<?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-15140751</id><updated>2012-01-14T19:50:56.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scribbles on the wall</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>710</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6378086061433064450</id><published>2012-01-08T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:18:07.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy new year new year new things new experiences new lessons to learn!&lt;br /&gt;with a new year comes new beginnings, lets all start on a good note and have a great year ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6378086061433064450?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6378086061433064450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6378086061433064450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-new-year-new-things-new.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7917823144873290696</id><published>2011-11-15T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:32:05.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我觉得《那些年，我們一起追的女孩》是今年最值得看的电影之一了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个简单的爱情、一个纯真的青春、一个关于失去与怀念的美丽故事。&lt;br /&gt;滑稽的夸张场面后蕴藏着一颗爱慕者真挚的心和一颗女孩腼腆的心。&lt;br /&gt;在爱慕与玩弄的感情土壤里，一朵绚丽的爱情之花渐渐地开始成长。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜无比的暧昧、傻里傻气的浪漫天真始终经不起冷漠无情的时光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男孩创造的一个表示的机会、女孩的不了解，变成感情转折的转捩点。&lt;br /&gt;散了、各走各的，直到多年以后的大地震又让两个人再次联系对方。&lt;br /&gt;感情悠在、双方在深夜里千里共婵娟的这一景，不经意地让人伤感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;光阴荏苒，日月不饶人，男孩心目中的苹果终于要结婚了。&lt;br /&gt;男孩虽然为心爱的女孩快乐，自己却不禁为这段失去的感情感到心酸。&lt;br /&gt;出乎人人所料，男孩在婚姻尾端为了女孩作出了最疯狂的爱之表达。&lt;br /&gt;苦涩与甜蜜滋味在我的心里开始交接。男孩对女孩的爱，尽在无言中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;全都因为幼稚，才有办法让一个男孩爱一个女孩那么久。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7917823144873290696?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7917823144873290696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7917823144873290696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2020854364173621441</id><published>2011-07-24T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:36:15.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*叹气* 光阴荏苒，几年都过了，我还在想你！万万没想到自己真的还有耐心的一面！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;决定怀旧，去一间音乐店找些好歌听听。。。&lt;br /&gt;发现，往年的老歌曲还真耐听，很好听，太好听。&lt;br /&gt;有时很温馨，有时也很开朗，有时又有疗愈的感觉。。。&lt;br /&gt;在自己情不自禁的自我陶醉之中，能够听出人生的酸甜苦辣一一细腻的表达出来，太美了！&lt;br /&gt;听歌听得好入神，心海里许多想法都随着音符浮现出来，唉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一种感慨&lt;br /&gt;都已经告诉自己随缘好久了。。。&lt;br /&gt;都已经等了，我想，再久一些也无妨，也就继续秉持着开朗、开放的态度看待。&lt;br /&gt;世界这么大，这个天下不无可以发生的事情。&lt;br /&gt;世界是给你自由闯荡的，若不勇敢地踏出那一步，你哪里会知道老天为你准备的惊喜就藏在下一个街角呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2020854364173621441?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2020854364173621441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2020854364173621441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-5779617128346875492</id><published>2011-07-15T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:16:04.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a while. a long long while&lt;br /&gt;just talking to my best friend about those times makes me think of you and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; times i've been able to spend with you and be near you.&lt;br /&gt;daft as i always am, i think i'm too much of a simpleton to see and feel nuances. but i do think about it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;i may talk loads and loads of rubbish but i shut up when it comes to the most important things. but i usually mean it most when i say nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-5779617128346875492?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5779617128346875492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5779617128346875492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-8910640984212396960</id><published>2011-03-03T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:50:30.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我觉得《乐在双城》的雅乐说得好，听到你十分珍惜的人只视你为普通朋友，真的会让人心痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我更觉得，为了不实际的东西忽视渐渐磨出来的友情，醒悟时又已在这份互相尊重与信任上花了一道疤痕，更让自己心里过不去。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-8910640984212396960?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8910640984212396960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8910640984212396960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6041605418588768669</id><published>2011-01-08T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:20:47.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are a failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6041605418588768669?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6041605418588768669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6041605418588768669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-are-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-8227335054382439978</id><published>2011-01-07T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T23:27:17.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fun taiwan, really good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fairly good and relaxed week due to CO COC, but nearly made shitty by irresponsible people and a crazy man on the last day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-8227335054382439978?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8227335054382439978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8227335054382439978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2011/01/fun-taiwan-really-good-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-5798372832181345080</id><published>2010-12-24T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T20:47:14.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is effing pek chek. i don't need you yakking by my ear about the money you've spent to assist me in achieving what i'm aiming to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think i do not know the costs involved. i know, but what do you want me to do? fine i can pay you back whatever, you think i love sucking your resources and whatever? its just sometimes that i get tired of it whenever i get the impression that this matters much more than the long term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been and i will still be really thankful for your support, but if its half-hearted and not sincere, then i really have nothing to say. i'm feeling sick and tired sometimes. i'm a dependent i know very well of it. i had to ask my mum to spare me a few dollars just to buy lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the last thing i really expect to hear from you is you telling me its not worth it because of that. i've done my research, i've put my heart and soul into really making the choices i feel is best for me. i doubt you did yours though you claimed to have done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously don't know what's going on in your mind. but one thing's for sure, i'm having a horrible week this week and you are not fit to tell me not to ruin your week when you have ruined mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-5798372832181345080?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5798372832181345080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5798372832181345080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-effing-pek-chek.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1996884248335128902</id><published>2010-12-24T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T20:12:52.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when some things just f up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1996884248335128902?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1996884248335128902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1996884248335128902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-some-things-just-f-up.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4570084440996010071</id><published>2010-10-10T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:47:42.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit comes, but it'll go. soon enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4570084440996010071?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4570084440996010071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4570084440996010071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/10/shit-comes-but-itll-go.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7787360358601717745</id><published>2010-10-05T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:12:46.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wallaby. i don't want to go wallaby pleaseeee:((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ic said they dont have my ticket. please just continue screwing up like how you all army always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just fail to get my ticket please. make me a happy soldier for once:)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7787360358601717745?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7787360358601717745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7787360358601717745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/10/wallaby.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4631525421428922671</id><published>2010-10-02T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T11:04:08.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos and music are my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos capture the joy, tears and other precious emotions of the moment. it freezes the action in time, reminding us of the good and bad times we've had. time may fly by in a fleeting moment, but you'll still unwittingly fall back to those magical moments that made a great impact on your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music is just beautiful. the voice, the melody, the layers of instrumental support that lends weight to the whole masterpiece. it heals your wounds, compounds your joy, helps you pick yourself up and stand up again. it gives you the strength to move forward and look forward to what life has to offer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4631525421428922671?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4631525421428922671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4631525421428922671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/10/photos-and-music-are-my-life-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-826970985705039260</id><published>2010-09-18T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:19:15.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for letting me know that there is so much more hope and opportunities out there. thank you all very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-826970985705039260?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/826970985705039260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/826970985705039260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/09/thank-you-thank-you-thank-you-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-5623277886533352357</id><published>2010-09-05T09:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:34:38.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>真的。看开了，自己变得更愉悦了。懂得爱惜身边最重要的人，珍惜自己的宝贵时光后，其它不愉快的东西都显得特别微小了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-5623277886533352357?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5623277886533352357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5623277886533352357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3327374401334439743</id><published>2010-08-23T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:14:21.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我回到家后，真的不想再回去那里了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3327374401334439743?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3327374401334439743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3327374401334439743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2719378890035717336</id><published>2010-08-23T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:06:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>losing control of this crazy world. just eating up every precious minute of my life like that. driving me insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2719378890035717336?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2719378890035717336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2719378890035717336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/losing-control-of-this-crazy-world.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7243250299672325950</id><published>2010-08-22T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:30:43.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its hard to get over a painful experience when something's always there to rip the wound open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that this will be over soon or else i am scared this will become a scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some closure and some idea of what i can expect for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no sense of security for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no good thing is able to change my mood a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always worrying about what will be coming in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very scared about the bad things that may happen to me in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is always plagued with fearful thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, stop my agony now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plead you. i'm begging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7243250299672325950?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7243250299672325950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7243250299672325950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-hard-to-get-over-painful-experience.