<?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-34163290</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:18:46.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't you do your best??!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2022651155585575226</id><published>2010-02-02T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:24:16.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after sometime..... when im old with a nice wife and cute kids.... i would still look out above the nightsky..... wondering where you are and what are you doing.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes. the truth is ugly but it appears that many people in the future won't marry the person they love the most in their life. im sure for anyone.... there's always a person you'll love the most in your life, some are lucky and eventually they'll get married and start writing their sweet love story. however, others may not be that lucky, family objections, wrong timing etc. and when they reach a certain age, they would eventually settle down but not with that one &amp;amp; only in their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was thinking....WHAT IF one day something like this happens to me? i would definitely want to marry the person i love the most in my life. the person who makes you go crazy from head to toe, the person who brings you the sweetest smile with just a slight action, the person who's responsible for making your dreams sweeter every night. YES I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE TO MEET THE PERSON AND START SPENDING AN ETERNITY WITH HER. but WHAT IF, reality sux, what if in the end, due to some reasons...... we will not be together in the end. that's when i thought of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;since this person would have made an impact so deep in my life, there's no way i would forget her. like me, the person would also have settle down with family of her own.... and well i would get a drink, take a seat, have a smoke, look up into the starry night being assured of the fact that we are under the same sky, loading off the memories that would have by then etched deep into my heart and began wondering..... where is she and what is she doing. hoping for a low possibility of her at that very moment, sharing the same thought and looking under the same sky too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;would that have proved that our love was never in vain? well who knows? but still it's always the best if you can grow old with the one you love most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so.....who wants to grow old with me?&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAH=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2022651155585575226?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2022651155585575226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2022651155585575226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2022651155585575226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2022651155585575226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2010/02/after-sometime.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7139828144597873054</id><published>2010-01-10T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T06:30:59.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DA! endorphine na kap~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOAH! my first official visit to a concert event. my virgin visit. and YES! i lost it to a thai artiste... hahahah DA ENDORPHINE! incredible huh.... i never even go concerts by bands like linkin park, coldplay and even my favourite band RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS, yet i went to Da Endorphine's. 555555&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i seriously cannot believe the INVASION of thai culture and scene in singapore. Atlantis, the biggest thai disco in singapore was practically BOOKED FULL HOUSE on that day. the previous night, all the front tables that requires you to order 2 btls of chivas have been booked with 90% tix sold out! wtf! i mean, if your going to some korean or japanese bands, yea it may still be understandable..... but hey! it's THAI! how many thai songs can you really find in any random guy's ipod? what's the chances of hearing a thai music while walking on the street? well....still the thai invasion is here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have always like Da's songs.....thanks to bobby the one who get me into all these thai stuff, but hey man i was friggin impressed. Singing for 1hr 45 mins, she ain't tired at all and all she did was take a short less than 10mins break as she continues to sing, dance and entertain the crowd. farking amazing. she practically screamed thru songs like Micheal Jackson's Beat it, Beyonce's Crazy in love and of course her songs which also requires unbelievable vocal techniques. god, she's amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so smitten with the fact that she wave at us that i almost kena gong tao from her. hahah, she may not be pretty compared to those atlantis singers, but fark man, she's the kind of girl who has got her own character and style and gives a fark bout what others think, yet a child-like innocence hides behind her mask of coolness. ARGHH! farking cool and now im in love! 555555&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/S0niIar-xHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/UNZDIO_Ehyw/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/S0niJSuamrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/4Wb_rhfCqA0/s1600-h/82.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425115875417692850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/S0niJSuamrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/4Wb_rhfCqA0/s200/82.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/S0niI0UQR6I/AAAAAAAAAiE/o8tpE2cV7IU/s1600-h/58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425115867254900642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/S0niI0UQR6I/AAAAAAAAAiE/o8tpE2cV7IU/s200/58.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/S0niJ3H3zII/AAAAAAAAAiU/ZNo8eT_ZC0g/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7921196660740119930</id><published>2010-01-01T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:52:51.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of 2009! start of 2010!=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first of all!HAPPY NEW YEAR!let's have a great year ahead......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry for the MIA,i have been really really busy for the past few months. luckily im still in time for a year end summary post......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmm 2009...it has been an eventful year, in 2008 i finally break the curse of bring single....i fell in love with a girl and well in 2009, i experience the heartbreak of a relationship, it even happened during the early part of the year...what a great way to kick start last year HAHAHA.as depicted in the movies, the heartache was just simply miserable. i got emo &amp;amp; sad(who doesn't) but well i have got great friends around, i have got distractions(exams was just round the corner) and in the end, i managed to pull through. it was hard but the joy of being in a r/s greatly outweighs the misery if a breakup do occur.... but well i just can't understand why some would go to the extent of sucide.....hey c'mon it's still a nice world out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well love is really complicated isn't it? i really enjoy the feeling of being in love, it just feels GREAAT.....haha the first thing that came to my mind when i woke up was, 'hey i have a gf now!' everything seems so different, even when i go to school, i feel like im walking thru a parade where im the centre of attention. the r/s was short but i do learn a great deal of things on the way and i learnt how to hand a r/s much better now....the weird mood swings of a girl, and the techniques in making her happy, well i can't wait to get into a new and better r/s!