<?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-33483276</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:12:44.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;mY dReAm&lt;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-116303792192754417</id><published>2006-11-08T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:05:21.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!kroW ot kcaB : Magic of definition</title><content type='html'>Definition is such a wonderful word. How would you define it then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How things happen is pretty much determined by their definition, or rather their perceived meaning. With regards to a simple word such as 'friend', a group of 10 people will yield no less than 5 different meanings to it. This is the start of many wonders of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure, each individual defines things differently. When two people's idea clashes, thats where trouble starts off. The art of trouble: idea conflicts. Such a wonderful Wonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-116303792192754417?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/116303792192754417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=116303792192754417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/116303792192754417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/116303792192754417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/11/krow-ot-kcab-magic-of-definition.html' title='!!kroW ot kcaB : Magic of definition'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-116048469523794862</id><published>2006-10-10T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T05:51:35.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brain dead?</title><content type='html'>Kaoz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at my blog, dudes. Pathetic!! Seems like my heads not working right of late. Haven got enuf dreams to post up here. Looks like its time to stop late night games and start slping earlier for dreams to appear. Without dreams, Blog will not go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sick of the sky in Singapore. Its back to the hazy, burst air condition again. It really stinks big time. (think my nose is rather sensitive here) Nevertheless, the haze might help in a way. HAHA!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be positive about it, hope the many many ass who are burning tree to stop. If only we can just stuff a pipe in their mouth and pump all the air into their rotten bodies. Cool, they will feel so high...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-116048469523794862?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/116048469523794862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=116048469523794862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/116048469523794862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/116048469523794862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/10/brain-dead.html' title='brain dead?'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115954190059450171</id><published>2006-09-29T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T07:58:20.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A dAy like never before</title><content type='html'>I think in my 4 months of stay into the attachment, today is the worst ever. Basically, too much things going on in the lab. The biggest contribution comes from the closure of the department. Most of the testing equipments and apparatus will be shipped off to the States, the first bulk will commence shipment in 2 week's time. So now, great care has been devoted into packing the items migrating in the first batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have left is just no one who has gotten enough time to formulate new materials. As a result, students like me just sits there and rot. No material is equivalent to no testings which means no work for students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here boasting that wow, my company offer me an attachment for me to really enjoy my life. NO!!! It's a complaint i'm filing here. Never have i realised that time is so hard to pass until today. With tests to run, time is seemingly never enough. When i played my game to pass time today, it plainly suck to the core. Each time i raise my head to read the time off the pathetic clock, it hardly seem to move at all. 3 to 3.30, then to 3.45..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be able to guess how relieve i were when the clock face finally showed 5.30. Phew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope things will become better in the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;time fly pass when you enjoy and crawl ever slowly when you suffer&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115954190059450171?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115954190059450171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115954190059450171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115954190059450171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115954190059450171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-like-never-before.html' title='A dAy like never before'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115884676616229279</id><published>2006-09-21T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T06:52:46.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days passes like nv before</title><content type='html'>Kaoz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz a few dayz back, i was juz celebrating my BDae. Look, its onli a miserable 4-5 dayz but it feels like MONTHS!!!!!!!!!!!!! If onli those dayz when i'm with the dudes were this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oOpz...  Another "IF onli"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "if onli" thingy really kills. Everytime i look back at something, i juz go : "If onli.. Blah BLah Blah.." Then i begin to regret so much things. There are really many things i have done in the past that i really regretted. More to the bad side, i dun tink i wanna go into details here but i was juz really bad in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i wasn't really happy when i was at work. Much contributing factors that made me feel that way. i try to hold myself back and relax, and relax, and relax......... Everyday i juz go back feeling choked. Then i will fix a Vodka to flush everything down. Kinda becoming a habit already. i hope that i wun become an alcoholic soon. Guess i'm still too young to be one. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother introduced me to an online game "TRICKSTER". Look some what similar to Ragnarok but i feel that the gameplay is more interesting. Once i finish patching the files tonight, i'll start to chiong. As for maple, maybe lag a while first lor. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my classmates will start playing too... Hor, Zhiwei, Angel, Kelvin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115884676616229279?