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1454968250568108661</id><published>2010-08-22T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:19:02.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i'm so sick of some things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and especially when it feeds on your negative emotions, grow quickly and attempt to control you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its worse when you are surrounded in a really bad environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw them for putting me in this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still its always another experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just trying to let the good feelings grow steadily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying. really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its difficult but shoukee, you've got to do it:\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1454968250568108661?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1454968250568108661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1454968250568108661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-im-so-sick-of-some-things-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3975777555233972708</id><published>2010-08-14T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:37:21.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've had it enough. i think i'm going to have to do something about this. i'm not going to just let it eat me up like this. i'm not going to let myself go on this way. i don't deserve this, but i will find a way out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3975777555233972708?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3975777555233972708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3975777555233972708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-had-it-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7698618663334271838</id><published>2010-08-14T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:51:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>知道这世上还有好心人，心里虽然仍有余悸，，但至少情绪平静了一些&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7698618663334271838?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7698618663334271838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7698618663334271838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6884931670149321071</id><published>2010-08-13T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:38:17.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a little assurance that you are still treasured as a friend, a trustworthy person, that you are loved and cared for even just a little is enough to make me feel contented in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i though i could really be safe in a crazy world. but when demented things spiral out of control, you just cant stop it from hurting you so badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6884931670149321071?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6884931670149321071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6884931670149321071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-little-assurance-that-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-170791917889249080</id><published>2010-08-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:44:01.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOOOO i'm too addicted to corrinne may. cannot sleep. NOOOO will dieeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway happy birthday singapore! this year's parade and fireworks were really pretty and spectacular. with very good music and mixing of the well-loved tunes!:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-170791917889249080?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/170791917889249080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/170791917889249080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/noooo-im-too-addicted-to-corrinne-may.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6446286519545122263</id><published>2010-07-24T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:10:29.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw the annoying government contractors who drill like there's no tomorrow at my doorstep and the bloody rowdy china workers who shout and curse as though doomday's tomorrow behind my house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6446286519545122263?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6446286519545122263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6446286519545122263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/07/screw-annoying-government-contractors.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-107072170327093554</id><published>2010-07-09T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:20:04.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm today's one really funny day i've cried, in retrospect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once a little when i thought about my days in SMTI being over during the parade itself. no one could see that cos i suppressed and blinked fast enough to dry the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then still missed the place. after pop, went to my bunk to take one final look, prompted my dad to take a drive round the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw renqi. spontaneously asked my dad to stop and sprinted out to speak to my very friend for the past 6 years even though we only spoke on and off then. interacted much more often during the course of course; understood him better, felt comfortable in his presense to talk about just anything i feel like saying. of course i had to speak to him before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite surprised by my presense, congratulated me on first sight, gave him a wee update on our statuses now. finally cried abit because i knew then that i really do miss the place quite a lot. renqi saw and i didnt mind, knew he would be there to support me. offered his shoulder readily anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good closure (or so i hoped) in nee soon camp and left the camp promptly afterwards, albeit with some little bit of unwillingness lingering in the depths of my little turbulent heart haha! time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to thank my sergeants for being supportive of me too haha, one of the things that really touched me today. especially sgt hosea haha, wondered if he knew that he shook my hands for 3 times today on separate occasions during the day and wished me all the best haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-107072170327093554?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/107072170327093554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/107072170327093554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/07/hmmm-todays-one-really-funny-day-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-813253126063823033</id><published>2010-07-09T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:22:06.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting lethargic from the afternoon's events, the aftermath in which my frenetic nerves got the better of me, and then from the stress of pondering over many unfinished and unresolved business to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless i thought it would be good if i actually dedicate this note to some of my fellow platoon mates in this medic course who have made training in SMTI such a wonderful one. sometimes words really can't describe that rush of feeling in me. its like wild fire in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in namelist order based on my parade state namelist (yepyep i kept a copy for keepsake) with no special orders. i can say alot but i've got to keep it more consise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiucheng for playing cookie the parrot. it was really amusing and made me laugh alot especially during times when i was moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingwei for teaching me some rudimentary economics, keeping my lazy mind active by a little bit more and thus expanding my knowledge by a little bit more too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deepan just for your silent support especially even after you OOCed. i saw your tears when you said goodbye to us after POP today. i was really touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koon yew for all your amusing antics at the start of your course and your patience and frankness in pointing out my shortcomings in my behaviour when i talk to other people. will work doubly hard to improve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhangjun for all your talkativeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hu yuan for being so quiet in contrast, tempering my hot temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yujing for being so tolerant of my silly antics whenever i disturb you. haha and i finally understood somewhat what you felt about leaving the place, maybe even more emotional than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renqi for being such a great friend throughout the whole course, just sitting there and being a willing ear to hear me rant whenever i am really happy or really sad and moody; for listening to my woes and giving really kind advice; for always being so warm-hearted and eager to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoub for being such an amusing person. and yes i do know that it is you who always called my name in that high pitched manner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idris for bearing with my nonsense even if you didn't like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jun xiong for being such a great buddy during IVs, practicals and what-nots; taking my impatience in stride and still being patient with me. do recover well in your surgery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanif and his 'cheap' $65 perfume that incited argument with bi yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caijing for being such a great talking buddy, talking about just anything under the sun during admin time and his witty comments and jokes about other people especially kelvin HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelvin for being such a fun verbal sparring partner in bunk arguing about useless stuff HEEHEE its really amusing to think back about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bi yang for his energy and vigour as a bunkmate throughout the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faiz for his OMG silence til last night when he finally cracked his first joke in camp about me going to MRF to get my blue beret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haridas for his straight talk which is really amusing to hear if you can get past the 'offensiveness'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholas and my 'bear' comment and for his random tickles while giving me the blank face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasper for his cheerful demeanour which i find a good mood lifter at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shazali for the really amusing 'ops'. your reaction was really funny HEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanis. oh i so regret talking to you so late into the course. a music-aficionado and another fun talking buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinwei and his funny dreamy voice. and his amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasruddin for being so amusing when he gets 'ops'ed and tickled by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha its like so bittersweet. really i cant think of any other word. abit apprehensive about what to expect in 40 SAR. may be shit, hopefully not. know 2 friends from BMT in there plus 4 more from the medic course. wishes for the best in keat hong then haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-813253126063823033?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/813253126063823033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/813253126063823033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-getting-lethargic-from-afternoons.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1525259379354696601</id><published>2010-07-02T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:11:29.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala 1 more week to medic course POP and that means i'm gonna be posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying really hard that i'll get a good posting and get a blue beret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a khaki beret like some funny people hope:P that'll be ultimate shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my good karma can do some good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's if if i have any good karma in the first place of course:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target="" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a bunch of really interesting people in this course. will miss them for their strong and unique characters:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ahoy to new lands ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1525259379354696601?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1525259379354696601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1525259379354696601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/07/lalala-1-more-week-to-medic-course-pop.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-582167798279812141</id><published>2010-06-27T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:25:38.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>心里好复杂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是嫉妒还是恐惧，或者知识十分的不愿意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又有点空虚的感觉，好像该开始找些有意义的事情做&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-582167798279812141?