<?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-4795602818879355011</id><updated>2011-07-05T17:59:45.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning in Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-3850319034501536663</id><published>2008-04-22T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T05:31:31.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Earth Day&lt;/span&gt; falls on the 22nd of April each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Earth Day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is today!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now wouldn't it be a good day to start to do your part in conserving the environment if you haven't?&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;say "NO" to plastic bags!!! [bring your own paper/reusable grocery bags to shop la!!]&lt;br /&gt;say "NO" to Light Bulbs!!! [try using fluorescent bulbs instead!!]&lt;br /&gt;say "NO" to Cigarettes!!! [stop polluting those around YOU!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on but it doesn't have to end here.. Earth Day is Everyday!&lt;br /&gt;Together we can make a different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/SA3X_myRRkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hCLx4ygHRfU/s1600-h/320px-Earth_flag_PD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/SA3X_myRRkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hCLx4ygHRfU/s320/320px-Earth_flag_PD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192043433171174978" 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/4795602818879355011-3850319034501536663?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3850319034501536663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=3850319034501536663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3850319034501536663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3850319034501536663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/04/earth-day.html' title='Earth Day'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/SA3X_myRRkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/hCLx4ygHRfU/s72-c/320px-Earth_flag_PD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-4192595267600170581</id><published>2008-04-16T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:51:10.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in 1</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of 3-in-1 Nescafe?&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is 3-in-1 blogpost!!!&lt;br /&gt;so enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;5~7th of April:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;IKOM PC Fair. Huh! for the 1st time i had to stand for almost 36 hrs and repeating the same thing over and over again for three continuous days. But... it's worth it since the pay is good and it include lunch, dinner and drinks. Compared with others, I've heard that Boulevard IT promoters only get rm50 per days + food and NEC promoters RM50+ but they'll have to get their own food and NO commission!!! My Gawd!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's 117 booths for the fair this time and it's divided into two parts: Hall A and Hall B. Participants included Toshiba, Dell, Acer, BenQ,  E Cube/Eacan, Canon, Boulevard IT, Samsung, APR/Blazze [yea~ the brand i'm promoting] and so on.. Saw quite a few friends working there as well and they were Nelson, Juokya and AhSiang at Dell's; Allan, Suk Hui, Betty and Jennifer at Toshiba's; Wejin at APR and KiamYung at AMT PC.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really manage to sell much since it's basically a turn off when people knew that the brand is from China so in the end i only sold two laptops and one pc. Doesn't really matter though since it's the pay that i'm interested in in the first place and not the commission. lol. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta meet lots of great chaps there like Ken, Kelvin, Stanley, DOL phin, Chewy, NEC guy, Eacan guy, Canon girl and so on. Oh, sure gona miss 'em and hope i can see them again.&lt;br /&gt;ohya, Monkey, thanks for not bombarding me with those questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast Thursday i found out that i've been shortlisted for MEdSi Test!!!&lt;br /&gt;also congrats to all my friends that got selected as well. Hope we can all pass the test but the question is, "OMG, what in the heck is MEdSi????"&lt;br /&gt;I've heard people saying that it's some kinda personality test but then according to Karen Clover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; there is five component in the MEdSI test which last for 2 hours &amp;amp; 30 minutes. A total questions of 235 will be asked base on the 5 component which are Quantitative, English, INSAK, Analytical and Verbal. So in order to know more about it, I went to Benzamine Bookstore and get myself a MTest exercise book which cost me rm17. Oh that reminds me, i'm suppose to be studying for the test which will be on this coming Saturday, 19th of April 2008!!! Two days left!!!! shoots!!! Wish me lucks. hehe. ^~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he 3rd and the last,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ONE LIFE: do something"&lt;br /&gt;- take a journey in the footsteps of a child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Ground Floor, The Spring, Kuching&lt;br /&gt;Date: 01~04 May 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time: 10am-10pm&lt;br /&gt;Admission: Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an exhibition to let you see, hear and experience the tragedy and triumph lived out by real children affected by AIDS and child trafficking and be amazed by their resilience.&lt;br /&gt;Participants will also be given a mp3 player from which they will listen to the "Tell it Themselves", true experience of the children before moving on into the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, t-shirts, car stickers and stuff will be on sale in those four days time for charity purposes.&lt;br /&gt;If you have the time, do go and support this exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw do you know that there's 2.5 million people in Sarawak?  bet you don't. heh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-4192595267600170581?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4192595267600170581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=4192595267600170581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4192595267600170581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4192595267600170581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-in-1.html' title='3 in 1'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-8563594994175794840</id><published>2008-04-03T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:35:19.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's what</title><content type='html'>Being such a moron in comp stuff, there's nothing to do but to work hard and to get to know them well  before tomorrow [aRrrhg!!! don't come look for me!!! you know who you are!!!]. And my, my, am i amaze by my ignorant of it . to list out a few,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[What's a Ram??]&lt;br /&gt;Is it a male sheep?&lt;br /&gt;lol. i'm not that bad so chill..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's a temporary information storage for a computer which is occupied with the information related to the task you are performing or the software you are currently using. The more Ram your computer has, the better it can run multiple softwares simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CPU?]&lt;br /&gt;Change Password Utility?&lt;br /&gt;nah~, it's central processing unit, CPU for short. CPU is the main component that performs virtually all of the computation and controls the behaviour of most of the other devices. Basically it’s performance is measured with its “clock speed” [nuh da M/GHz thingy] thus the faster the clock speed, the faster the computer will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Disk Storage..]&lt;br /&gt;ya, i know this one. it's the size of the blank disc like, DVD one is 4.7Gb.&lt;br /&gt;Heck no.&lt;br /&gt;The main data center for a computer where the information is stored on a magnetic device is called the hard disk. The Disk storage stores all your softwares and passes it on to the RAM when you load a software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't go telling me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why dude, you should be ashame of yourself!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;heh~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;infos from good old wikpedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-8563594994175794840?