<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 06:27:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>subconscious meets conscious</title><description>...What hidden secrets will be revealed?...</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-3672720322629566433</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 11:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-13T20:51:30.887+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>just thinking</category><title>the lure of the unattainable</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's odd, but people always want what they can't have. Not on purpose perhaps, and maybe not even in an obvious manner, but the yearning is there. Bubbling, bubbling, under the surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That's probably why concepts such as immortality, magic and youth are so attractive universally. Immortality is unattainable, magic is out of our grasp, and youth? Once gone, never to return. Subconsciously, we feel it. We understand. How else would you explain the mass popularity of Romeo and Juliet? Star-crossed lovers, both affluent with their pick of suitors, and they HAD to fall in love with the one they could not have. The irony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*sigh* What a sorry lot we are. By yearning for the things we cannot have, we are just setting ourselves up for disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then again, what's wrong with dreaming? And who's to say the unattainable will forever be the unattainable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yearn. Dream. Strive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Live....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;....and err. For is that not what it means to be human?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-3672720322629566433?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2007/07/forbidden-fruits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-3276993011022171399</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 13:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-16T23:08:04.746+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>fun</category><title>tagged! 10 things you don't know about me (?)</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Lol. I didn't know there was a tagging thing going around.... shows you how out of touch i am with the blogging community. =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Anyway, this is a response to Jac's tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Read on, people! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;1) Most people out there know i love to read. But, did you know i even read dictionarys?  Seriously. Try it sometime, it's...er....educational. (I was going to say fun...but, oh well.) =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;2) I have a anti-popularity complex. No, I don't mean i dislike 'ordinary popular people' (oxymoron?), but more that i tend to go against or struggle with the normal flow. Just ask my friends, i like weird singers and weird books, not mainstream ones. Well, at least not mainstream in Malaysia. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;3) I have strange eating habits when it comes to ice. Ever tried ice cubes with salt? Aah, those days.... Nowadays, i don't do that anymore. However, I do relish the puzzled expressions on the ice-kacang people's faces whenever i ask for 'ais saja, dengan susu. ' *grins* Priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;4) I love to sing. Although i may not sing much in the presence of others, my family is often treated to renditions of my current favourite song. Sometimes, my siblings even join me for a a whimsy sort of triplet (is that what it's called? O_o). Besides that, i tend to sing or hum when i'm puzzling over something, like additional maths. During exams, songs would keep running in my head throughout, but i'd keep silent. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;5) I used to have quite the temper back in primary school. Hehe, one minute i'd be all quiet and composed, and the next i could be throwing books around or thinking up murderous schemes. Thank goodness i'm much better now, but some days i still tend to go off quite easily. Less dramatically, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;6) Big old me versus little puny insects. I'd run. Insects, reptiles, and creepy crawlies are all fine and dandy if they are seen through thick, THICK glass, preferably from far, far away, but never, never, never get them near me. Mosquitoes are still ok, but beyond that, i can't stand these creatures, even butterflies. Bees and flies i especially hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;7) Call me conventional, call me outdated; i'll pick pen and paper anyday over a keyboard and computer. For writing anyways. There's just something about traditional pen and paper that satisfies me. Seeing the words formed one by one before you, it kicks starts your brain. I often find myself staring blankly at the screen more often than writing when i attempt to create a story on the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;8) I'm very interested in things of the weird or mysterious. For example, tarot cards, palmistry, star signs, runes, I-ching, dream interpretations, numerology etc. Lol. I used to read extensively on these topics when i was back in primary school and secondary school. Nowadays, there's just too many other things to do. Thus, it would be quite accurate to call me a 'Jill of all trades', master of none. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;9) I'm a collector. Of what, you ask? Well, whatever interests me at the time. Currently, i would say i'm collecting experiences. ^^ That's not to say i don't collect anything concrete. I have collections of stickers, stamps, buttons, beads, books, games, anime...... the list continues. Sometimes, i have to wonder: am i just collecting junk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;10) I don't do high heels. This is just speculation, but i have a nagging suspicion i'd more likely be picking myself off the floor more often than walking in heels. Why torture myself? Heels are uncomfortable and so not my style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Well, that's it for this tag! *stretches* I'm done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I tag &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sue-anne &amp;amp; Kimberley&lt;/span&gt;. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-3276993011022171399?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged-10-things-you-dont-know-about-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-7593767037126512009</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 02:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-19T11:03:01.797+08:00</atom:updated><title>New look</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hey everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I got bored with my old template.... What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;It wasn't easy getting it to look this way. The original version was weird, so I had to do quite a bit of modification..... spent half a day doing this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Anyway, have fun with the bouncicles, and I'd be happy to hear any suggestions for improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Till next time....　