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/582167798279812141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/582167798279812141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1451220610511310055</id><published>2010-06-27T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:39:38.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed. But i don't see that. Seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, its not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there. Fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were of hate or revenge. They were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is such a beautiful opening narration by hugh grant in 'love actually'! omg some things are just so sweet. and its british films with the lovely accents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1451220610511310055?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1451220610511310055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1451220610511310055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/06/whenever-i-get-gloomy-with-state-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3994409152084222150</id><published>2010-06-05T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:38:47.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>忧郁缠绕着你，不懂该当如何才好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闷闷不乐 已经成为常事，与吃饭、睡眠占了同等地位&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忧愁与烦恼只能随着日子过去根深蒂固，愈陷愈深，惟有主动面对它、解决它方能让问题迎刃而解&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但缺乏时间好好整理思路，该从哪里开始呢&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3994409152084222150?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3994409152084222150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3994409152084222150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6617052925975995198</id><published>2010-05-22T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:00:35.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time makes you realise your follies of the past, thus shaping you to be mellower person. from there, you learn how to see things in a different light and thus appreciate what you have now despite all that you have lost. it may no longer be the same but we can always feel more confident in facing the upcoming phase of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a really good day today. its hard to describe exactly how it felt. but i know for sure that i have felt more positive about my life. life had also become a tad more meaningful and purposeful despite it being simple affairs that turned out to become special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one i was able to spend some quality time alone in the outdoor doing things that i like, wandering around the books and stores at my own pace, whim and fancy, travelling at my own time, doing my own things without any interference, getting some quality time alone. to get a respite from the mundane, meaningless and hectic life i'm living now. to totally leave the mind undisturbed, doing what it enjoys best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to take part in a surprise birthday party with my bunch of classmates. not a person with a flair or liking for cheesy stuff, yet found it rather amusing and interesting as to the amount and intensity of effort put in by the party organisers in holding the party for the lucky gal. didn't sing much at the kbox in kallang leisure park, just sitting most of the time in the corner watching the action and buzz go by in a flurry, looking at how people behaved in the lounge singing their hearts out, talking animatedly, enjoying the drinks and snacks and so and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally with a nice dinner with more classmates (attendance was much higher this time round which was, of course, fabulous) at this hidden place at somerset. okay food but nice setting for talking. everyone was in the mood for something more relaxed and talk perhaps. of course we were finally out of school and had the luxury of time to hang around with people we have not seen for a while but have been with together for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squeezed my brain juice for the perfect spot for a good sitting down to chat. kudos, great hugs and love to my mum who reminded me of the perfect starbucks in centrepoint. centrepoint has been a relatively old mall on orchard mall, having lost much of its crowd to the newer and glitzier malls like Ion and 313. thus i felt it was excellent place to sit down and chat because there would definitely be seats and more quiet, peaceful environment. i guessed my friends wouldn't have known my rationale for suggesting that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well was in a very good mood so i treated my friends for drinks and coffee which surprised them a bit haha! had a great conversation just really talking about anything under the sky and also catching up on our own happenings over the past few weeks and months. some good news some bad news some just news. but it felt really good to like reconnect and catch up with each other after having left school for such a long time. time passed by really fast; it was great company and we didn't feel sleepy or tired (at least after sensing the energy of the people around the table) despite the energetic conversation. was only reminded once again of the time by our female friends' mums' calls, which ended the gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with mixed feelings, like a sense of... its really hard to describe but its really mixed feelings. like reconnecting with your friends whom you've been with for quite some time, being apart and meeting once again, its like yea... really hard to describe but nonetheless it really was a special day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6617052925975995198?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6617052925975995198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6617052925975995198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-makes-you-realise-your-follies-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4633391702234315625</id><published>2010-05-14T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:58:26.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>在心里闷了好几天，始终不能放下心来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许是失望，还是迷惘，我至今未能分清楚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是在静静地深想之后，我突然发现&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做人一旦简单了一些，生活就会随之变得快乐了许多&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4633391702234315625?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4633391702234315625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4633391702234315625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1061631251174581889</id><published>2010-05-08T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:00:53.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>心里真的好左右为难&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要我怎么说呢，我知道我说一千一万个对不起也无助于表达我对我自己的极大失望&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然的，这无疑是一失足成千古恨的最佳亲身体验了，要等到自己跌倒了、痛了，才会了解你们善言的真正意思&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然这有点儿迟了，我现在也十分彷徨、迷惘，不懂下一步该怎么做，但我想这事让我成长的一个最佳机会吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在，我不懂你们是否能够再给我一次机会证明自己呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1061631251174581889?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1061631251174581889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1061631251174581889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1753104852030898145</id><published>2010-05-02T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:54:04.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>昨晚，因为当兵难得与家人聚在一团嘛，便和爸爸妈妈在傍晚时候去滨海湾散散步，暂时抛开困挠繁多的生活，痛快地走一番。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;政府还够行，在努力达到“充满活力的城市”目标的同时让我体会到了“日新月异”的意思——市区又有绚丽多彩的螺旋桥以及华丽眩目的滨海湾金沙综合娱乐城最新的好看头了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然是新事物，不但受到媒体的全面关注与报道，又听到了许多人对于这些新发展的口碑，百闻不如一见，我们也跟着潮流去凑个热闹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;国人也许也称这五一劳动节这个公共假期出门吧，整个市区挤得水泄不通，爸爸为了避开娱乐城的阻塞，就把车停在滨海艺术中心，吃了晚饭过后，以步代车，慢慢地往目的地步行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们正以为过了马路这一关便能放松，却又发现必须应付人行道这第二关——从螺旋桥岛娱乐城都人山人海，走啊走都有点累了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上天不负苦心人，终于到了娱乐城，还真堂皇豪华呢！购物商场，赌场，展览厅，酒店前厅的阔气与前卫设计正令人大开眼界：购物商场外的户外长廊也真漂亮：人们都能够过从一个新的角度观看新加坡市区，美极了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也真高兴能够拍了几张照片来留念&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1753104852030898145?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1753104852030898145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1753104852030898145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1423925618434790829</id><published>2010-02-20T08:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:15:20.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am an NSF. slightly more than halfway there and i'm gonna make it out well, fitter, slimmer and more accomplished:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may feel lonely at times, confined and all times and even controlled sometimes, but that's part of all the training and i will come out mentally stronger:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care too much about OCS or SISPEC or whatever, but at least its the little things here and there that i'm gonna take back home from NS haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1423925618434790829?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1423925618434790829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1423925618434790829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-nsf.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1384065121750016175</id><published>2010-01-15T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:20:48.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet another book out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing my days before army to a greater extent with each passing week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially with my want to break from the monotony, the restrictions, the dreaded environment and conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after all one does not learn how to treasure what he has until he loses it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels more and more like that with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's why i'm not at all surprised when people become puzzled, questioning my want to go back to school or whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1384065121750016175?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1384065121750016175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1384065121750016175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/01/yet-another-book-out.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-5805629953914616741</id><published>2010-01-02T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:18:51.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh damn and i seriously lost track of time. shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-5805629953914616741?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5805629953914616741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5805629953914616741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-damn-and-i-seriously-lost-track-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6628698799266012188</id><published>2009-12-25T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:55:21.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes it just feels really lonely when you find yourself wandering about in the midst of a shopping mob, looking around aimlessly all the time, praying for the little probability that you may meet someone you knew from before, to just smile, say hello and feel you presence acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it feels even more lonely when you come back home with not a single soul being able to recognise you at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6628698799266012188?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6628698799266012188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6628698799266012188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-it-just-feels-really-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3958005028157636740</id><published>2009-12-24T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T08:20:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>时间犹如现代的大型飞机，在我德光岛长达两个星期的禁闭期一瞬间飞闪而过。一坐在电脑屏幕面前，大声地播放一些悦耳动听的抒情歌曲，不禁会觉得这段时光的确梦幻般地过去，更会让我觉得这十四天给予我机会从不同角度将生活进行细密的剖析和思考，从而让我受益不浅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由 于这两个星期是所谓的“适应期”，各个军官都会尽量保持最大的忍耐度引导我们，协助我们尽早了解军人的生活习惯与环境。即便如此，我们这一群新兵偶尔仍然 因时间压力或者糊涂而依然犯错，惹恼他们，而这也是一些恐怖事情的开始。另一团的sergeant火气还够大，时常大声又利用许多粗言地喊骂人家，又处罚 得相当的严重，若这不令人家感到害怕，就是让人家因反感而气愤。但是这是武装部队，军官刻薄又严酷也是不可逃避的现实，我们也只能忍气吞声，尽量地去调整我们的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们身为新兵，固然会有许多体能训练，使我们的身体与精神受到极大的挑战。这对于一些人来说是个痛不欲生的经验，但我想这其实也可以是一个新的体验，让我们暂时从呆了长达十二年的学术框框里跳出来，面对一个新世界，并撇开智力的活动，再次让身体追上头脑，到头来也未必是一件坏事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tbc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3958005028157636740?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3958005028157636740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3958005028157636740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/12/sergeant-tbc.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1872583260748224115</id><published>2009-11-19T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:15:05.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walking on a darkened concrete path, most noticeably cracked and uplifted erratically by the gigantic trees that formed part of a glorious masterplan to add green to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking past a deserted bus-stop, a part of an age-old transportation system that has served its people for years, and still serving its purpose faithfully in the wake of modern city transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking up a flight of stairs, largely left neglected and forgotten as lifts, modern man's creation, begin to take over the job of reaching the skies, in modern city skyscrapers of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking in a quiet neighbourhood, left undisturbed by the bustling of cars and flurry of human activity that traditionally epitomise a vibrant and prosperous city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what the heck am i writing. random nonsense:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1872583260748224115?