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8563594994175794840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=8563594994175794840' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8563594994175794840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8563594994175794840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-what.html' title='what&apos;s what'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-4756292764205150257</id><published>2008-03-31T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:33:00.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pikom PC Fair</title><content type='html'>Woo~hOo!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;just got a call from the pc fair guy offering me a job as a promoter. Ain't telling which brand just in case you guys decided to hunt me down and toss me all those complicated, twist and turns questions. lol.&lt;br /&gt;btw.. for those that doesn't have a clue what's in and what's out this few days in kuching.. I would be delighted to tell you this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PIKOM PC Fair 2008 will be in kuching starting from the 4th~6th of April 2008. As always it will be held at lvl 5, Permata Car Park Building from 11am-9pm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there! ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I actually thought of posting something bout hiccups with help from wikipedia but since someone else did it before so am just gona link him up here [cross my fingers and hope that he won't mind^^]... "&lt;a href="http://mengleong.blogspot.com/2007/09/hiccup.html"&gt;It's You That Matters. - Hiccups..!&lt;/a&gt;". Do check out his work, who knows??? You might find some interesting methods in curing hiccups. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-4756292764205150257?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4756292764205150257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=4756292764205150257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4756292764205150257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4756292764205150257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/pikom-pc-fair.html' title='Pikom PC Fair'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-8005148308439264210</id><published>2008-03-30T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T02:42:57.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry..</title><content type='html'>"I'm sorry..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, sorry.. Sorry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuo kuih tii meh&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bigger than heaven/sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry your head arr... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma ta gia lai cho ha mik&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's the use of police then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one is good. Extracted from "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gone With The Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;page 1006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;scarlett&gt;&lt;scarlett&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rhett, don't say such things! Oh, how can i make you understand? I've told you how sorry I am----"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;rhett&gt;&lt;rhett&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My darling, you are such a child. You think that by saying, "I'm sorry," all errors and hurts  of years past can be remedied, obliterated from the mind, all poison drawn from old wounds... Take my handkerchief, Scarlett.  Never, at any crisis of your life, have i known you to have a handkerchief."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...&lt;br /&gt;any questions bout why i've posted this, I'll give it a pass...&lt;/rhett&gt;&lt;/rhett&gt;&lt;/scarlett&gt;&lt;/scarlett&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-8005148308439264210?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8005148308439264210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=8005148308439264210' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8005148308439264210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8005148308439264210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry..'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-5228039489767130822</id><published>2008-03-27T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:55:02.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Thrusts</title><content type='html'>Launched in January 2007 by Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Six Thrusts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand and dutifully help fulfill the objectives of the plan;&lt;br /&gt;Have a sense of urgency in implementing all projects under the plan;&lt;br /&gt;Facilitate and not to frustrate administration work;&lt;br /&gt;Have integrity and be polite at all time;&lt;br /&gt;Be responsible when doing self-evaluation or working in a team;&lt;br /&gt;And get it right the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Friday, March 28, 2008. The Borneo Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Don't ask me why I posted this... I've no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-5228039489767130822?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5228039489767130822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=5228039489767130822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5228039489767130822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5228039489767130822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/six-thrusts.html' title='Six Thrusts'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-4425342006903967362</id><published>2008-03-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T09:02:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless</title><content type='html'>On 25th of March 2008, &lt;br /&gt;i finally quit from the cafe i'm working at. hiu~ [embracing sense of freedom]*&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt that i can be free to do stuff that i wanted to do cause most probably i'll be too busy trying to find myself a short course or something and to figure out what i truly want in life.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, found this interesting poem by Flora Chan the other day and it's titled as,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Help Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm feeling lonely and blue,&lt;br /&gt;you know, like there's no one out there that understand you,&lt;br /&gt;I still smile and laugh so I won't spoil the party,&lt;br /&gt;As if pretending to be happy I can fool my body,&lt;br /&gt;But inside I want to scream with all my might,&lt;br /&gt;"I can't do it anymore, please somebody show me the light!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I swallow my misery 'cause I don't want to be a burden,&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm to proud to show you I'm hurtin' ;&lt;br /&gt;Or could it be for fear of you knowing my deepest secret,&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I don't even know how to phrase it.&lt;br /&gt;I just know my body feels like retiring;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are dry from crying; my soul is dead from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on a day that was same as any other,&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing at the door -- I finally saw, I finally bothered,&lt;br /&gt;And I saw somebody I could all of a sudden trust,&lt;br /&gt;Except in reality you had always been there without fuss,&lt;br /&gt;You mean it's just a state of mind?&lt;br /&gt;You had always been a friend for me to find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me for not having the courage before to say,&lt;br /&gt;"Please help me! Please listen, care, and pray."&lt;br /&gt;I know now life too short; there's just no time to waste,&lt;br /&gt;But it's never too late to pick up the pace,&lt;br /&gt;And to reach out for somebody who's always been around;&lt;br /&gt;By forgetting our pride our soul  will be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my friend, after reading this i hope you won't have any more trouble and hesitation in asking for help from your friends if need be. Good Luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-4425342006903967362?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4425342006903967362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=4425342006903967362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4425342006903967362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4425342006903967362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/helpless.