さよなら～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-7593767037126512009?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-look.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-4485421984870308457</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 09:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-21T19:06:07.703+08:00</atom:updated><title>Weird characters</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You know about those TV-screen characters which make TV soooo interesting to watch? Ultra-cool characters like Light and L from Death Note, crazy hyper ones like Raven from That's so Raven, moody unpredictable types like Angel from Angel,.....the list goes on. Simply put, characters which are real &lt;em&gt;characters. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You don't find people like that in real life.... at least that's what i believe. Those characters might thrive and be hugely popular in their respective TV shows, but to bring them to real life would just be inviting trouble. I mean, just imagine having a doctor like House! =_= it'll never work.  &lt;em&gt;Realistically&lt;/em&gt;, it'll never work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;People in reality are much more bland. There's always the urge to blend with the crowd, to be a part of society. To survive in society, one has to be more....accomodating, more balanced i suppose. Well, that's what i believed, and which has proved true for 18 years. Until now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now, i'm reconsidering. I think my theory only works for Asians or, more specifically, Malaysians. Why, you ask? Please examine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Exhibit A: American history lecturer - Mr. B. Hates cell-phones with a vengeance, and tries to convince all his students to give up their handphones. Has the ability to bash certain parties up without being over-insulting. Current record: Bashing up 4 different parties in one class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Exhibit B: .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OK, i can't think of an exhibit B right now, but here's my reasoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;With the real life example of Mr. B., it is a possibility that people are &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; like that in Western societies. Upon furthur contemplation, it does make sense. Where else would have TV producers come up with their characters? No matter how exaggerated, there must be some basis in fact. As i see it, TV could actually be a pretty much accurate reflection of Western societies. We Asians just think it unlikely because of low levels of exposure to Western type characters. This is probably true on their end too, just look at Western movies' portrayals of Asians!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For now, this will be my standpoint. Further examination will have to wait till i go to America....*eyes glint*....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-4485421984870308457?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2007/01/weird-characters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-5471356855946628972</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 13:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-14T22:24:17.441+08:00</atom:updated><title>Old friends</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Meeting an old friend after a long time is an....interesting experience. By a long time, I'm referring to years. You never really know what to expect. Questions such as "what does he/she look like?" &amp; "what should i say?" runs through your head, but of course, no answer is forthcoming. All one can do is to just meet and wing it from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yesterday, I met up with Kimberley. Finally. After....what is it?....6 years? As amazing as it may sound, we have been keeping in contact only via letters, at first and till present, emails. So, naturally, i was apprehensive when we set up this movie outing. For one, although we were friends once upon a time, we may not get along now. The sad reality is....people change. Although sometimes for the better ^^, which is good. Just as you never know what to expect, you can bet that your old friend is also in a similar predicament. What if they don't like what they see? What if the situation becomes the agonizingly slow and silence born of awkwardness? What then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So many questions, so many worries, and time keeps ticking. Still, i'll take the risks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anyway, enough with the drama. To cut a long story short, we met up.....and things were fine. I can't say things went as expected, because i wasn't expecting anything O_o .....but i'd describe the outing as "reasonably comfortable". There were no awkward silences, but no easy familiarity either. I don't know exactly how to explain it, but there is something to be said for comfortable silence. You must trust someone a certain degree for there to be a 'comfortable' silence. Don't you agree? People just don't seem to be content with silence. Thus the need for mp3 players and vocalized pauses ( =P blame public speaking )..... anyway, that was what i had with kim. A comfortable silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The funniest part was the very beginning - we couldn't recognize each other. We had to search each other out through hints about clothes. Sounds like internet friends meeting for the first time, ne? After that, it was like making a new friend, except that this friend already knows quite a lot about you and is updating his/her stash of info. Well, at least i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;All in all, it was nice....good..... *shrugs*. It's true you know. Old friends should never be forgotten. Never. Or perhaps it should be 'old friends CAN never be forgotten'. Even though they might fall out from your life at a certain point, they would have left their mark, big or small, obvious or subtle, its there, and those marks can never be erased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P/S: Kim, best of luck in all your ventures, no matter where you go. Peace. **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-5471356855946628972?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2007/01/old-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-8525042567915716788</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 01:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-31T10:41:40.557+08:00</atom:updated><title>In the holidays....</title><description>It's always the case that when I feel like blogging, it is 'conveniently' impossible to blog. And after much waiting and chewing on fingernails, when the oppurtunity arises, inspiration has fled. *sigh*.... And that is precisely the reason why i have not updated at all for the whole holiday period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Em, well, that and the fact that i was busy. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that the conditions are right.... hehehe...*rubs hands gleefully*, get ready for one loooooooooooooong update. Wait! Don't go! I'll try to make this as short and sweet as a long update can be! (Does that make sense to you? O_o) Eh-hm, enough nonsense. Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In the holidays, ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; I sat for my JLPT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; We moved house in degrees and is now officially settled down. &lt;em&gt;You never know how much rubbish you have until you have to move. But oddly, your rubbish, although you logically admit it as junk, seems so hard to part with.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; I gained some work experience....and some extra cash ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; We suffered food poisoning from a neighbourly gift of some flowery vegetables. &lt;em&gt;The neighbours have no reason to want to kill us.....do they?&lt;/em&gt; =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; I attended Sue-Anne's farewell party. She's leaving in Feb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; I hosted a potluck/ boardgame session/ house-warming at my new place. Yay, board games! Note: &lt;em&gt;Cards are one of the greatest invention ever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; Christmas was quiet this year. In other words....Where are the Christmas songs?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; I went on a jaunt with Nat and Man Yi to Petaling Street. Anime hunting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt; I experienced Comic Fiesta for the first time, thanks to Man Yi and Nat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;#For those who don't know what Comic Fiesta is, it's an event which allows ACG (animation, comics and gaming) fans to gather and mingle. At the event, doujinshi (fan art) and other ACG related items are sold, and there are many cool contests and games. Besides that, cosplaying is commonplace there and is in fact, encouraged. All part of the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....well i think that's all. Can't recall anything else really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the hols are almost over....Which reminds me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year, everyone!! ~* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-8525042567915716788?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-holidays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-3429428990067698306</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 14:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-28T00:22:46.279+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>review?</category><title>La Opera</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In sleep he sang to me....In dreams he came.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;=_= either that...or some robust viking lady singing her lungs out is what comes to mind with the word "opera".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But Mozart? And opera? O_o Bizarre. But that is precisely what we got when we went to watch &lt;em&gt;Don Giovanni&lt;/em&gt; by Co-opera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;First, some background info. Don Giovanni is basically the Italian version of Don Juan or Casanova or....any other dashing, heartless debonair you can think of. The opera consists of 14 (or was it 15?) acts, wherein the charming Don seduces women galore, leaving a trail of heartache behind him, unrepentant up till the very end where the Commodore which he murdered drags him down to hell and fiery retribution. &lt;em&gt;Eh-hm...&lt;/em&gt;cool, ne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Of the medley of characters, i liked the Argumento a.k.a the narrator the best. Who wouldn't when his was the only really clear dialogue i could hear? It's not that the others weren't good; blame it on unaccustomedness, it's not everyday one hears people conversing in song. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Another reason i like the Argumento was that he often spoke in rhyme....and i love rhyme! *shrugs* (And yes, unaccustomedness is a word....i checked.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Besides the charming Argumento, i liked Don Giovanni a lot too. No, not the character ( frankly i think the rascal deserved what he got), i'm referring to the performer. Among all the performers, he had the best voice by far. Maybe i'm biased....but i really, really liked his voice, and that's what opera is all about, no? Well, there's also the matter of technique and experience, but i digress. As for the girls, the cheeky one rocks! Zerlina's her name by the way. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Where Mozart is involved, great music is guaranteed. A live band consisting of 3 violinists and a cellist ( and also a conductor) supported the opera performance, bringing to life various lilting tunes to further enhance the atmosphere portrayed. A good composer, good musicians....needless to say, the music was superb. In fact, it was sooo interesting to watch the musicians play that i missed certain parts of the show. *sigh*...which is how i caught the musicians smirking at the performance whenever they had a reasonably long break. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*sigh* I had fun watching the show, it was interesting. And it's clear that the performers enjoyed themselves too. Makes me think back on my 戏剧 days....i miss all those hectic rehearsals with my friends....It was always messy, and sometimes frustating, but never boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anywayz, now i'm looking for the script of &lt;em&gt;Don Giovanni&lt;/em&gt;. I liked the rhymes sooo much, i'm going to get them!! *cackles maniacally*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-3429428990067698306?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/11/la-opera.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-5839119342173674152</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Nov 2006 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-23T12:11:29.152+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>review?</category><title>Death Note</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yesterday, i watched 'death note' at sunway pyramid with ML. As most of my friends know, i'm a total anime/manga enthusiast; hence naturally, i would note miss the movie under any circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;One word : Amazing. @.