fault lies not in Wind and neither does it lies with Leaf, I think the root of the problem lies with Tree. A lack of nutrients supplied from Tree to Leaf causes the joint to weaken. Tree has probably taken Leaf too much for granted and thus did not bother to supply sufficient nutrients to Leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind did pursue, Tree indeed didnt ask her to stay. Leaf left....Why didnt Tree ask Leaf to stay? Because Tree can no longer supply nutrients to Leaf, letting her leave for somewhere where there are more nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: Suddenly recalled this story about Tree, Leaf and Wind. The above is just a personal thought process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115343189079953058?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115343189079953058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115343189079953058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115343189079953058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115343189079953058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/tree-leaf-and-wind.html' title='Tree, Leaf and Wind'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115342818909797257</id><published>2006-07-21T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T04:43:09.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong!!</title><content type='html'>Hohoho! Went to KJ place to play mahjong this afternoon. KL is supposed to cook lunch for us, but she is too lazy!!!!! PIG! So we end up having lunch outside. Started mahjong session after lunch. Hohoho! It is of great pleasure to win money from the 3 ladies.lolx...Paiseh? Feel bad? Ehhh..Not at all! lolx....I never bully them and cheat their money in case you are wondering. They are good at the game too! I was just a little luckier. Actually only win $12, not alot also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week meeting up again to play cards. These ladies are really gambling addicts man! lolx..Always gamble! Hehe..This time gonna play DaiDee, they still don't know they are playing with the KING OF DAIDEE...tsk tsk tsk...Well shalt speak so soon, maybe they are all Queens of Daidee, then I will lose my pants off. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Module Bidding starting soon, have not thought of what modules to take for next semester. Only decided on my core modules, the other modules have not given it a thought yet. Shall look into it soon. CORS bididng, another round of unneccessary stress and trauma!! lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with Kahheng on Monday. Have not seen him in a long time. He is gathering a few of our sec sch classmates. Thanks for your concern, im really okay le. And thank you Peijun for your concern too! Hope you are happy in your current job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it really touches me, to have so many friends, dropping me msges every now and then, asking me if I'm coping ok. Really thank you all! Im coping fine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm waiting for KJ's call. Wondering if she is coping okay. Sorry, I wasnt able to pick up your call and render you help when you need it most. I was out for a run, bad timing for a run I guess, so sorry. I will give you a listening ear anytime you need them okay! Just call me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently reading this book by Adam Khoo, "MASTER YOUR MIND, DESIGN YOUR DESTINY". Adam Khoo earned his 1st million dollars at the age of 26, from a sec sch drop out to VJC and to 1st class Hons NUS grad and currently owning 4 companies, uses Neuro Linguistic Programming techniques to help thousands of people succeed in their own field. A book worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another book in hand which I will start reading after this Adam Khoo's book is by Donald J.Trump, "Think like a Billionaire". I've been injecting myself with loads of knowledge from all these self-improvement books that I've been reading. But reading them is one thing, practicing them is another. Its hard, practicing them requires a large magnitude of changes to my current life. I'm trying nevertheless, step by step, enroute success!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115342818909797257?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115342818909797257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115342818909797257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115342818909797257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115342818909797257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/mahjong.html' title='Mahjong!!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115320534318097843</id><published>2006-07-18T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T14:49:03.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Gonna be busy this coming 2 weeks. Keep me occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/07 - Thurs: Meeting KJ for Mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;21/07 - Fri: Dating Ms Yuen for Dinner after parade.&lt;br /&gt;21-23/07 - Fri night to Sun: Freshman Orientation Camp @ NTU and Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;25/07 - Melissa's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;26/07 - Dating Sabrina to go shopping!!!!&lt;br /&gt;29/30/07 - Success Persuasion Seminar!!&lt;br /&gt;31/07 - CORS Bidding Round 1A !!!! SUCKS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115320534318097843?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115320534318097843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115320534318097843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115320534318097843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115320534318097843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115308077378683454</id><published>2006-07-17T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T04:16:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>两个不同世界的人。。。