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-8950887977598385423</id><published>2008-03-04T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T07:40:33.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong...</title><content type='html'>"did i did something wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"then..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where did it go wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this last few days i have being in a daze and finally today i realize that i'm wrong all along....&lt;br /&gt;wrong in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;and wrong even now...&lt;br /&gt;how in the world can i expect that i can be forgiven that easily?&lt;br /&gt;After what i've done...&lt;br /&gt;it will forever stained the path between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-8950887977598385423?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8950887977598385423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=8950887977598385423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8950887977598385423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8950887977598385423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/wrong.html' title='wrong...'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-4083252248271417390</id><published>2008-02-14T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T02:09:57.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sickening JellyFish tagged me so here i am updating again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where were you at 3:02 AM this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gone wild and turned vampy, so hav being attacking people viciously somewhere out there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the first thing you thought of this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; man... i'm damn handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is the person you have a crush on older or younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; younger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; turn vampy????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you hope to do this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; go out with Nick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; what do you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What song are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "Wo Ke Yi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever told someone of the opposite sex you loved them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Curious??? Heck like i'm telling ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How's your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; still functioning, thank you. How's yours???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What were you doing at 7 a.m?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Oh my GAWD!!!! the sun!!!! pretty obvious isn't it??? Sleep of cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing this afternoon at 12 p.m?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was the reason you last cried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; one litre of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you saw in theaters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Alvin and the chipmunks [watch wit jellyfish leh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever driven without license?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yup... while learning to drive in order to get my license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever talked to someone when they were high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How many red lights have you ran?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ahhh~ the good old days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Have you ever cried while in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Try getting the hair shampoo in ur eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever, in any way, been betrayed by someone you trusted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; uh-huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time you were given roses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Like never????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is there anything that you are craving for right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; yup... craving to eat jellyfish for dinner... muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where did your last hug take place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Hug myself everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do people ever make stupid mistakes when spelling or saying your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tonnes of times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you drink tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Duh?!??! of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. When was the last time you saw a cop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; er.... have being avoiding them ever since i'd turn vampy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you wet the toothbrush before the toothpaste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Does someone like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my friends like me... hm... nt sure bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you hope to accomplish before the year ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; grow fatter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. JellyFish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Ahma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Eichi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. x-Ass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-4083252248271417390?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4083252248271417390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=4083252248271417390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4083252248271417390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/4083252248271417390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/sickening-jellyfish-tagged-me-so-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-5228711450178499286</id><published>2008-02-13T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T01:52:39.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>extraction</title><content type='html'>This are all extracted from the mails i've sent to a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy urself peeking into someone else's mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/12/2007&lt;br /&gt;my 1st day, not exactly started working yet just training and stuff. haha. but i'm still glad tat i've manage to go through it with as little mistakes as possible. lol. Anyway, my specialty will be handling cold beverages or anything that need to be blended. kinda nervous also of the upcoming opening day of the cafe.. i believe we all are especially my taukeneo, Sharon. hehe. n Gosh, there will only be two persons in the kitchen and three outside!!! Really hope that we'll have enough hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/12/2007&lt;br /&gt;aint christmas suppose to be a good day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knocking ur head three times on the extending plates placer just above the kitchen sink...&lt;br /&gt;sneeze for three times in front of customer...&lt;br /&gt;closing the lid of the ice box on top of ur left thumb...&lt;br /&gt;broke a plate...&lt;br /&gt;and finally pour some hot water on the left thumb and the finger next to it????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, believe it o not..&lt;br /&gt;it all happen to me in the one day time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;plus i'd almost work for 14 hours on Christmas day kok.&lt;br /&gt;Am there at 745am - 1115pm. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Very tiring bt it's exciting in some sort of sense as well. Like i've to keep on improving my speed when preparing drinks/beverages, how to take orders and so on... haha. Maybe you can come over when you are back in kuching and taste the drinks i've made and leave me some of ur comments??? yea~ that would be nice. As the saying goes, there's always room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31/12/2007&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;wat can i say???&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten a lot faster than before when trying to prepare drinks and serve them in time.