@  I loved it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Frankly, before i stepped into the cinema, i never expected the movie to be that cool. Sure it had something to do with anime and jap stuff (which automatically increases its rating due to the bishie factor and just overall exotic charm =P), but i expected it to be sort of dark and gloomy........it IS titled "Death Note" after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And i don't do dark. Or scary. Or depressing. Did I mention i hate horror movies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I mean, what's the point of forking out money to scare yourself witless? Real life's scary enough as it is.....there's no need to add ghosts and goblins to the mix. But i must admit, i have pretty low tolerance for horror.....at the expense of my sleep O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway...."Death Note" was really cool. The characters were strong and memorable and the storyline was engaging. There were many twist and turns, some unexpected some predictable, and it was interesting to see how the Light and L tried to outwit each other. Although the movie was only 2 hours long, it managed to capture human nature very well, and did not cause any confusion whatsoever. Really, a job well done. I'm sooo going to get the DVD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;All in all, there are many things to like about the movie. I for one found the characters individual quirks endearing, with special regard to L and his sweet tooth. Especially added with a commentary from the back row (cantonese) : wah! qui yat jek sek, sek, sek....dim gai gum sou ge? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Direct translation: He just eats and eats and eats......how come he's so thin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lol. *sigh* It might not sound as funny here, but under the circumstances then, it was hilarious. So forgive me if you do not find it the least bit entertaining. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-5839119342173674152?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/11/death-note.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-116401113179192502</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 07:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-20T16:25:31.850+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>just thinking</category><title>Being 18</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's there to say?.....Being 18 is more or less the same as being 17 or 16 or 15 or 14 etc.....Well, except that now i'm 'legally' allowed to consume alcohol, smoke, enter bars, and all that....but seriously, i don't see what's the big deal. You know how people say "sweet sixteen"? Perhaps 18th birthdays should be called "evil eighteen", for it &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; the entryway to 'legal' vices. O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lol. Don't mind me much, i'm just a little cynical. Anyway, thanks to all those who wished me a happy birthday, i really appreciate you guys remembering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And lastly....a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY! goes out to all those sharing a birthday this month, you know who you are. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-116401113179192502?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/11/being-18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-116307954976656582</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Nov 2006 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-09T21:57:57.846+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>quiz</category><title>quiz</title><description>Hey! This is a cool quiz i found on Jessy's blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae.htm" target="new"&gt;What type of Fae are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quiz below was created by the same person.....whoever he/she is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/celestial.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://onnachance.com/quiz/elohite.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onnachance.com/quiz/celestial.htm" target="new"&gt;Find your Celestial Choir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like quizzes! They might not be accurate, and really should not be taken seriously for peace of mind......but they are fun! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-116307954976656582?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-116298187643832876</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 09:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-08T18:33:15.070+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>just thinking</category><title>Gory Greeks</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I've always been interested in myths and legends, regardless of the country of origin, and I must say that Greek stories are among the most fascinating. Well, it's not surprising considering the fact that the Greeks have a multitude of Gods, each with their own area of governance and unique character. It boggles the mind to see how these Gods are related, but this just adds to its appeal. Besides that, the Greek Gods and Godesses are surprisingly human...... they get jealous, angry, sad, fall in love....which of course leads to plenty of drama and manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'd like to explain in detail, it would be impossible and impractical to do that. If anyone is interested to know more, just let me know, and i'll post further entries on this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lately i've bought a book called "Classical Mythology". Although I always thought i knew quite a bit about the Greek pantheon, this collection of stories managed to surprise me. Did you guys know that many popularized versions of Greek myths are untrue? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the present, i'm not yet even half-way through the book. However, so far i find the tales somewhat depressing. Sheesh! What were the Greeks thinking?! Most of the stories i've read were just disaster after disaster, all doom and gloom. And blood....don't forget the blood. Ugh. Out of ten, i'd say there are only two with remotely happy endings. What's worse is that many of the stories seem promising at first....everything's going well and all that, then suddenly there's a curve-ball, and BAM! there goes my happy ending. *sigh*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it is interesting. The Greeks apparently tried to explain the workings of nature through the epic of the Gods. So, it's interesting to see how they connect the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still.....I like happy endings.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-116298187643832876?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/11/gory-greeks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-116271132736793308</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2006 07:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-23T12:14:18.401+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>word play</category><title>a short stanza</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is just something I scribbled down in boredom....i really don't know whether i'll continue writing it.....but i like what i have now so....