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1872583260748224115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1872583260748224115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/11/walking-on-darkened-concrete-path-most.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1299583060187851815</id><published>2009-11-08T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:02:02.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its always nice to reconnect, pick up on the things you've neglected or thought you've lost for a long time, to just chat, reminisce, chuckle and laugh for a while; to just get off-track from the highway lane that has blinded you to the many little nuances and details worth appreciating and savouring along the sidewalks; to just think about every single childish stuff and long-forgotten times that we once were entitled to indulge in, being robbed of these privileges one by one as we are made to conform to the grown up world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, its not hard to understand why dad for instance would never fail to ogle and goggle at his little babies' myraid of expressions, to smile and laugh so much upon such recollections that his eyes would wrinkle even though he has viewed the photos for the seventeenth or even the eightieth time; and also when mum's eyes never fail to brighten up upon being given the chance to wax lyrical about her childhood days in her expansive home and impressively huge courtyard in tanjong pagar during the days when popsicles cost a cent and when a simple bowl of rice with vegetables costs merely three cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things definitely change, either for better or for worse, especially in a city like this where everything is perpetually a work still in progress. but despite the grand scheme of things, that does not detach us from the innate desire to always reconnect with the fragmented memories of our past, be it memories of our achievements and pride or probably even those of hardships, to continually renew and refresh the patchwork of our own unique tapestry. afterall it reminds us that we, for all we can be, are still us, which inevitably does make our life seem like a special and thus significant one. giving us the strength to continually persevere and live on in an ever-changing world where insecurities and woes hound's one's life until the grave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1299583060187851815?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1299583060187851815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1299583060187851815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-always-nice-to-reconnect-pick-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7161358197565002030</id><published>2009-11-03T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:12:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is getting tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta trod on for another month before this damned thing is finally over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i better get some results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excellent results i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pia pia and rest well! &lt;br /&gt;i suppose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7161358197565002030?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7161358197565002030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7161358197565002030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-getting-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3864466950187908576</id><published>2009-10-14T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:12:40.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>absolutely beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3864466950187908576?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3864466950187908576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3864466950187908576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/10/absolutely-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2502905538397867323</id><published>2009-10-02T17:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:34:13.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the words of the victors reek of insensitivity and self-indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand your intentions, but sometimes its just good to remain silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#1E2121"&gt;爸，妈 对不起，我真对不住你们！&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2502905538397867323?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2502905538397867323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2502905538397867323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/10/victors-reek-of-insensitivity-and-self.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2122109672068277507</id><published>2009-10-01T18:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:03:46.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>of course i was shattered. the overwhelming shock was numb. actually not. it was such an overload i actually couldnt feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt cold, my head started to ache. shivered a bit i guess. was totally overcome by some indescribable feeling. felt like crying but could not. at least not in front of the teacher and the students in the lecture theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had already gotten over the feeling that i've failed despite the fact that everyone has done really well. the thought of seeing the disappointment on my mum, my dad, my sisters' faces was too heart-wrenching for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had assured them persistently time by time that i know what i am doing, that i know how i can do it, that i can do it. i kept their hopes up, and made them proud that i could do it one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i failed. it was dreadful. the shocked faces when they asked about me didnt help matters. made me feel more horrid. couldnt find anyone i could feel comfortable with to just pour out those torrents of feelings reeling up in me, to cry, or even just to lean on their shoulder and made sense of what had exactly happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was blank. couldnt hear what was happening, couldnt think about what was going on outside, basically i couldnt do anything. the joyful looks of the victors' faces were a harsh reality of my predicament. it was mean. it was horrible. it was utterly sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blankly wandering back home, wondering how i could actually face my parents and sister when i went home. was lightly drizzling. at least to small walk in the rain helped. at least the skies sobbed a tear or two for me amidst the hustle and bustle of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how lonely i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least that was how i lived for the past few years. at least i managed to live with it, survived with it. at least i could bear with it. until now. was really lost. blank was the best word. zero, totally no idea on what i was going to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i saw rachel at the bus stop. oh well she zoomed past me as i sauntered in the rain asking me why i was walking so slowly. spoke a while. and finally i broke down. oh well it was horrid to cry in public and in front of a girl. but if i felt comfortable crying then and there, i supposed that i trusted her instinctively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoke, cried and listened. oh well, she was certainly quite frank and pointed out some nice things, at least i was comforting. that there was someone in this world who was willing and tolerant enough to bear with your nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much rachel for your listening ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much xiaoming and hong sheng for the kind messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much wenbo for that pat on the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much to the other guys for that yea, nice byebyes while you all boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna just buck up and do my best. i'm incredibly stupid for falling a second time. i'm not going to be an idiot for falling down the third time. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yea thanks yunheng and yuhan too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2122109672068277507?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2122109672068277507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2122109672068277507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-course-i-was-shattered.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3531609998088549225</id><published>2009-09-16T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:01:07.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>prelims tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math n csc p1 was horrid. better not work too hard to screw up the following papers :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3531609998088549225?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3531609998088549225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3531609998088549225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/prelims-tsk-tsk-math-n-csc-p1-was.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3150227513854248874</id><published>2009-09-09T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:47:11.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>韶祺啊韶祺啊，就学会放下吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定要抓紧时间，完成该完成的任务，做尽自己的责任吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3150227513854248874?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3150227513854248874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3150227513854248874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-8913301478729852179</id><published>2009-09-04T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:38:42.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you juniors for all your kind wishes today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all really surprised me and really made my day! was quite touched too! love you guys. always knew that you were lovely people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh well there were many mixed feelings in me when the applause went on this morning. its like a tint of soon-to-come nostalgia, tinge of sadness, hint of uncertainty of what is to become of me once i formally end my 12 years of official schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kinda mix of bitter-sweet feelings. like, irregardless of whatever that happened, the random, the usual boring monotonous classes and practices, the sudden burst of merriment here and there, the breaking down of group discussions that descend into mugging and joking sessions, the failed outings PLUS the successful ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything and everything. at least it were interesting memories. and unique ones that we can proudly call our own too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how i would really react when its time for me to say goodbye. i wonder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-8913301478729852179?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8913301478729852179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8913301478729852179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you-juniors-for-all-your-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3131402200744391830</id><published>2009-09-01T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:58:39.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what would you do if you saw a 50 dollar note lying at the foot of the bus door as you were alighting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well i just left it lying there in the mud and water as people stepped in and out on the rainy day. wanted to pass it to the bus driver but since he wasnt a singaporean (excellent rephrasing to avoid attacking the character in my opinion) i still left it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essentially my mum sister and dad responded real quickly - to pick it up and keep it since someone else would pick it up anyway. the 2 ladies gave me incredulous looks when i said i left it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it got me thinking. i've always been quite lucky to see coins and notes littered everyone on the floor but i've always left it there to let some other fellow deal with it - for personal or altruistic goals whatever. and i've never asked anyone what they would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had always picked them up i guess i would have had a couple a month's worth of pocket money already. but i just always left it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that short conversation, i really began to wonder what others would have done with that sum of money. i wondered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3131402200744391830?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3131402200744391830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3131402200744391830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-would-you-do-if-you-saw-50-dollar.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-944387191669013033</id><published>2009-09-01T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:30:26.