</title><content type='html'>两个不同世界的人，在一起一定会痛苦而不会幸福吗？怎样才称得上是两个世界的人？幸福与痛苦的定义又是什么呢？这几个问题在心中徘徊了很久很久，明确的答案我还不知其然，但多少也有点概念吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根据佛家的观点，人的一生都是在逃离痛苦，同时也在寻找快乐。逃离了痛苦并不表示一定快乐，快乐是必须自己寻找和掌握的。那两个世界的人在一起的痛苦怎么办呢？它不是用逃避就能解决的问题，双方一起的努力是必然的，互相牵就与谅解，会把痛苦转化为快乐。这不是很艰难吗？肯定是，这我不否认，只要任何一方放弃了，觉得对方不能给予自己所要的幸福时，其他的也不必多说了。一个巴掌拍不响，必然的，这是双方面的错，自我检讨是无可避免的。失败绝对不是成功之母，失败后的检讨与改善，才是成功之母。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那怎样才称得上是两个世界的人呢？是宗族？宗教？社会地位？年收入？还是年龄的差役？是谁把这条线画上的呢？我觉得是自己吧。当你认为两个人是属于不同世界的人时，那就把原本一条模糊的线加深了。所谓，凡人心所能想象，并且相信，它终究成为事实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同世界的人在一起，一定幸福吗？未必。不同世界的人在一起，必定痛苦吗？也未必。一切都须要两个人一起的努力，寻找两人所要的幸福。在不同的世界里，我选泽了放弃，让你能寻找你同样世界里，能让你幸福的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写了一堆，不是什么至理名言，也没什么墨水可言，只是一番心里话，没有伤害任何人的意识。&lt;br /&gt;想想，我好久没用中文写作了。不只英语差，华语也越来越烂，还是去睡觉好了。晚安！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115308077378683454?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115308077378683454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115308077378683454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115308077378683454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115308077378683454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_17.html' title='两个不同世界的人。。。'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115305335575948864</id><published>2006-07-16T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T20:35:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>Went up company this afternoon for a session with Yannie Jie. Good time spent, cleared many doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping afterwhich, with Elaine and Daphne. Bought a pair of Hush Puppies shoes @ $79. Went G2000, bought 2 shirts and a pair of trousers, cost me $120. Its considered cheap, cuz they are having sale. Bottoms at 30% off and Tops at 40% off. Only I bought stuff, the 2 ladies just see see look look. Spent 200bucks in an hour! I think I have many more things to buy but the money in the bank doesnt seem to increase. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised yesterday that many of my causal/home wear start to tear. Beginning to find holes here and there. Pathetic. I need to replenish them soon! Lets see what I need,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tonnes of Underwears!!! lolx&lt;br /&gt;2. Tonnes of Shorts/Berms&lt;br /&gt;3. Tonnes of T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;4. Sweater&lt;br /&gt;5. Quilt and covers&lt;br /&gt;6. Laptop bag - Braun buffel's is so damn expensive but looks so cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho! I will be damn broke after buying all of the above. And I will start next semester as a poor undergraduate again! lolx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115305335575948864?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115305335575948864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115305335575948864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115305335575948864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115305335575948864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping Spree'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115296607853283714</id><published>2006-07-15T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:21:18.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet!</title><content type='html'>Just got back from the NUS-NTU NPCC Annual Retreat at Aloha Changi Chalet. It is located in a very ulu place, right beside Changi Village, with no facilities at all. Hahax..But when budget counts, we gotta make do. Stayed there for 3 days throughout, fed the mozzzies there nice and fat. Got to meet up with most the guys I have not seen in ages, have not been involved in any HQ/NUS NPCC activities throughout the holidays so no chance to meet up with them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th July is Weiling's 20th Birthday. Happy 20th Hatchday mei! Hope you had enjoyed your day! Called her that night, but talked halfway, battery flat. So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiyun made me a card. she quoted from the bible, 1 Corinthians 13:13,&lt;br /&gt;"There are three things that remain, faith, hope and love, and the greatest of these is love".&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the card Shiyun, so touched! I will be back to my old self, perhaps a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading this article, &lt;a href="http://www.hooked-nussu.org/content/view/715/88/" target="_blank"&gt;National Service Vicious Cycle of Breakup&lt;/a&gt;, on Hooked, a NUSSU publication. Its a 3 paged article about how NS spoils relationship and how it became a vicious cycle. Irrelevant to me, just reading it for fun. Maybe Anqi would be more interested. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Auntie Lena for the pizza from Pastamania and the can of Kilkenny. Lolx. Free food and drink! And also Auntie Sabrina for her really amusing story that really amazed me, that which I will not post up here, for she will kill me if she sees the story up here. Lolx..Maybe when the time is ripe ya?! lolx...And remember the thing that I discover? lolx..Shall see if it is true soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115296607853283714?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115296607853283714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115296607853283714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115296607853283714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115296607853283714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/chalet.html' title='Chalet!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115273376507753649</id><published>2006-07-13T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T03:49:25.