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115884676616229279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115884676616229279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115884676616229279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115884676616229279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/09/days-passes-like-nv-before.html' title='Days passes like nv before'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115763602010944414</id><published>2006-09-07T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T06:33:40.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SiNglEhO0D</title><content type='html'>Muz every boy and girl get married??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can one stay single forever??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 group of frenz. 1st group says: "we are still young, when we grow older and start working, we will wanna get married." The other says : " no la, no matter whether we earn big money or notz, single still the best."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage actually very scary worhz. Nowadays it takes so much money to get a wife. wedding Dinner, Honeymoon, House, everything, hell costly. This may make me seems like a miser, a cheapo. Money aside, the planning also sux big time. every single detail is planning, planning and more more planning. I dun even know where to start from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, my gf actually very good to me. i know she will make a wonderful life partner. The thing is that i really have no much confidence in myself to provide her the best life in future. My main concern in marriage is not whether i can afford or to plan it, it is about whether i can make her happy, whether i can give her a good life. I'm scare that the life i can provide is nothing compared to wat she's having now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt... but i will try my very best to give her a good life, pamper her, and make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Happiness is a privilege not an entitlement......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115763602010944414?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115763602010944414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115763602010944414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115763602010944414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115763602010944414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/09/singleho0d.html' title='SiNglEhO0D'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115746301720064098</id><published>2006-09-05T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T06:30:17.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a morning...</title><content type='html'>i still remember the during my lectures NUS recently, my elbows keep developing rash. Then things worsen, even my knees are catching it. these rashes usually appear in the morning and subsides after an hour or 2. Red and itchy.. These things juz sux big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the rashes pops out to say hi. This time round, patches were bigger and the itch is simply unbearable. i scare the shit out of everybody. everyone is pressing me to see a doctor. i really wonder wat the hell is wrong with me but... but... but......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a pity i forgotten to take a picture to display here. Ultimately, the morning was a torture....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115746301720064098?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115746301720064098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115746301720064098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115746301720064098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115746301720064098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-morning.html' title='What a morning...'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115729264510455596</id><published>2006-09-03T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T07:10:45.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live update</title><content type='html'>i still rmb my former colleague - Jokko. a real joker but really nice guy. wats more, This guy can SING!!! He registered himself for the upcoming season of Project Superstar(just today). And tml he will brace himself and go for the audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish him all the best and to all those who know him, support him!!!! JOkKo ROxxx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115729264510455596?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115729264510455596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115729264510455596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115729264510455596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115729264510455596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/09/live-update.html' title='Live update'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115712596692706693</id><published>2006-09-01T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:52:46.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>caN Life gonnA go on W/o love?</title><content type='html'>from my point of view, life is life and love is love. love is part and parcel of life but life itself still goes on w/o love. Love can just be termed as a simple and at the same time complicated type of feeling, or emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw on Tv a talk-show debating the topic of 'love'. i came to realise how little i know abt it and i was really turn off by the fact. But still it causes me to think even more on whether life can sustain w/o love. Will i have my life shortened without love or it will remain as long as it is suppose to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone out there, please enlighten me somehow. Please define what is love. And describe wat exactly is the feeling like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115712596692706693?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115712596692706693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115712596692706693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115712596692706693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115712596692706693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/09/can-life-gonna-go-on-wo-love.html' title='caN Life gonnA go on W/o love?'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115708306114511086</id><published>2006-08-31T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:44:25.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the dream go on......</title><content type='html'>just this very morning, i got to know about something really big and amazing. Ever heard of students on attachment/internship given the sack??? now thats one thing i nv come across. this is just sick.