&lt;br /&gt;that's good news i guess... but personally i think thats not good enough. Well, you see, some of the recipe for the drinks are not completed yet. So me and ChinFang have to try do them one at a time in order to get the right taste. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;You know basically i have to work more than 12hrs every days.&lt;br /&gt;now work until siao ki...&lt;br /&gt;Can't even spent New Year Countdown with my sumone. lol. Sickening leh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ohya... today ......'s hp got stolen by one customer. He came in saying he wanted Kaya Toast so me and Ah Fang, went into the kitchen to help Taukeneo out. That left just .... and that guy. Well, he's very sly cos he ask for cola Ice tapau and ..... have to left the counter in order to get him the plastic cup with ice, plastic bag and coke. I think thats the time when he took advantage and stole ...'s hp which was on the counter. When .... got back he paid for the kaya toast and coke and then told ... he'll go down to park his car and come back up again... and that's the last we've seen of him. What have you got to say bout that?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, tiring as it is i strongly believe that this is a good chance for me to learn to control my temper, discipline, and brush up my social skill as well. So i'm gona try it out for one month 1st then think it over, decide whether it's worth it or not lar~.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;2moro i'm not gona be at home for almost whole day and will only be there at 1sumtg AM of the year 2008!!! so i'm gona wish ya a Happy New Year 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01/01/2008&lt;br /&gt;some one forwarded me this msg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the year is gone but it has also made us strong,&lt;br /&gt;the path was long but we walked it with a song,&lt;br /&gt;there is fears and tears but we also had reasons to cheer on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningful?&lt;br /&gt;and so it continues on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wishing you Happy Memories of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great and glorious year ahead in year2008"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's basically all of it.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I sang three songs in conjunction with the new year party the cafe was holding. Then countdown and drank one glass of wine as well. kinda enjoyed myself but felt a bit pity cos i miss the fun of looking at the parade that went past green road. Got home around 1sumtg am like that. Man, i'm real sleepy.... can't really drink wine but i do like it. hehe.Urm, also kinda pity cos u miss tthe scene where me and chinfang prepared the drinks in the dark with only the guiding lights of several handphones. We had a full 5minutes blackout. funny.not only that also got one situation where i lose my temper a bit when i tried to make ice lemon tea.I'm pretty sure i had correctly followed the recipes but somehow the taste wasn't correct. so i threw the whole thing away and tried to make a new one. The result? haha. Yup still the same, very tea~eee flavour so i tried to add some more sugar syrup but it turns out the same. then 2 more and 3 more. Out of the blue something just click in my mind and i quickly went to taste the liquid that i'd thought was sugar syrup all along and "HollyGawd" it's just plain water!!!!!!!! and yea~ that's when i lost my sense for a few seconds and raising my voice and sarcastically saying,&lt;br /&gt;"and Whose the GENIUS that told me that this is Sugar SYRUP?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;then my tauke neo said,&lt;br /&gt;" you yin pok ark lor. Kiang arr." [kerk hua].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning "got someone lost his temper lor.. scary arr". LoL. that pretty much got me to shut up. ahiaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEll, that's all i've gotten to sent in that month time as my fren oledi came back to kch.&lt;br /&gt;and this is the long awaited update as requested by someone leh..&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied now Monkey, Ahma and Sotong Pheng aka &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JellyFish&lt;/span&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Happy V'sDay to everyone whether u r single o nt.. afterall it's the day of LOVE ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-5228711450178499286?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5228711450178499286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=5228711450178499286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5228711450178499286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5228711450178499286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/extraction.html' title='extraction'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-6532641595451914165</id><published>2007-12-17T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T08:45:13.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Litre of Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Litre of Tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just started watching this drama because my sis kept on insisting me to give it a try even though i'm not that into drama with a sad plot.&lt;br /&gt;But the first episode was addictive enough to kept me from sheering away and thus leading me to the decision of going on and finding out what it's all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, a slight intro to the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitou Aya a 15th year old high school student finds out that she has Spinocerebellar Degeneration(SCD). From that moment on her life started to change. This is shown through each of the episodes of how the disease slowly takes it toll on her on many aspects ranging from family members, friends, school, studies and finally herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about SCD itself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinocerebellar Degeneration is one of a group of genetic disorders characterized by slowly progressive in coordination of gait [way of walking] and often associated with poor coordination of hands, speech, and eye movements. Frequently, atrophy [ the condition of losing flesh, muscle, strength, etc]  of the cerebellum occurs.&lt;br /&gt;SCD results in unsteady and clumsy motion of the body due to a failure of the fine coordination of muscle movements, along with other symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms of the condition vary with the specific type (there are several), and with the individual patient. Generally, a person with SCD retains full mental capacity but may progressively lose physical control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no known cure for Spinocerebellar Degeneration, which is a progressive disease (it gets worse with time), although not all types cause equally severe disability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatments are generally limited to softening symptoms, not the disease itself. The condition can be irreversible. A person with this disease will usually end up needing to use a wheelchair, and eventually they may need assistance to perform daily tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note: Info taken from Wikipedia]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, this disease causes the person to lose control over his or her body slowly however the person retains all of her mental ability thus this disease is like a prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wanna know more and what happen to Aya in the end???&lt;br /&gt;Go get yourself the DVD or VCD.  A collector's piece/item that is a must!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(hehe, i already owned the VCD vers.)&lt;br /&gt;yupp, finally i hope that anyone that comes here and read this will consider giving this drama a try. And do let me know what's your opinion after watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 stars from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-6532641595451914165?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6532641595451914165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=6532641595451914165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/6532641595451914165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/6532641595451914165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-litre-of-tears.html' title='One Litre of Tears'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-5346929399944172245</id><published>2007-12-09T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T07:38:28.