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tropical rain is a very distinctive kind of rain in which the raindrops fall down onto the ground very harshly, as though it is determined to wear off the roads below. the large drops are always accompanied by the strong winds that rattles leaves and shakes tree branches, never failing to make any person's ordinary day into a wildly wet one. it has this ambivalent character in which it could be kind and gentle in one moment and furious in another, which always irks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless it still makes for nice background music with the sounds of raindrops and howls of the wind as people go about doing stuff in their daily lives. and sometimes it is in fact, I feel, quite poetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-944387191669013033?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/944387191669013033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/944387191669013033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/tropical-rain-is-very-distinctive-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-9145013300260670035</id><published>2009-08-28T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:51:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>光阴荏苒，一瞬间，似乎漫长12年学生生涯，又告了一个段落&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-9145013300260670035?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/9145013300260670035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/9145013300260670035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/12.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-377659029847812272</id><published>2009-08-27T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:05:39.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08S63 Montage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/k6Znp8ip-4g' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/k6Znp8ip-4g'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nice xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-377659029847812272?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/377659029847812272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/377659029847812272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/08s63-montage.html' title='08S63 Montage'/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2536764921219908000</id><published>2009-08-24T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:19:37.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>心里总是那么复杂 但至少还蛮有滋味的&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2536764921219908000?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2536764921219908000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2536764921219908000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3757300401528396783</id><published>2009-08-22T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:20:42.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>世间人心可真是深不可测 你在外头可要更加小心，多多保重了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3757300401528396783?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3757300401528396783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3757300401528396783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1645533709434462399</id><published>2009-08-07T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:22:48.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid blogger shut down my blog claiming its a spam blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna strangle their stupid executives for creating a stupid programme that cant differentiate true spam from a normal blog that is just abandoned for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused, messed up, lost. but still has a goal to work towards too. just a wee bit distracted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1645533709434462399?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1645533709434462399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1645533709434462399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/stupid-blogger-shut-down-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6073988133880638255</id><published>2009-07-19T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:25:51.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it just makes you feel good watching harry potter. reading it is quite a pleasure too  (oh well except for a couple of draggy parts!) about all the camaraderie, bravery and the best of the human spirit brought out during adversity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to thinking of it. cs lewis's narnia is actually another lovely classic. the movie is stupendous too. the excellent scenes and the simple but rich storyline is simply wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6073988133880638255?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6073988133880638255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6073988133880638255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-just-makes-you-feel-good-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-5999569253248912782</id><published>2009-07-18T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:58:36.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks. one disgusting thing after another like torrents of rain. this is sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 detestable stuff, 1 gross stuff and still counting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well at least i shot the moon thrice on the hearts game in vista where the computer cheats and bullies you like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SmHxGrjz-eI/AAAAAAAAAmg/SLO_OGWL3R8/s1600-h/shotthemoonthrice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SmHxGrjz-eI/AAAAAAAAAmg/SLO_OGWL3R8/s320/shotthemoonthrice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359830128622041570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-5999569253248912782?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5999569253248912782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5999569253248912782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SmHxGrjz-eI/AAAAAAAAAmg/SLO_OGWL3R8/s72-c/shotthemoonthrice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7718637663196881138</id><published>2009-07-17T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:29:28.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at this pace im gonna kill myself anytime soon. okay maybe just give myself a nasty punch to wake up and shake off from the slacky mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are your mistakes? what should you do to do better? most importantly, when will you start putting words into action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n these 2 girls on the bus today were certainly quite inconsiderate n appalling in their behaviour. shant comment. yucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7718637663196881138?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7718637663196881138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7718637663196881138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-this-pace-im-gonna-kill-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6635176336110203455</id><published>2009-07-06T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:24:53.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>就熬多两天就解放咯！:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid math paper GRRRR 极sian:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6635176336110203455?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6635176336110203455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6635176336110203455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/dddddddd-stupid-math-paper-grrrr-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3251633202887967148</id><published>2009-06-22T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:02:39.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday's NS medical checkup was such a chore, oh well maybe apart from the gruelling waits and funny jokes that happened&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the MO said my heart the ECG showed abnormalities and need me to go checkup oh fine sianz. my mum was so nervous she nearly cried oh well. wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pray for the extra 1 week H1N1 break*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3251633202887967148?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3251633202887967148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3251633202887967148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/fridays-ns-medical-checkup-was-such.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4665867031029841613</id><published>2009-06-11T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:14:25.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;先天下之忧而忧，后天下之乐而乐&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4665867031029841613?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4665867031029841613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4665867031029841613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-145260159576059269</id><published>2009-05-14T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:24:12.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;光阴荏苒，转眼间，我们这几个星期的努力终于带来了丰厚的果实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是在表演终于落幕的那一刹那，心里一股熟悉，却又不能形容的感觉突然开始萌生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一种发现我们学生生涯也快要落幕，心里开始依依不舍的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼泪在眼眶里也差一点留下了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们历经了诸多风风雨雨，也一起渡过了许多美好的时光。&lt;br /&gt;甘甜的美味享受过了，苦涩的滋味也品尝过了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当喜庆的时光到达时，我们一起欢喜，同时也一齐哈哈大笑，快乐地闹翻天；&lt;br /&gt;当我们遇到挫折的时候，我们一起哭泣，但同时也互相激励对方，新站起来，一起继续向前进。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然，这都是大家人生中必将经过的一个进程，也将是大家共同的美好回忆。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在观众的热烈鼓掌与疯狂欢呼的喧闹中，心里突然感叹到人生的奥妙，昂然地笑了一声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那也是我今晚笑得那么舒适，那么愉悦的一次了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-145260159576059269?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/145260159576059269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/145260159576059269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6997351159633485277</id><published>2009-05-05T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:27:24.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know something is bloody wrong when you don't feel happy eating your childhood favourite dessert as a late night snack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6997351159633485277?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6997351159633485277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6997351159633485277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-something-is-bloody-wrong-when.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3690217373283109389</id><published>2009-04-29T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:23:45.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hcse you all did really well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i know it certainly came as a nasty surprise though we had put in our best, we have not let anyone down and more so ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all rock and will always rock! :D jiayou for the concert too haha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3690217373283109389?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3690217373283109389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3690217373283109389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/hcse-you-all-did-really-well-today.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7142238351969361576</id><published>2009-04-26T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:56:20.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>syf's comin. strings jiayou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h3 test coming. you all jiayou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the homework's tumbling. bleah yuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7142238351969361576?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7142238351969361576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7142238351969361576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/syfs-comin.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-817348577797065965</id><published>2009-04-13T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:24:50.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg just love surprises so much and i've gotten loads of it these days. thats absolutely fabulous and lovely! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first its the swarm of bday wishes, then physics, then PW, then my scottish friend's card, made unexpected finds at National Library for lunwen, then the super heng GP and now my dad's late night cookies&amp;amp;cream ice cream!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-817348577797065965?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/817348577797065965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/817348577797065965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-just-love-surprises-so-much-and-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6687890330952327269</id><published>2009-04-04T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:08:37.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew looks like my block test transcript wouldnt look too ugly....at least for the moment til physics and GP blemish it all! (wrong use of 'blemish' though=\ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and just liking april by the day HEE HEE...guess im getting really busy now. planning to squeeze in lunwen is really a nasty thing to do! oh well=\ the new upcoming dental appointments arent helping either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then oh well! considering the great aesthetic benefits plus the functional and other lovely benefits (MUAHAHAHA! MC!) im all for going the dental thiny whatsoever BLEH! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just looking at the old photos really bring back lovely memories. evokes loads of wonderful feelings haha! =D sian sian sian eat too much at buffet stomach is bloated URGH X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6687890330952327269?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6687890330952327269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6687890330952327269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/phew-looks-like-my-block-test.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-9174579944149930482</id><published>2009-03-29T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:58:39.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>好好跟你讲话&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是搞不懂你为何总要这样对待我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;出于无奈，也只好认命了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然没有人能帮上忙，就只能凭自己的感觉处事了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-9174579944149930482?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/9174579944149930482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/9174579944149930482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3207513219966974095</id><published>2009-03-29T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:46:11.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you wouldn't see this for sure but still, i'm really sorry for screwing up the lesson and your mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then thank you really so much for putting up my nonsense and tolerating my erratic behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your kind words of advice were certainly heard, understood and greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once a again thank you so much, though i really believe that just these 8 letters do a great injustice to your kind guidance these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll certainly always remember it wherever i go. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3207513219966974095?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3207513219966974095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3207513219966974095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/really-sorry-for-screwing-up-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-8023334183411635888</id><published>2009-03-29T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:23:48.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm&lt;br /&gt;extremely disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more so&lt;br /&gt;utterly disgusted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-8023334183411635888?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8023334183411635888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8023334183411635888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/utterly-disgusted.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3651249293681034533</id><published>2009-03-28T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:11:17.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so happyyyyyy todayyyy!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just burst and overseded my parents' spending budget today whoots heehee oh well but they were in a good mood and were willing to part WHEEE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got new super nice speakers. and three books to add to my existing collection heehee!!!! happyyyyy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so my day today!!!!! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3651249293681034533?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3651249293681034533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3651249293681034533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-happyyyyyy-todayyyy-i-guess-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6706323060221881787</id><published>2009-03-27T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:16:13.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i never had such a good stretch for days already, considering life's just gotten much busier than ever. and i salute the J1 who had the guts to tell me they are super busy and stressed out already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to think of it, even as the blocks just ended (with much jubilation by the J2s of course), we are now ushered into another era of more commitments and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, syf and concert are 2 big projects that certainly promise to invigorate the 40-odd people out much more efficiently than certain tutors conducting lessons in physics/chinese class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the piling work for the ARGH big exams at the end of the year is bound to bring much more fun and joy to the already highly attractive and generous amount of work we are dealing with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, the slow lectures never fail to bring entertainment due to its turtle pace. the fact that we lag behind other lecture groups by a lecture topic just makes things even more exciting, boosting that already overloaded amount of adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;universities over the world are also flocking to school to advertise their school to interested students, prompting some brain-dead kids to start thinking about what they want to do in future. and for them, it is definitely a great kickstart to getting that stagnant mind in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the government in their anxiety to compete for their fair share of manpower have also begun sending letters to invite their singaporean boys for medical checkups to facilitate physical enjoyment and fulfillment for 2 years before the universities and then many foreign countries "that have greener pastures out there" pull all their kids away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for leaving the girls out of the picture and gender equality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then for now, having that quality sleep you've been waiting for all the while is just pure bliss:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6706323060221881787?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6706323060221881787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6706323060221881787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-had-such-good-stretch-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1458452672527202472</id><published>2009-03-19T15:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:55:53.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;behold the greatest lesson of life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;as you work towards your goals and dreams, never ever forget your roots and treasure them,&lt;br /&gt;for the thread of life hangs feebly at the mercy of the cold, remorseless spinster and her abhorred shears&lt;br /&gt;you will also never know when the blade decides to satisfy its hunger for yet another soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;so treasure them while they are still around, for fate is cruel and never gives a second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you would not see this but nonetheless i want to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stay strong, my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1458452672527202472?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1458452672527202472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1458452672527202472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/behold-greatest-lesson-of-life-as-one.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3805835638659841406</id><published>2009-03-18T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:33:03.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new goal: to find out more about the space above my head aka the sky and the cosmos esp the night one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;action plan: step 1 - to bug my poor astronomy club friend to teach some of the basics.&lt;br /&gt;step 2 - see if step 1 is successful first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i mean it. at least ive got something new to do other than music reading and the dreaded &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3805835638659841406?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3805835638659841406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3805835638659841406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-goal-to-find-out-more-about-space.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1789255373939419238</id><published>2009-03-17T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:08:02.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>considering this super inefficient rate of studying, my math n chem is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually looking back, i guess GP CSC and physics were pretty crappy too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid exams! got no mood to study =( so much for holidays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1789255373939419238?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1789255373939419238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1789255373939419238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/considering-this-super-inefficient-rate.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4919981752641430505</id><published>2009-03-16T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:49:33.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days of the holidays just gone like that(esp when mum just drags you out for shopping the whole day even when you've got nothing to buy!! oh well i'll take it as a gd activity leading to a good rest esp after u get tired walking the rounds xD )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ive gotta better start mugging woots &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 more days =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4919981752641430505?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4919981752641430505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4919981752641430505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-days-of-holidays-just-gone-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-5716757915967145154</id><published>2009-03-13T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:08:11.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg never knew my father had such an extended collection of super cool classic movies of the modern world and the 21st century ranging from western blockbusters to big-budget asian films that could compete with my piano teacher's collection of CDs and movies and whatsoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've got something to do apart from mugging in the "holidays" xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-5716757915967145154?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-333693993218542951?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/333693993218542951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/333693993218542951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-8169685328785909005</id><published>2009-03-08T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:42:50.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2.4 more days to blocks. EWWW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-8169685328785909005?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8169685328785909005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/8169685328785909005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/2.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2271696687103356584</id><published>2009-03-06T23:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:04:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my angel's so cute! spoke to someone and after much force (verbally), she helped ask and told my angel was in fact a girl! but then i dun noe if im gonna scammed badly like poor daqi! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well pictures speak a thousand words, so pictures will describe the present i got! still haven reveal identity so ive got a little nasty present for her in store on monday MUAHAHA. 还蛮有情趣的xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFI5nN8QRI/AAAAAAAAAl4/g3FJ8PVY8hQ/s1600-h/P1070804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFI5nN8QRI/AAAAAAAAAl4/g3FJ8PVY8hQ/s320/P1070804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310105590263726354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJE7iEYpI/AAAAAAAAAmA/SWk7f8TbE1M/s1600-h/P1070805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJE7iEYpI/AAAAAAAAAmA/SWk7f8TbE1M/s320/P1070805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310105784695415442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJMCTpA3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/a3ISIUhx_Gs/s1600-h/P1070806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJMCTpA3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/a3ISIUhx_Gs/s320/P1070806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310105906773033842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJV4mJiTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/B8-MrDtbhmM/s1600-h/P1070807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJV4mJiTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/B8-MrDtbhmM/s320/P1070807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310106075964999986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just came back home late from dramafeste so after a lovely bowl of bak chor mee ive got a lovely dessert from adam road and its my childhood favourite ice kachang!!! YUMMMM. such sinful bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJgW_6sSI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Hf10Ukaq7K0/s1600-h/P1070808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFJgW_6sSI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Hf10Ukaq7K0/s320/P1070808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310106255924834594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2271696687103356584?