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat went wrong for that unfortunate person but to be able to be given the sack, that person muz be Legend.... an attachment like that usually stretches for 6 mths but now, i would onli gif it a max of 3 mths... Gosh!!! wat will happen to the student.... when ppl get to know that you were given the sack during IA, ppl (esp. employers) will have second thought about you in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a big thingy. i will really have to start watching out at my workplace. i dun wish that i will end up like someone.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115708306114511086?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115708306114511086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115708306114511086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115708306114511086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115708306114511086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-dream-go-on.html' title='Let the dream go on......'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115684056916679828</id><published>2006-08-29T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T01:37:54.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh.. just great....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i happen to look thru my bud's blog. in one of his many entries he wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"To Choong, good luck with your attachment and studies. I hope that you will get your honours and &lt;strong&gt;may you and joyce be happy together&lt;/strong&gt;. Don't have any silly thoughts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;kinda sad if he see my blog. wat happened recently is exactly opposite off wat he hope for.&lt;br /&gt;sorry bud. no choice........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, i will be praying for you together with jay. Heard that you intend to do ur Masters. well, this you have to work real hard. but first and foremost, all the best to your love life. from wat i can see, janet is a nice gal. secondly, best wishes for your studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;if onli life can reali be like in the dreams.. so sweet and nice........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115684056916679828?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115684056916679828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115684056916679828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115684056916679828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115684056916679828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-just-great.html' title='oh.. just great....'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115678585419810800</id><published>2006-08-28T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T10:24:14.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iinnttoo the ppiitt you go......</title><content type='html'>there are many somethings in life which i dun understand. here's one.... i feel that i am having problem with my gal-fren. but izit really that serious a problem? is there a nid for it to occur in the 1st place.... my poor bud from uni faces the ultimate--- he broke up with his gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM i GONNA be NEXT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i certainly hope not actually. i have been putting myself into it for the past few years. why problem occurs is that lifestyle changes from time to time. i tried my best to give her everything that i can, all the time that i have(remaining time = non-working days). surely thats hell enuf for an effort right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my best pal bout the prob.. he advise me to do certain things to salvage wat i can. however, i reminded myself that i have tried my very best, my 100 + 10 % in total. DO i have to take It as it is wrong on my part AGAIN and bow down to her???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put myself in her shoes and i imagine how her current lifestyle can be like. but is she doing the same for me?? i seriously dun tink so(mainly this is where the prob lies). i can see a gap beginning to form in between me and her. kinda sucky to feel this way. nevertheless, i still look forward to problem solved and life can go on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps... i was nv a romantic kind of guy and i can nv qualify as one. this is perhaps where i fail as a boy-fren. does romance have to exist for a relationship to last?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115678585419810800?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115678585419810800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115678585419810800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115678585419810800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115678585419810800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/08/iinnttoo-ppiitt-you-go.html' title='iinnttoo the ppiitt you go......'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33483276.post-115677709880458249</id><published>2006-08-28T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T07:58:18.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning to Fall aSlp......ZZzzz......</title><content type='html'>THis marks the start of my nv-ending story. mAny StufF hapPen in my liFe. There is nowhere to store them. This wilL be wHeRe i'll begin dumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly: myself, a tall(not extreme) guy with a balck hair and the normal stuff you can finD on a Normal human being. Nv like shoPPing ; Nv like spendING ; Nv like to looK sTupid&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly: ppl called me weirdo when they first know me. i used to be like dat but now, i dun even know wat i am.... (kinda am i still myself????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rdly: i am way backwards. Look... i'm onli starting to Blog now... Until i can be a PRO blogger, this site will remain silly. nothing but words.. be it sensible or not......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i just wish things can be like in the dreams, Whateva i wan, its within my reach.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33483276-115677709880458249?l=paradiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/feeds/115677709880458249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33483276&amp;postID=115677709880458249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115677709880458249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33483276/posts/default/115677709880458249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paradiction.blogspot.com/2006/08/beginning-to-fall-aslpzzzzz.html' title='Beginning to Fall aSlp......ZZzzz......'/><author><name>cs boy boy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17669670531544996286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