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>Was playing this game called Hexic on MSN with Sabrina. It reminds me of her. She introduced this game to me. She is an expert of this game, which I could never figure. She always play this game when she is alone at my place. Keyword is alone. This morning, when I was reading the papers before I went out, my dad said to me, next time when I have a girlfriend, never throw her alone at home while I go out. Last time, when my dad's elder brother was still alive, he had a girlfriend of 9years whom left him because he always left her at home alone. This is a lesson my dad wants me to learn from and yes, i learnt it the hard way. He should have told me this story earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..No regrets..Just a reflection of the past...Maybe I was never that good a guy as I thought I would be.&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina still beat me to the game. I guess I never could figure out this game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115273376507753649?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115273376507753649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115273376507753649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115273376507753649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115273376507753649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115272533831610801</id><published>2006-07-13T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:28:58.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GReat day!</title><content type='html'>Today is a great day! After a month of intensive training for IPPT and very strict diet control, today I went for a feast! Shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning, Mum cooked already, so ate at home then go out. Met Auntie Lena at Cityhall. Went Sakae Sushi for Buffet! Eat till wanna PUKE! lolx..Have not ate till so full for a long long time le. Then went to Coffee Pacific to chill till evening. Had a Ice Chocolate. Sinful! Auntie Lena supposed to give me a treat but don't know why end up I treated her to everything. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went company for lesson at night, after that went Novena to have Chicken Rice with Wee, Fax and Daph! After that had Ice cream! So Full the entire day! Think I gain back all the weight I lost in a month within a day. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is NUS-NTU NPCC Annual Chalet. From thurs to sat. Jacky and me are coodinating this chalet, but like I never do much things in coodinating. Hmm..Shall see what I can do tmr. lolx.. Hope to have loads of fun there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Auntie Lena for the company today. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115272533831610801?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115272533831610801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115272533831610801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115272533831610801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115272533831610801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/great-day.html' title='GReat day!'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115261888500940202</id><published>2006-07-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T19:54:45.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPPT Results</title><content type='html'>Phew~~Finally cleared my IPPT within my window period this year. This simply means no Remedial Training(RT), and an extra $200 into my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit Up - 40 - 5pts&lt;br /&gt;SBJ - 234cm - 4pts&lt;br /&gt;Chin Up - 8 - 3pts&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle Run - 9.7s - 5pts&lt;br /&gt;2.4km Run - 11:33min - 3pts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 20&lt;br /&gt;Result: Pass&lt;br /&gt;Award: Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story? An extra 200bucks to spend proudly sponsored by SAF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2.4km damn heng. 1140 is the slowest timing for silver. Its my 1st time running the route. Not used to the pace at all. Slowed down by 45sec from my last run. The route is 3 rounds of 800m. Not the conventional running track. 1st 2 rounds I chiong all the way, last round punctured. lolx..My window closes and open again in Sep after my birthday, going for GOLD this time round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115261888500940202?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115261888500940202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115261888500940202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115261888500940202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115261888500940202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/ippt-results.html' title='IPPT Results'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115255472734288763</id><published>2006-07-11T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T02:06:15.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day...</title><content type='html'>Went to meet Karyn for lunch at JP in the afternoon. Sat at Coffee Bean the whole afternoon, talking about everything under the sun. Been a long time since I last met her, so catching with our lives. Its really stressful to go out with pretty girls these days. I left the table to go buy food and some old man tried to pick up on her and wanted to be friends. lolx..So fast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Zihui at Coffee Bean too. Have not seen her ever since we graduate after Olevels. She is now a SIA cabin crew. Become alot prettier than before. Had a good chat with her too. She told me, "if your girlfriend cannot follow you through hardships, then the girlfriend is not worth keeping". Totally agree. She drives a lancer. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, many friends my age around me have started driving already, not because their parents are rich, but they earned it. I wonder what the heck am I waiting for? I wonder what the heck have I been doing for the past 23yrs. I wonder why the heck am I studying so much and so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Keng Hui is dating me out on Wed!! Wonder where will she bring me to. lolx..If I remember correctly she still owes me a treat. Hmm..I think she is forever oweing me treats. lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Braun Buffel Suntec Boutique just now. Bought a belt. Cost $84. I still need shoes and clothes. Braun Buffel's shoes are damn ugly. I think I will go to Hush Puppies to take a look. I need tonnes of new clothes. T-shirts and formal wear too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to get a Quilt soon. My sleep has been quite disturbed recently with the lousy comforter of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sabrina mentioned that I should talk more about her on my blog. Yes. How could I only put a one-liner about her in my previous post. Well this very nice girl sent me Smses to cheer me up when I was sad, she offered to be my part time girlfriend too and goes shopping with me! And wants to treat me to lunch tommorow! Just that I got IPPT, so we shall meet some other day k! Thanks alot ger!! I treat you next time k! lolx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115255472734288763?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115255472734288763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115255472734288763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115255472734288763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115255472734288763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day...'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115248049153147156</id><published>2006-07-10T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T12:16:03.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work no more</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day of work. Finally time to take a break after 2 months of working. And it is probably this 2 months that caused me to lose a girlfriend. Not worth the money. Went to Kster on friday with Carrefour peeps. Supposed to be a happy occasion, I ended up being sad and drunk. Shitty. Been a long time since I got drunk. 2 bottles of Chivals did just the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my finger today at work. A dumb act. Blood was dripping like nobody's business. Went to the toliet to wash the wound, blood was dripping all over the floor and toliet bowl. Lolx..Some guys menstrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up Karin at Jurong Point for lunch tommorow afternoon. Been quite sometime since we met. Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Sabrina wanted to treat me to lunch on tues but I don't have such good fortune. My ippt is on tuesday evening. Gotta rest the whole day. $200 is mine!!!!! Treat me again on some other day okay..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta meet up with Angeline soon. I miss her! And Huiyin also, before she flies off to China for exchange. And also my mei, Weiling, before she flies to the states for exchange also. So many people to meet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week there is a Chalet coming up. NUS/NTU NPCC Annual Chalet. 13th-15th July. It will be fun!! I think I lost touch with NPCC ever since I started working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christobel gave me a photo of Steve, her and me taken together as my farewell gift toaday. Thanks alot! She written some stuff behind too! Don't worry, I wont forget you and I will miss you..All the best to you and Kelvin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho! Italy won the World Cup 2006. France played horribly, they deserved to lose. Zidane was stupid to tarnish his own reputation in his last international game. Italy's defence is outstanding. Buffoon is really the best keeper in the world. Look at the number of saves he made. Barthez is no where near man. The Frenchmen probably got stressed out in face of the world's best keeper during the shootout. Well..I owe Suzanna a tub of Ben and Jerry's Icecream because Italy got into the finals. Thats the only bet I made this World Cup. Lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115248049153147156?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115248049153147156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115248049153147156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115248049153147156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115248049153147156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/work-no-more.html' title='Work no more'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115224336697364474</id><published>2006-07-07T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T11:36:07.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>痛定思痛</title><content type='html'>痛定思痛，发奋图强。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Westlife&lt;br /&gt;Song: Fool Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I know the story&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the picture&lt;br /&gt;It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what's the secret That you've been hiding&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've seen it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have read the signs&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I guess it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I'm the fool again&lt;br /&gt;I thought this love would never end&lt;br /&gt;How was I to know You never told me&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I'm the fool again&lt;br /&gt;And I who thought you were my friend&lt;br /&gt;How was I to know You never told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you should've called me&lt;br /&gt;When you were lonely&lt;br /&gt;When you needed me to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, you never gave me two many chances&lt;br /&gt;To show how much I care&lt;br /&gt;I should've seen it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have read the signs&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I guess it's over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115224336697364474?