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2271696687103356584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2271696687103356584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-angels-so-cute-spoke-to-someone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__wPcvBqJ7Vk/SbFI5nN8QRI/AAAAAAAAAl4/g3FJ8PVY8hQ/s72-c/P1070804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2810340234085345398</id><published>2009-03-05T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:15:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even my sis can tell that im somewhat not in the best of moods just by talking over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta wonder how to go about dealing with all this GRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2810340234085345398?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2810340234085345398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2810340234085345398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/even-my-sis-can-tell-that-im-somewhat.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3611176083562793827</id><published>2009-03-04T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:45:04.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>真心烦意乱&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3611176083562793827?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3611176083562793827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3611176083562793827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6119743663535449858</id><published>2009-03-03T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:27:15.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>简单的歌词里流露出丰厚的感情， 赞！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6119743663535449858?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6119743663535449858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6119743663535449858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4106602193044640295</id><published>2009-02-26T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:48:30.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>果然是真的，只要心一平静，学会坦诚的面对，整个人又舒畅了许多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah dao :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4106602193044640295?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4106602193044640295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4106602193044640295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/bleah-dao-p.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6173404012633993512</id><published>2009-02-25T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:17:32.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>utterly ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6173404012633993512?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6173404012633993512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6173404012633993512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/utterly-ridiculous.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4189766300943307100</id><published>2009-02-25T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:25:17.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is freaking irritating. things better turn for the better soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder what is the probability of getting annoyed by 5 different things simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4189766300943307100?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4189766300943307100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4189766300943307100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-freaking-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7420785157260111317</id><published>2009-02-24T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:09:45.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is startlingly soothing to be comforted by words that you yourself had written long ago in the haste of the moment, words that you never thought of erasing and remained well-preserved, words that you never knew would bring such solace in time to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/15140751-7420785157260111317?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7420785157260111317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7420785157260111317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-is-startlingly-soothing-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-226575095522288926</id><published>2009-02-20T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:04:55.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz sometimes life likes to play tricks on you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-226575095522288926?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/226575095522288926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/226575095522288926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/haiz-sometimes-life-likes-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1765212052429835026</id><published>2009-02-15T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:38:11.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a real headache dealing with tough nuts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-1765212052429835026?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1765212052429835026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1765212052429835026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-real-headache-dealing-with-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4935221785830993960</id><published>2009-02-14T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:35:56.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to be really thankful for setting up this little space here years back when blogging was crazy and the in thing to do. being the usual person excited by novelty, i had then rashly created one and started to maiden post talking the national day parade then. and yes i could still remember it vividly without checking through the history pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon things died down and of  course my rabid frenzy then cooled down with it too. but while people start abandoning their lovely adorned personal pages splashed with their comments on everything about the world, i've then started to settle down and take a break for a while. it was not long before this little space started to become a more personal affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given that few people visited this little page and that even those who do are those who would mostlikely be more close to me (thats just a wild guess though) i thought that i would then utilise this little wall of mine to post the little bits and pieces of my memories and feelings as i grew up so that anytime i could always go back and look through what i've gone through in these hectic years of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes sometimes it just never fails to surprise me that even someone who is close to becoming eighteen can suddenly be reminded about his growing up times and yet could'nt remember those little things that he experienced then. all that remained were reminiscent feelings and fragmented pieces of memories that never fit whenever i tried to narrate it out to my friends or family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be because a child's cognitive memory starts to take proper shape at around the kindergarten age, but still as i grow up, i sometimes yearn to be able to remember nearly all those things that i've experienced since young, be it the happy times when one knew no worries; or the innocent when one did not know how to lie and pretend, even to one's ownself; or the sad times when the kid just became cheeky and himself again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still it was sweet memories. at least one was not bogged down by the incessant calls to study for the upcoming exams that "will come in 30 weeks time", to start pondering about what you want to do in university now, and think about army first. i could remember myself arguing with one of my female classmate in kindergarten over toys, and really i was so angry back then - now i just smile and laugh when i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just the realities of life that totally lie in store for all those little children i see on the streets running and prancing about in the shopping centres with their poor mummies and maids chasing after them with milk bottles and tupperware's worth of homecooked food that would always taste better than the hawker fare we get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even so, life still goes on. you still have to trudge on and live on. yes, to grow up. because its just one of the harsh realities of life, that one can never become younger again. anyway you might not even have noticed you've just gotten another few minutes older already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4935221785830993960?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4935221785830993960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4935221785830993960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-to-be-really-thankful-for.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-4913802464741215153</id><published>2009-02-13T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:14:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was really surprised. but i now cant remember clearly what mr sam lee said just now when i saw him during campfire. but i was really quite shocked when he said that i looked troubled or did not look fine at all or something along that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it was true after all. so i was really really quite stunned when he actually seemed to be able to tell how i'm feeling. or rather he was able to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wondered whether it was really guesswork or he could really see through the little nuances of human behaviour, but naturally since it was supposed to be a happy occasion, i just shrugged it off saying that i appeared tired or something. and evidently he appeared sceptical about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, some things are just so hard to describe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-4913802464741215153?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4913802464741215153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/4913802464741215153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-really-surprised.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-1085572867693075108</id><published>2009-02-06T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:49:05.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;for a man of little words, he views his world quite differently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;he stays at the sidelines, quietly observing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the hustle and bustle of the world around him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;taking in the sounds of the chats and endless banter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and observing the little minute nuances of human behaviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and from there attempt to interpret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;what is truly going on in their minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;be it the conscious or the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and sometimes, it hurts quite a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;that in his own interactions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;he tries so hard to understand what is going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;but yet stumble and find it astoundingly hard to do so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;for once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;it is certainly mind-boggling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and still, his footsteps trudge on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;even so, he still attempts to piece together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;what exactly happened&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/15140751-1085572867693075108?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1085572867693075108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/1085572867693075108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-man-of-little-words-he-views-his.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-7115164872161981019</id><published>2009-02-04T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:09:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh almighty heck care the rigid GP style writing for some more fluid spontaneous writing heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway its been days already and esp with the j1 orientation going on its sparking lots of lovely memories from my own orientation last year &gt;&lt; it was real fun and our og OG25 were really a wonderful bunch of people. highly spirited, high spirits, high morale and highly bonded. we were the kind of OG that i believed everyone else would really like to be in. it was really fun. we always cheered on and still felt good no matter what happened. its was kind of more than high and close to euphoric. i hardly cldnt remember frowning or unhappiness then. we always felt happy meeting each other and maybe even couldnt wait at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well time passes and things changes. however it still brings about sweets memories and smiles whenever i think of jumpstart. im just feeling that tad feeling of admiration for the juniors for they are going this period of fun. oh well, shall be really happy for them. haha been hyping up some of them and getting them excited lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise it has been really surprising that despite the crazy workload and crammed deadlines that have been flooding in since day 1 of school, i've been feeling unusually light-hearted and at ease with myself. i guess its not only due my solving of quite a few emotional entanglements and sorting out quite a fair bit of stuff that has been allowing my mental state to be unusually healthy haha. now im somewhat going into hyper mode quite often esp with ppl im close to LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partly also things around me have been becoming quite interesting for me. the new environment in school with the new students and sort has been keeping me somewhat distracted from the stresses of j2 life i guess. also its been really coincidental about me encountering some surprising things that has certainly brightened up the mundane here a wee bit on the whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope it can last longer and help me tide through the i-think-would-be-a-certainly-tumultuous year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-7115164872161981019?