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;din thought anyone's gona tagged me but kelvin aka monkey did so here it is... LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Do this tag and answer all the questions into your own blog. Delete one question from all the questions and add one of your own questions, make sure it is 20 question. Tag 8 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your dream when you were a small kid?&lt;br /&gt;an archeologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the happiest thing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;To be born into this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you wish to have now?&lt;br /&gt;does getting good results for my stpm counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How should the world be seen?&lt;br /&gt;As it should be seen? nah~ should be a place where it's people still believe in miracles, fairytales and happily ever after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What have you realized recently?&lt;br /&gt;The importance of having a true friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the bad habit that you cannot accept the most?&lt;br /&gt;does this meant me or someone else? if me then it's my temper abuthen if it's the other then it's smoking and drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When you have something which you are unhappy about, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;sneer and jeer at everyone i sees!!! haha, jk. if it's "unhappy" then i'll keep it to myself lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of losing?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. If i lost then that's means i'm not good enough so preferably i will take it as a way for me to know my mental and physical states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you think that you feel helpless, or useless sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you meet someone that you like, will you profess or hide your feeling?&lt;br /&gt;will wait for the right time to confess lar.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. List out 3 kind of people you hate the most.&lt;br /&gt;backstabber, smokers and bastards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is love?&lt;br /&gt;something that's got nothing to do with lust that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you satisfied with your life now? Do you think any changes should be made?&lt;br /&gt;i'm okay with it at the moment lar... no complains. But wish that i can change the past and avoided making 'that' stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you someone that accomplish things without asking for help if you can?&lt;br /&gt;the more the merrier dun u think? but if it's really no biggie then yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is the place that you've visited and you felt the most beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;any of the places in my sweet dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Use a song to describe how you've felt recently.&lt;br /&gt;"Life is like a Boat" from Bleach's 1st ending theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you have one wish that'll come true, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;No discrimination thus no war and so on o~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have anything to worry or to be scared about recently?&lt;br /&gt;not able to get good results for stpm. aha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What quality would you like to see in someone?&lt;br /&gt;as long as it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your biggest fear now?&lt;br /&gt;once again not able to get good results&lt;br /&gt;&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/4795602818879355011-5346929399944172245?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5346929399944172245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=5346929399944172245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5346929399944172245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5346929399944172245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/got-tagged.html' title='Got tagged!'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-1571094710979291823</id><published>2007-11-01T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:18:02.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seal of a first kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seal of a First Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accursed princess of a faraway place,&lt;br /&gt;for a thousand years there she lays,&lt;br /&gt;waiting, waiting and always waiting...&lt;br /&gt;for her one true love,&lt;br /&gt;a victim entwined to her accursed fate,&lt;br /&gt;of whom will bring forth his first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;the kiss to break the spoken curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fated day finally came,&lt;br /&gt;leading the unbeknown youth onto a path never once known, a path of no return..&lt;br /&gt;through the rusted arched iron gate and over the courtyard he went,&lt;br /&gt;passes through the hallway full of forgotten and somewhat sinister memories,&lt;br /&gt;silently mocking him of his intrusion into their realm.&lt;br /&gt;he knows too well that there's no turning back,&lt;br /&gt;and there's no other options but to continue on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flights of stairs finally conquered, he pushes open the one oak door,&lt;br /&gt;and amazement struck him hard and deep,&lt;br /&gt;for there she lays the most beautiful being he'd ever laid eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;he noticed, and nothing more but&lt;br /&gt;that her lips seems to be the most inviting dishes on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Lust and Desire overruled his rationalities,&lt;br /&gt;and without a second thought he gave out his first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;lightly planted on her paled lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment his lips touches hers,&lt;br /&gt;he knows there's no escape,&lt;br /&gt;for the kiss is sealed,&lt;br /&gt;and the curse is broken...&lt;br /&gt;and so she feeds on him,&lt;br /&gt;hungrily but yet tenderly sucking him of his strength, his youth.&lt;br /&gt;and finally leaving him with not a breath left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there he lays in eternal slumber,&lt;br /&gt;on the place where once had been her resting place...&lt;br /&gt;forever unconscious of the evil he had unleashed,&lt;br /&gt;that hold a thousand years of hatred&lt;br /&gt;and grudges that she felt for humanity.&lt;br /&gt;and not even a glimmer of hope is to be seen,&lt;br /&gt;when what she had installed for them is finally known....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-1571094710979291823?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1571094710979291823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=1571094710979291823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/1571094710979291823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/1571094710979291823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/seal-of-first-kiss.html' title='seal of a first kiss'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-460594385755996885</id><published>2007-10-20T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T08:50:32.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Obituary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"The Old Man's Grave"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Make it where the winds may sweep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Through the pine bough soft and deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And the murmur of the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Come across the orient lea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And the falling raindrops sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gently to his lumbering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Make it where the meadows wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Greenly lie on every side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Harvest fields he reaped and trod,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Westering slops of clover sod,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Orchard lands where bloom and blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Trees he planted long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Make it where the starshine dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;May be always close to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And the sunrise glory spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lavishly around his bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And the dewy grasses creep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tenderly above his sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Since these thing to him were dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Through full many a well-spent year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It is surely meet their grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Should be on his resting-place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And the murmur of the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Be his dirge to eternally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L.M. Montgomery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4795602818879355011-460594385755996885?