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115224336697364474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115224336697364474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115224336697364474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115224336697364474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_07.html' title='痛定思痛'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115221560708335887</id><published>2006-07-07T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T03:53:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning point</title><content type='html'>Have been keeping myself occupied these 2 days....Attended lessons conducted by Yanni Jie after work. Learnt a multitude of stuff from her in 2 days alone. I'm transforming all my negativities into doing useful and effective things. Maybe this is the turning point in my life. Being in prolonged depression will not bring me any good. I will get over it very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what KJ said, excerpted from her blog,&lt;br /&gt;"I realise... ... that the world doesn't stop for anyone. Perhaps I have always known, yet when this fact is slapped right in the face, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I realise... ... that even if I cannot move forward, others can, and others have. Nobody will stop for anyone right? Yet it still hurts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are tearing away in this little universe of your own, others have already gotten on with their life, they will not give a damn of whether your are happy or not, because of the very fact that they have already found their own happiness. Having planted all these logical reasoning into the conscious mind, the subconscious mind just refuse to accept it, time is crucial in strengthening this believe in the subconsicous mind. As for now, yes, it still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anqi said she saw more hurt than hatred in my eyes. Well, I guess its true. I guess no matter how much the other party had hurt you, but for as long as you loved the person, you cannot bring yourself to hate her. You magnify this hate through the transformation of love to avoidance, the more you avoid, the more hurt than hate you are. All you can do is to wait for the love to fade and disappear, thats when you do not hate and do not avoid anymore. Thats when you have moved on. When will that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really surprised to see so many tags for me. I did not know my blog has such high viewership. I know I've said this many times but still, I want to thank everyone who had helped me through this period of time, right down to just leaving a tag, its good enough for me. Thank you all. I will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115221560708335887?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115221560708335887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115221560708335887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115221560708335887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115221560708335887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/turning-point.html' title='Turning point'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115205319892296251</id><published>2006-07-05T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T06:46:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><content type='html'>Was feeling terrible the entire day. When there is nothing to do, the mind will start to wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Shawn and fax for a few drinks in the evening. Accompanied me till late in the night. Such good friends they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was very touched when Kailin and Kaijun drove all the way down to my place at 3 in the morning to talk to me. They just touch down in the evening after a long flight, and all that they need is rest but they still made their way down. Talked for more than 2hrs, just got back home. Definitely feeling better after the talk. Thanks a lot man. Appreciate it. Hugz.. They invited me to join them in their trip to Hongkong. Previously, Chris asked me to join her in her Bangkok trip. To all these really good friends I've, really thank you all. Without all of you, there will be no me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115205319892296251?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115205319892296251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115205319892296251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115205319892296251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115205319892296251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115200105919369791</id><published>2006-07-04T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:17:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Spent my entire off day at home. Watching TV, surfing net, nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning, my mum asked me wanna shift everything over to the adjacent room and sleep there. I asked her why and she said the sun will shine into the room in the morning, then it will be very warm to sleep in. Strange, I've been sleeping in this room since we moved here and I never complain about the sun before. I think she just want me to have a change of environment thats all. I declined the offer and told her I will be fine in my current room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out for a walk. Life sucks. I'm no longer the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115200105919369791?