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7115164872161981019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/7115164872161981019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/haha-its-been-days-already-and-esp-with.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2564576445028453089</id><published>2009-01-29T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:10:04.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>心里难得觉得那么舒畅，整个人的心情都蛮平静 蛮愉快的 蛮高兴的 哈哈XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走路回家时突然才发现这个感受 想一想之后 也蛮有滋味的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年即将是个十分匆忙 即将充满许多压力的时期 保持这种心态将会十分难得 那最好去珍惜它吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha great day today!=) Smooth sailing in school… had a nice chat with friends today, met my sis in nj and had a nice chat with tgt with xy n hongsheng. Then managed to obtain some good books for csc lunwen. After tt cld understand a bit more of h3 math, then stayed back to go thru again. Drank nice bubble tea saw sis again, chatted with her n her frens. Went home saw one of the nice English teachers in high school.  Had a nice chat again. Then switched bus n saw my p3 chinese teacher. Had another nice chat and went home in high spirits wheee… then at home got the Moulin rouge songs ive been hoping to get for some time. Then hyper chat with ppl like junhong and jacky who keep makin me laugh haha! u and yr silly CAPS! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day with little frills but was quite fulfilling and satisfying XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact coming to think of it its already quite rare for months now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2564576445028453089?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2564576445028453089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2564576445028453089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/xd-haha-great-day-today-smooth-sailing.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3932393611805113380</id><published>2009-01-19T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:20:27.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz all the j1 would be kids are all streaming into school today.... urgghs at the overcrowding problem in school esp the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully they can move like somewhere else so it'll be more spacious for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* yet another year! now being seniors looking at the juniors coming in haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3932393611805113380?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3932393611805113380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3932393611805113380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/haiz-all-j1-would-be-kids-are-all.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-3931894198988212741</id><published>2009-01-06T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:51:54.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking back i think i really need some catching up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always feel sorry that i've been leaving my 'wall' (as i would to call it!) to fend for itself. i think i can really see all the ivies and moss growing on it already, burrying the years of memories beneath its canopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw i called my space a wall well long before the facebook phenomenon came about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've lost count of how many times i've felt sorry for myself not to make a little effort this refresh my wall with new things, new comments, sights and memories. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant blame it on the pile of dreaded work though i would love to. its quite sickening to see that the math took THAT amount of time, brain juice and foolscap. oh well stopped doing GP n finished chem before scotland. shall do a bit of physics to make myself feel less guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*throws csc lunwen out of the window*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant believe its already 2009. and honestly speaking 2009 seems to be a really foreign number to me. and i would not expect myself to feel all that great about what to expect for the rest of the year. my dad keeps saying its going to be the end of your 12 years of schooling and it is going to make or break you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i hate thinking about it. oh fine, 2008 was really a roller coaster ride. it was really fun, sometimes a bit heart wrenching and other times i thought i really needed suppressants to control my temper and all tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know i will soon grow numb of the things of the past. just hopefully i can survive this year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanking my links for motivating me to type here.else i would have forgotten i had this wall. the scribbles are getting really scarce. i would really love to fill it up with loads of nice things (n to share with it any unhappy things i have to spill too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oh yes on a random note, sorry caroline for taking so long to respond haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-3931894198988212741?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3931894198988212741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/3931894198988212741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-back-i-think-i-really-need-some.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-6424426919475218470</id><published>2008-12-18T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:11:51.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i gotta thank my scottish buddy for brightening up my day really! esp for breaking my moody spell that's been creeping up on me these few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like when my mum was collecting the mail, i was instinctively thinking that there would be my mail esp when it was a thick bundle. my sis had the feeling that i would have mail too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and poof my mum suddenly exclaimed there was mail for me. and true enough i guessed who the sender was hee hee gillian! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really haha glad to see the nice christmas card with the cute robin on it! and a printed photo and a handwritten letter! so touched haha.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-6424426919475218470?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6424426919475218470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/6424426919475218470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-fine-i-think-i-gotta-thank-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-806337272786819070</id><published>2008-12-18T15:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:38:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i love movies and tv shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;they are beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;they are always perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;however...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so dramatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;people still say life is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;no matter how imperfect it is&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/15140751-806337272786819070?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/806337272786819070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/806337272786819070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-movies-and-tv-shows-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-2393927315432601512</id><published>2008-12-16T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:18:10.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that whole moody depressing feeling's creeping up me and its particularly irksome whenever im afflicted by these bouts of dreaded emotional mess. its comes randomly, sticks onto you, sucks and drains your mood and leaves unexpectedly when its done enough damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never liked these, but i'll just be more gloomy these days then, and im trying to alleviate it a little bit with some light music, which obviously is not working and distracting me instead. no mood to practice my piano longer, felt horrible playing it because it sounded horrendous - my playing i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood reading books because the words just seem to take pride and glee in sending me into complete confusion - my brain just cant to process words nowadays. lost quite some mood playing computer games even and thats a rather great breakthrough if i actually told my mum that. oh well if my sister can why cant i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that things can become better after i go back to school for some extra lessons tomorrow. maybe that little extra breather might do well for my mental wellbeing which is always in a wreck. its always a puddle of extreme emotions i cant remeber a time when i was actually feeling... more at ease with myself. its always either very agitated, very moody, too high, very sad. bah enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i can feel good about my tissue box in being a good helper in insect elimination in my room which is a hotbed for these little irritating critters looking for some light, stuffiness and maybe some warmth in my little room. and my room too of course which i definitely do take great pride in. after all its just a matter of whether the guest has the privilege to see my room. and little annoying livings things do not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-2393927315432601512?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2393927315432601512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/2393927315432601512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-whole-moody-depressing-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-5631086690678653083</id><published>2008-12-08T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:49:21.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i nearly forgot about this page for days already! just about 5 more weeks to what i really dun wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well at least i got a good break in scotland and another short break soon in hongkong but then, one can never escape from the realities of life and duties he is obligated to fulfil and complete =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-5631086690678653083?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5631086690678653083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/5631086690678653083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-nearly-forgot-about-this-page-for.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15140751.post-383879725107688917</id><published>2008-11-29T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:33:41.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so far i would dare say scotland is one of the most brilliant places i've ever been. it has certainly been the best times i've ever had this year and maybe in all my overseas school trips so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might bore you out but i really want to say a huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to my fellow 12 travelling mates for being around to lighten to atmosphere at night and during bus trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to mr sam lee for being there like a friend, playing and joking with us and still attempt to give us coloured paper to do some work=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to the host school for having such a big heart and making us feel warm and welcome despite the cold harsh winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to all the buddies for being so cool, forthcoming, jovial and full of joy that its infectious touch has made strangers into best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally not to forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two most delightful buddies gillian steele and jennifer khan for your quirky personalities and delightful selves that have made this trip a unique one for us to cherish in times to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15140751-383879725107688917?l=xtremeattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/383879725107688917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15140751/posts/default/383879725107688917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtremeattitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-far-i-would-dare-say-scotland-is-one.html' title=''/><author><name>shoukee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17962827358875958651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i.i.com.com/cnet.g2/images/2004/screen0/919973_20040923_thumb001.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