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/460594385755996885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=460594385755996885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/460594385755996885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/460594385755996885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/obituary.html' title='An Obituary'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-5178246414930237594</id><published>2007-10-09T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:07:09.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Our school's 34th Magazine...&lt;br /&gt;Hiu~ after a long wait...&lt;br /&gt;it finally was published and distributed today, the 9th of October 2007!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I suppose to be happy or glad with the whole thing??? Well, nope, not all that is..&lt;br /&gt;Well 1st of all, the Club's Report Group got my name spelled wrongly for the Badminton's Profile. For yours and theirs info, my name is spelled with a "h" as in "Christop&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;er" not "Christoper" [sensitive issue... can't help it].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what the heck and who the tu.... is Nur Arbila?!?!?! She just suddenly came into the picture and took over my post as the AJK of CPCP for Conservation Club!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm very nyiao chi [fussy], it's just that since this is my last year in Secondary School I expect that all I wanted was to be able to remember my positions well in years to come and not stared in confusion at the post that I'm sure i did hold before but looking at someone else's name there instead??? [how would you feel?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway besides this two stuff, overall the magazine is pretty good. Nice cover [a job well done by Horng Eng] and really packed contains ranging from interviewed with Pengetua to Class Profiles and Karya Warga&lt;br /&gt;[yeah~ my work was published there!!! this is way sooo cool!!!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's my say of our school magazine this year. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-5178246414930237594?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5178246414930237594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=5178246414930237594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5178246414930237594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5178246414930237594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/school-magazine.html' title='School Magazine'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-8461546477235436775</id><published>2007-10-06T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T08:41:51.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consecration to the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Consecration to the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most sweet Jesus, Redeemer of the human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;race, look down upon us humbly prostrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;before your altar. We are yours, and yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;we wish to be, but to be more surely united &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;with you, behold each of us freely consecrates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;himself today to your most Sacred Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Many indeed have never known you; many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;too despising your precepts, have rejected you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Have mercy on them all, most merciful Jesus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;and draw them to your Sacred Heart. Be you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;King, O Lord, not only of the faithful who have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;never forsaken you, but also of the prodigal child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;who have abandoned you, grant that they may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;quickly return to their Father's house, lest they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;die of wretchedness and hunger. Be you King of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;those who are deceived by erroneous opinions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;or whom discord keeps aloof, and call them back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;to the harbour of truth and unity of faith, so that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;soon there may be but one flock and one shepherd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Grant, O Lord, to your Church assurance of freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;and immunity from harm, give peace and order to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;nations, and make the earth resound from pole to pole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;with one cry: Praise to the divine heart that wrought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;our salvation. To it be glory and honour forever. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4795602818879355011-8461546477235436775?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8461546477235436775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=8461546477235436775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8461546477235436775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8461546477235436775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/consecration-to-most-sacred-heart-of.html' title='Consecration to the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-7845509412720136830</id><published>2007-10-03T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T08:59:04.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rat trapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm suppose to be all poetic today but all well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG i killed a rat with my bare hands, right hand to be exact!!!! [hysterically]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the story is like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm revising PA1 and suddenly i got hungry so i went downstairs for a quick bite of anything that i can get my hands on in the fridge. Anyway when i switch on the light i saw with horror a little black chubby thing zoomed past my legs into the under part of the fridge. Actually stood there motionless for quite a while before i finally decided to shout for my parents even though it's past midnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well excuse me[sarcastically]..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No, not because I'm petrified but b'cos it won't do to leave that rat there and expects it to stay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A few moment later, the whole family members were grouped in the dining room [except my sis that is, since she haven't come back from KL for her hols]. Quickly a plan was devised... Dad was to stand guard over the entrance to the kitchen, mum to chase the rodent from its hiding place and me to be posted in front of the entrance to the living room. We were all set and determined not to let it escape or there won't be any sleep for any of us tonight with that thing running around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So armed with a torch, mum went and poke around under the fridge and suddenly it rush out and made for my direction. I'm actually crouched and armed with a card box but instinctively i raised my right hand and made a clean slap at the rat when it tried to jump pass me. Nope it didn't get knock out but tried to jump pass me again. Quick as lightning my right hand was out even before my brain can react and slapped it harder this time. When it falls on the ground, for all the world of common senses, i should have used the card box on my left hand but no... i used my bare right hand instead and down it goes to press that rodent [to prevent it from escaping of cos]. Mum was shrieking for me to be careful so as not be bitten by it and for dad to get something to put the rat inside. Ironically, by mere brute strength i accidentally crushed the poor thing to it's death... I don't mean to since i don't realize that I'm actually applying too much pressure on it's tiny body. (T T).