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115200105919369791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115200105919369791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115200105919369791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115200105919369791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115198975888869558</id><published>2006-07-04T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T13:09:18.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>手放开</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;我给你最后的疼爱是手放开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;不要一张双人床中间隔着一片海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;感情的污点就留给时间慢慢漂白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;把爱收进胸前左边口袋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;最后的疼爱是手放开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;不想用言语拉扯所以选择不责怪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;感情就像候车月台有人走有人来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;我的心是一个站牌写着等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115198975888869558?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115198975888869558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115198975888869558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115198975888869558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115198975888869558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='手放开'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15042401.post-115195636895010585</id><published>2006-07-04T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T03:52:49.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail therapy</title><content type='html'>After 7 long days of roadshow at Suntec Carrefour, everyday working 10-10 without any day off, setting up which runs 4am into the morning and a midnight sales which I worked fr 10am to 1am at night. Finally its over. Took 2days off, mon and tues, its a long awaited break. With so many things happening this few days, sales is definitely affected. No mood to talk so much cock with customers, talks that lack convincing power and persuasion skill, closing deals are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been sleeping much since thursday. Slept at 6-7am every morning and wake up at 9 and off I go to work. Feeling the strain but i guess insomnia has caught up on me again. Have not been eating much also. 1 meal per day. Its hard not to lose weight. Can't even finish a packet of Chicken Rice, not very much like myself, and I feel satiated the whole day. My efforts for losing weight has paid off. I lost 6kg in 3weeks. Just got back from a run. 2.4km timing is 10.46. 3wks ago, my timing was close to 13min. I shall lose another 3kg and my weight will be just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Anqi today. Woke up early in the morning too, couldnt sleep much. Supposed to go ECP to rollerblade but her legs injured. So end up in Orchard shopping. She said she will be my "part-time  girlfriend" for the day. Lolx. Can't believe I spent 200+bucks in just 30mins. Bought a SWATCH watch which cost $129, the 1st watch that I ever bought for myself. All my other watches were given to me as gifts. Bought a Braun Buffel wallet at 84bucks. Went to watch Slient Hill at Cineleisure after shopping, did not play the game before, so couldnt understand the storyline, Anqi and me were so lost in the show. Ate quite abit of stuff today. I think i spent 250 over bucks today in all. So thats what they call retail therapy. Thank you Anqi, for accompanying me today, if not I would have cooped myself up at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I returned whatever that was given by her during the past 4yrs back to her. Realised that I had nothing left, thats why I bought wallet and watch. There are more things to buy. Half my wardrobe is gone, shoes, belt, quilt, sweater, even stationaries. All my favourite books are gone. Most of the stuff in my room are bought by her, I seldom buy anything seriously. I shall start shopping next week when I quit my job. This coming Sunday is my last day of work. There is still a month to school reopening, wonder how I should spend my time. Actually intended to quit earlier so that I can spend more time with her, cuz this job might provide a lucrative income but there is really no time for anything else. But now there is no more need for that already. I will still quit nevertheless, I'm tired. Its time to slow down the pace of life and ponder about what had happened and what next.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said that what I did was correct, some said that I should be more gentlemanly. I wanted to end it in a gentlemanly fashion but I couldnt come to terms with it. Cognitive Dissonance. The eyes see not what the heart feels and the heart feels not what the eyes see. Even my parents said I was too impulsive, they said I should have listened to her side of explanation. Shawn said that too. Till now, I do not see the need to, so I will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to be a gentlemen, like what chris said, its a test of inner strength. I will remove my previous post titled "Hatred". I will apologise for any damage done thus far. I'm sorry. But I still insist that we will be friends no longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15042401-115195636895010585?l=autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/115195636895010585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15042401&amp;postID=115195636895010585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115195636895010585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15042401/posts/default/115195636895010585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumntextbookoflife.blogspot.com/2006/07/retail-therapy.html' title='Retail therapy'/><author><name>The Custodian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07052229574233096304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b356/autumn0109/ABCD0017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