*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To write, to write is a beautiful thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;An outflow of words to paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It sets a stage for the mind to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To prance and play and caper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-116271132736793308?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/11/short-stanza.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-116218879754527984</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-30T14:16:16.383+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>just thinking</category><title>Philosophy</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Taking philosophy classes has made me start to think. Well, at least think a little differently. It's hard to explain, but as Mr. Eddy puts it: "This class is not to answer your questions, it's to make you question even more." O_o deep....but very true. Sometimes, it just makes your head spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Talking to Eu-gene is another mind-blowing experience. A natural born philosopher if there ever was one. However, I couldn't see eye to eye with him on several of his points. Personally, I am not certain what i think, there are just too many arguments and counter-arguments in my head. It's like having a whole debating team in one's head, except that all the debaters are copies of oneself. Majorly confusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heavy-duty stuff like life and death, justice and ethics, mind and soul.....sometimes I feel we humans think too much. What if life was just life? Until now, I have not found a better word to describe life than the word 'life' itself. To make my point clear, I'll make this comparison though. Life is like a poem, and we humans are trying too hard to read between the lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So please. Just live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-116218879754527984?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/10/philosophy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-116218741123563389</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-30T13:50:11.250+08:00</atom:updated><title>Back at last</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It has been one loooooooong break, hasn't it? To all the people who regularly check my blog (if any), gomen ne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;After this week, I'm free. 2 whole months of holidays. Sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've been thinking of getting a part-time job, but nothing has been confirmed yet. First things first, I'm planning to really polish up my Japanese properly. It wouldn't do for me to do badly in my JLPTs in December. (JLPT stands for Japanese Language Proficiency Test)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For now, study for the finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;At least, that's the plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-116218741123563389?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-at-last.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115685879950053345</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Aug 2006 12:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-27T18:28:33.713+08:00</atom:updated><title>Ah-choo!</title><description>*sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I'm sick. Happens every once in a while. It's actually been a long time since I was last sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak. Tired. Sleepy. Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I still have a week to recuperate before school starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115685879950053345?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/08/ah-choo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115649484142208020</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Aug 2006 05:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-23T12:14:31.325+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>word play</category><title>nature walk</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;As I was taking a walk one day&lt;br /&gt;A stranger I met along the way&lt;br /&gt;He tipped his hat and bobbed his head&lt;br /&gt;And with a smile he said&lt;br /&gt;"Have a good day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of grass was in the air&lt;br /&gt;As I strolled along without a care&lt;br /&gt;But then the trees grew sparse and the flowers rare&lt;br /&gt;The warm sun became a heavy glare&lt;br /&gt;And I found myself in the city square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The towers were tall and the skyscrapers high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;As I continued along with a sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Down cluttered streets in the smoky air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The discomfort almost too much to bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A sorry state to make nature cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;By and by I went full circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Back home again to lovely people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A new appreciation for clear blue skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Colourful flowers and butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Things so sweet and simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But oft forgotten in our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115649484142208020?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/08/nature-walk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115641384553139939</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Aug 2006 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-24T18:04:05.606+08:00</atom:updated><title>Red Box</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;On Monday, I paid my first visit to RedBox. Seriously, it was my first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I really didn't know what to expect, but i certainly did not expect RedBox to be selling food, as in proper food, not snacks. They actually have lunch sets. All in all, RedBox reminded me of a check-in motel - one with a colourful theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Fun. A pretty relative and subjective word. Did i have fun? Hmm.... Honestly, I felt sleepy most of the time. It was dark and cool, and there was music.....you've got to admit it was perfect for sleeping. Lol. In my own befuddled way, i found it quite interesting. Whether it was the company, the novelty, or the atmosphere, or maybe a combination of everything, it was interesting. I really wouldn't mind going there again, but with some of my old friends next time. I'd really like to hear them sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Anywayz, thanx J, for the compliment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115641384553139939?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/08/red-box.