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, dad got a plastic bag and threw it inside and went out to throw it away while mum got some tissues to clean up the messes. Me? I straightaway went to the kitchen to wash my hand with lots of soap and full of guilt and disgust at what I've done. Mum consoled me and i finally got over my disgust but not my guilt. So here i was writing this down to remind me of it until the day I'm finally old and cranky, by then i might forgot to leave it to my conscience anymore... or maybe not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1210am,03102007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-7845509412720136830?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7845509412720136830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=7845509412720136830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/7845509412720136830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/7845509412720136830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/rat-trapped.html' title='rat trapped'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-5014507507083687387</id><published>2007-10-03T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:55:03.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Remember?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Do you remember how we first met&lt;br /&gt;and me ended up hating you and avoiding you instead?&lt;br /&gt;But you stayed on with your patience, confidence and never once given up hope&lt;br /&gt;which finally won you my affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the day you asked me to be your best friend&lt;br /&gt;and how I've blushed and got tongue-tied? (because no one have ever ask me before...)&lt;br /&gt;But "yes"!!! I do, forever and always will&lt;br /&gt;and thus our brotherhood bonded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the numerous times we spent together&lt;br /&gt;be it studies, sports or in short just being by each other's side?&lt;br /&gt;And in laughter, tears and a many more?&lt;br /&gt;But in silent, I cannot endured..&lt;br /&gt;for, me being young and naive did not realize the simple pleasure of being silently together&lt;br /&gt;(for those unpoetic people "companionship" is the word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember how much you've wanted to get the "award"&lt;br /&gt;with face a glowed and starry eyed when spoken?&lt;br /&gt;That day came but I'm at your side no more...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say "congrats" as loudly and cheerfully as i can..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to shake your hand and slap you on your back with gusto&lt;br /&gt;but blinded with anger and stubbornness, I cannot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the day I stop speaking to you&lt;br /&gt;and how it gives the impression that our friendship exist no more?&lt;br /&gt;It seems i never did care but oh....&lt;br /&gt;how it hurt my heart so though I believe yours were a many times more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you remember"? this i ask of you.&lt;br /&gt;But those memories shared with a wretch like me  have not such high an honor to stay in your heart&lt;br /&gt;and deserved the fate of been forgotten&lt;br /&gt;So remember not, for, i pledge you not to reminiscence bout old times&lt;br /&gt;and should learn the art of letting the past lies and rots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-5014507507083687387?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5014507507083687387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=5014507507083687387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5014507507083687387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/5014507507083687387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-you-remember_03.html' title='Do You Remember?'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-6177840462076529525</id><published>2007-08-30T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:55:24.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notification</title><content type='html'>Monkey Paw will be delayed until my exams over. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-6177840462076529525?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6177840462076529525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=6177840462076529525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/6177840462076529525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/6177840462076529525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/notification.html' title='Notification'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-3966766071718848298</id><published>2007-08-30T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:08:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Taboo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;a cultural or religious custom that does not allow people to do, use or talk about a particular thing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;is it just a mere tales or believes passed down from generation to generation which can be passed off as something superstitious and not to be taken seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;as one saying goes, " to believe or not to believe the decision lies complete in your hands."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;In conjunction with my topic today, i would like to introduce you to one of the re known  taboos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;                                 "Cut Not Your Nails At Night"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Case #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;According to my source, based on what he had learned from his parents, grandparents... they believed in the phrase, "cut your nails, cut yourself, and bleed you shall to death." Eerie as it may sounds apparently there's a logically explanation to this creepy phrase. In the olden days, where electric lamp, bulb or so on can be considered as rare with only the guiding light of a candle it's  hard to be careful in not cutting one's own self especially when most families do not even own a nail clipper but armed with a scissor instead. Furthermore, the villages are far from civilization and getting help in time obviously is a headache. So in order to avoid misfortune from happening, elders created this phrase to scare/advice the younger generation from causing trouble to themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Case #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Another version of this taboo is from the Land of the Rising Sun, Japan. [shocking?!? actually saw this in an anime called, "xXx Holics"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;If it is ignored, the person wouldn't be able to attend his/her parents funeral which literally means they will die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;[Note: screenshots will be added after exam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, that's all i got to know bout this taboo, hope you enjoy reading it. so if anyone gt anything to add on please do give me some feedbacks or comments. thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-3966766071718848298?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3966766071718848298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=3966766071718848298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3966766071718848298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3966766071718848298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/taboo.html' title='Taboo'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-8668490324080231521</id><published>2007-05-28T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:10:54.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Nite Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Date: 25.05.2007, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Time: 1830-2200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Venue: Star Cineplex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;What:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Premiere of Pirates of the Carribean: At World's End movie. Tickets are priced at RM 15, 20, 30 and 50 each. 10% went off to charity orr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;[NOTE: the next line contains SPOILERS* so don't read on if you haven't watch the movie.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway the movie's quite nice, no complain or what so ever. Compared to the Second movie[Dead Man's Chest], the third installment is more to battle on sea and of cos rescuing Captain Jack Sparrow from Davy Jones's Locker. He's saved by the team of pirates crew consisting of Will Turner(Orlando Bloom), Elizabeth Swann(Keira Knightley) and so on which were lead by Captain Barbossa [the undead guy from 1st movie: Curse of the Black Pearl]. The East India Trade Company got hold of Davy Jones's heart and manage to drive out almost all the pirates. Brethen Court is called where 9 pirates need to gather at Shipwreck Bay. Over there Elizabeth is voted to become the King of Pirates [only king can declare war]. So war was declared against the Company and Davy. Calypso[actually the lover of Davy] freed from imprison of human form and learned from Will that Davy is the one that betrayed her, turn into crabs, disappear and created a maelstrom of lightning, thunder, black clouds and not to forget the gigantic whirlpool!!! Contain lotsa stunning battle scenes here. Not only that, Will and Elizabeth also get married in the middle of a fight. On board the Flying Dutchman, Will Turner was  stab by Davy, Jack sacrifices his desire of becoming an immortal by letting Will stab Davy's heart. Davy died. Will turned into the Flying Dutchman's new captain. Elizabeth meets with Will for last time until Will can come ashore again after the next 10 yrs. All well ends well as the saying goes, Captain Barbossa stoled back the Pearl but the chart [of ????.] was stolen by Jack. From that, the quest to search for the Fountain of Youth begins!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Time: 2230-2315&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Venue: Casa Davide [Italian Restoran]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;What:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Went "Lim Teh" with Kathy and Deena. Found out that Jessica Choo works there. The menu so-so larr, so kinda hard to make up our mind to choose which cuisine. In the end, pick one from the pizza section, Alla Davide which cost RM25 for large and RM 21 for regular[we picked large]. One side-dish Canneiloni al Forno [cheesy pasta/spaghetti styled dish], RM25. And for my drink, i ordered the Hot Cocoa[milo with cream on top], RM 4.50. huhu, got 20% off for foods. anyway, i think we kinda piss off the staffs there cos we stayed way past their working hours which was suppose to end at 2300. They look real glad and quickly comes out to collect our dishes when we are done eating. Bopian la cos it's so obvious that they were dying for us to go home. lol. Took quite a few pics that night, will post here for your viewing pleasure after i get it from Deena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;NEXT on Non-stop Drowning in Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Monkey's Paw".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-8668490324080231521?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8668490324080231521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=8668490324080231521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8668490324080231521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/8668490324080231521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday-nite-out.html' title='Friday Nite Out'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-3618927699291178978</id><published>2007-05-28T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T07:45:34.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing?</title><content type='html'>Enjoying the peace and quiet you finally get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying back on the carpet looking out of the window at the floating-by of clouds, at the sky at it's bluest moment, how the breeze gently caresses the leaves of the trees in your lawn as they flew by... ...&lt;br /&gt;Finally you can't help thinking to yourself that the creation of God, the Earth is spectacular, amazing and ethereal in some sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;Can it be possible that unknowingly we are  actually living in the Garden of Eden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*peeeeeeeee!!!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes the hon from some assh*** in your neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;the silent is broken..&lt;br /&gt;the Garden is gone..&lt;br /&gt;the sound is actually driving you to nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically this is what some of us are always doing. For instance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke-ing  at home. You are a diva performing in full force, entertaining those unseen/imaginary audiences . You think you sounds great, extraordinary, exceptionally good but in reality you sucks, terribly out of pitch, your tone is too high and sharp which is getting closer to a screech..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People installing wi-fi, high-fi or stereo in their automobiles. They like the style and not to mention of cos the produced sounds. Heart pounding accordingly to the rhythms and beats of the music which goes boom-da-boom for non-stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a conscious of guilt will cross through your mind,&lt;br /&gt;"Will I be disturbing someone with all this noise?"&lt;br /&gt;but you always manage to shake it off by convincing yourself,&lt;br /&gt;"This is not noise pollution...... I prefer to call it sharing with others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we ever did were to deny the truth and to finger-point at one another.&lt;br /&gt;We just never seem to realize that what we like doesn't mean everybody else will like it as well.&lt;br /&gt;Don't we?&lt;br /&gt;So think 'bout it... Is it really sharing that you are doing and not noise pollution that you are producing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the Day:&lt;br /&gt;The willingness  of someone to share with you is indeed a blessing but&lt;br /&gt;                                  with unlimited sharing it is a complete nuisance [hypocritically speaking]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-3618927699291178978?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3618927699291178978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=3618927699291178978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3618927699291178978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3618927699291178978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/sharing_28.html' title='sharing?'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4795602818879355011.post-3695712077763797007</id><published>2007-05-11T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T09:39:54.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>we can't deny that thoughts are a part of us.&lt;br /&gt;where ever we are, what ever we are doing, no matter who we are, etc.&lt;br /&gt;they are with us.&lt;br /&gt;we, humans, tend to think of stuffs [the so called Thoughts] that ranges from studies, interests, love ones and what ever stuff you can think of [just name it].&lt;br /&gt;Our brain is indeed a very powerful organ [is it organ??? shoots*... aint taking Bio here..].&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the reason why i  name my blog as Non-stop Drowning in Thoughts which is as a dedication to my thoughts la... [lame...]&lt;br /&gt;so those of you that have visited my page will get to dive into my mind and see what i'm doing and thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;One word of precaution though... Don't drown [literally].. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4795602818879355011-3695712077763797007?l=drowninthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3695712077763797007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4795602818879355011&amp;postID=3695712077763797007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3695712077763797007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4795602818879355011/posts/default/3695712077763797007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drowninthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/sad.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>cHristopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314937494010442204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_OadkF4tl5Is/R7VwNXtY87I/AAAAAAAAAAU/AJwaQ8vy3NE/S220/2049873846_e2908e6a57.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