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115470252679214336</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-05T18:42:18.313+08:00</atom:updated><title>Ouchy....</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Wah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Stupid braces! I can't eat! *lip quivers* I love food...... and I'm having exams now......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I need the nutrients! Bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Beggars can't be choosers. No matter how much I dislike porridge, I have to admit that porridge for dinner was really, really good. My teeth didn't hurt ( at least not much) and I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; got to fill up my tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Actually, the braces don't really hurt in the way i expected. Most of the time it's just there, you know, a dull throbbing ache that doesn't really bother you much. But just try to eat and.....WHAM! The pain hits you hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Fortunately, I'm sitting for academic exams.....not food-tasting ones.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115470252679214336?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/08/ouchy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115453167421215738</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 15:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-02T23:14:34.213+08:00</atom:updated><title>Animania!</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*cackles maniacally*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've totally gone anime crazy lately! I have like this whole "mountain" of anime to watch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*twitch*twitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;must control self....finals coming.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*twitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115453167421215738?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/08/animania.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115453127740560093</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-02T23:11:18.590+08:00</atom:updated><title>Braces</title><description>I'm getting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115453127740560093?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/08/braces.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115409366019671983</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jul 2006 12:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-28T21:34:20.263+08:00</atom:updated><title>fun</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Religion has got to be the fun-nest presentation I've ever done! Dressing up was cool.....especially when everyone was forced to as well (=P). My group's costumes were the coolest! No competition. We were bright (literally), loud, and unbelievably messy. But it was really, really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;At first though, I've got to admit....i was really worried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;One hour before presentation......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;#.#  the slides were not ready + J did not bring his costume + M got his notes wrong + most could not remember their lines = &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;We only got ready just in time. How? We improvised. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;J's costume was created out of mahjongg paper. M rememorized his part. And the lines.....what lines? Screw the lines! We made our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Casting M as Gabriel was brilliant, if I say so myself. He was the star of the show! With his cute korean accent and blushing shyness.....he was so adorable. He was really the key to our group's success. Go, angel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;All the group members did really well. We might have been messy and seriously unorganized, but we all had a lot of heart. So...thanx guys for making this a really neat experience!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115409366019671983?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/07/fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115348842731270274</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-21T21:27:07.386+08:00</atom:updated><title>teeth obituary</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Farewell, farewell, I bid to thee......my two lower-case molars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Indeed. Today I said goodbye to two of my teeth, which were sacrificed in the name of beauty. To make space for braces, they would have to go. Surprisingly, the prospect of losing two of my teeth did not scare me in the least. Perhaps i was too numbed by the looming presence of the encroaching finals and my guitar practicals. The jitters evoked by them makes this procedure seem ......minor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Although some might think my priorities seem a little mixed up, i really feel less threatened by losing my teeth when compared to the finals. (Hmm...somehow this brings to mind the saying of "like pulling teeth"...). From my point of view, there's nothing i can do about the pulling of my teeth, in other words, my fate is in the dentist's hands. I'm OK with that. What I have trouble coping with is the results i'd be &lt;em&gt;responsible&lt;/em&gt; for. Wouldn't you agree that &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is more cause for concern?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Now, the ordeal has passed, and since i'm sitting here writing about this oh so calmly, you can conclude that the extraction went smoothly. Although i must admit that this was an &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; experience... Did you know that anaesthetic makes one feel that the affected parts are larger? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O_o&lt;/span&gt; I kept thinking that my bottom lip was swollen. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt; I also found that i had problem speaking properly after the extraction. Eating and drinking was troublesome too...which was what i found &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt; troublesome. Food....*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;For those planning to go through a similar procedure, here are some things to take note of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;1) It doesn't hurt. Seriously.Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;2) There will be bleeding. Troublesome but not fatal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;3) If you are not desperate like me, only take food after about 5 hours. (i think i rushed mine...it started bleeding again. *Tsk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;4) Schedule the procedure on a weekend preferably. You really do not want to go around with a lisp and uncontrollable lips. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, i guess that's all i have to say about this. This piece is dedicated to my two disposed teeth. May they rest in peace. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115348842731270274?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/07/teeth-obituary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115278702688537305</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 09:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-13T18:37:06.953+08:00</atom:updated><title>Woe is me...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sheesh! Some language-major to be I am. I've always prided myself in my grasp of the English language, but i seem to have lost my footing somewhat since the beginning of college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Last semester, of the four subjects i took, English had to be the one i was the most worried about. And now, english literature is the subject that's torturing me the most (mark-wise, of course, no subject could beat Chemistry at boredom so far). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I must say i'm grateful for being born with a good head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Numbers? Bring it on! Maths....is sacred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Facts? No prob. Just give me a few hours beforehand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Logic? It would be illogical to think otherwise. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Language? *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;...Not good enough. Not yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now who was it again who said :"The more I learn, the more I realise I do not know." ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115278702688537305?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/07/woe-is-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115237246951758186</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jul 2006 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-23T12:14:47.038+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>word play</category><title>Quotes</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, I've found myself falling in love with certain quotes. Quotes so beautiful, quotes which strike a chord within my heart. Quotes which flow oh so melodiously over my tongue, quotes which describe hidden concepts oh so well. And then there are quotes which tickle the funny bone, and quotes which unveils a new awareness. *sigh* ... quotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"......."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eh-hm. Well, enough of that. Let me just show you the quotes which have so captivated me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I will love the light for it shows me the way, but I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars." - Og Mandino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;"The lover is a monotheist who knows that other people worship different gods but cannot himself imagine that there could be other gods." - Theodor Reik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Cuandor amor no es locura, no es amor&lt;/em&gt;" - Pedro Calderon de la Barca&lt;br /&gt;(when love is not madness, it is not love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;“Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.” - Anon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'. " - Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort." – Herm Albright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Complaining is good for you as long as you're not complaining to the person you're complaining about." - Lynn Johnston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here too are several nonsensical -er...- 'quotes' i picked up along the way too. They might not be 100% accurate ( due to many times of memory reviewing...&lt;em&gt;psycho people&lt;/em&gt;!*hint*), but the main point is there. "......." i hope. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"You can always trust a dishonest man to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you have to watch out for. You never know when they will turn and stab you in the back." - Jack Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;"Everybody in this world has problems. In fact, if anyone were to say they did not have a problem, that would be their problem." - Eddy Lee (aka my religion teacher *grins*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's all i have to say for now on quotes. But before i go, here's a little morsel for you people with partners to trouble them with : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Do you love me because i am beautiful, or am i beautiful because you love me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;*cackles maniacally* That's bound to give them a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115237246951758186?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/07/quotes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24669885.post-115173598329186309</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jul 2006 05:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-01T14:39:43.340+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>just thinking</category><title>children.....cute?</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Are children really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; cute? Personally, i think children are overrated. Not that i don't want children, it's just that everyone (or mostly everyone) has this preconception that kids are soooo cute and innocent, when sometimes they can just be plain mean, little devils in angel disguises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Take this point for example: My little cousin (i think she's three) said "When i grow up, i want to be tall and slim. Nicole (her baby sister) shall be short and fat." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;"...... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Where in the world did she come up with that? Either the world nowadays has influenced kids in a really bad way, or else ....inborn evil? Of course, when you first hear it, it all sounds pretty funny, but there is an underlying meanness to it. i wonder if we were all like that once, and have just learnt to cover up our innate meanness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;And then there are those cases of children boycotting some other kid who they think aren't "cool" enough. Cases of taunting and name-calling...etc. And we call &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;"just playing". Sometimes i think little kids are much more cruel than adults. While adults play war with their big guns and WMDs; kids play a psychological war, where friends are assets, and all those who don't make the cut go down, avoided like lepers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Then again, maybe i'm just being too pessimistic. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Kids. Cute? Perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24669885-115173598329186309?l=zjien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://zjien.blogspot.com/2006/07/childrencute.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (TJ)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>