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;next it was graduation...finally 4 years of poly life for me, chionging of major project, exams and 3 years of fun in TP has finally come to an end. i was glad to be able to chiong into the merit list at the last minute &amp;amp; to participate in the organising of our very own cohort's prom night. as a result, i was able to know everyone in my course better just right before we graduate, haiz what a waste though. i do miss them &amp;amp; the times we had in poly.... looking at girls, cracking mindless jokes, playing pranks and even just slacking around!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;before the terror of NS, i was still lazing around trying hard to find a job. then, i found escape. escape has got a real low pay and you have to stand under the hot sun. it's not really that kind of part-time 1 would normally do.....but well i was desperate.(who would want to hire a pre-enlistee) hahahah i was glad though. after working at swenson's after my O's, i could no longer experience working in an environment whereby everyone can work together like a family. after work, all of us would just go relak one corner LITERALLY!!!hahaha and it's really fun, you won't really feel sianz while working there's so much kids to entertain as well. ahahha too bad i can only work there for like 3months....before NS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, just right before NS, i did a stunt i would never forget for the rest of my life...... hahaha i don't ask numbers from strangers actually....im too shy for that. and so, i wrote a letter for 2 weeks, re-writing over and over again, rehearsing infront of the mirror to make sure i got my words right and one day..... i just went straight into watson's and pass the letter to the girl i very much wants to know.....i call her watson's girl, but well.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha anyway NS is just boring, i still can't get over the fact that im just a clerk.... this life is too sianz..... and im still not giving up on going into combat.....well hopefully i can up my pes status this year soon......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and then it's 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!thanks mum,dad and bro for sponsoring....and thanks everyone who did come and help out or even just coming to enjoy, thanks for all the wishes and stuffs.....21st party was indeed a blast. it's really tiring to organise a party event and if not for mum, the guest would have starve...... woah i really appreciate it..... so once again a big thank you to everyone who made this happened...... now that im 21...... i need to be a responsible boy now!=) HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i experienced lots of things this year...... i visit places that i thought i would never visit.... i know people that i thought i would never associate with..... and i have fun hanging out. all along i have this stereotypical mindset BUT I WAS WRONG! sometimes..... things are not as dark as they are..... deep among the dark abyss...... there's always rays of light that shine right thru..... lighting up to a whole new world. hahaha sorry i will not elaborate much but i was really glad!=) it was nice to meet all of you!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well..... 2009... thank you so much.... thanks for being so eventful for me..... i met my DREAM GIRL in 2009, the kind of girl who wear jeans and sneakers, wears braces and rides a vespa..... i got myself a god-sis who's as playful and fun like a boy and i have got tonnes of great friends who i cannot thank them enough for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so come 2010...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1)gonna get my license.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2)gonna get a vespa (vroooooM)..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3)gonna meet my dream girl.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4)gonna get fit......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5)gonna up my pes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7921196660740119930?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7921196660740119930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7921196660740119930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7921196660740119930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7921196660740119930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2010/01/end-of-2009-start-of-2010.html' title='end of 2009! start of 2010!=)'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6974299808203223911</id><published>2009-10-12T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T05:47:47.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15</title><content type='html'>15 is a nice age. if given a choice to go back in time, i would like to restart it over at 15. i feel that what we are now TODAY are mainly influenced and shaped by our various choices and actions at the age of 15. 15 is a very innocent age, an age when i met this really sweet looking girl and would always use her as a motivation to wake up and drag myself to school, knowing that i would see her once im there. an age when i thought how sweet it is just by looking at her everyday. well but now i think it's quite dumb to just see ONLY hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember how i was when im 15....hahaha i was fat and noisy!(well, i still am though) hahaha but at 15 i was in this really great class. a class full of fun people whom i still have contact with and i thank them for being a part of my life. well at 15, your class would normally split into different kind of cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)the cool guys and girls clique consisting of girls with short skirts and guys with cool hairdo and some cool CCA where they would go dating and bullying (well, they often ended up being young parents, how cool is that?) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)the nerds consisting of quiet, most of the time quiet and chubby kids who would race home immediately after school (interestingly they ended up being rich and successful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)the slackers who would just chill and do nothing but waste time playing pranks to all others. the girls dislike them but the guys love them and they don't give a damn, but would occasionally dream about dating those cool girls. but at the end of the day they just want a good laugh. (well im in this group) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4)then there this group of girls who would stick to themselves everyday chatting bout hot guys and the coolest boy bands. they set up **cute** little names for their cliques and would never fail to miss a neoprint machine when they are out. HAHAHA (you people know who you are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)miscellaneous for those that i didn't mention LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 15... we really believe in love stories and happy endings, at least for me. we weren 't introduced to the harsh reality and competition of the real world yet. how wonderful it is to remain at 15 being innocent and all, living life everyday like there's no single worries except for your exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are only 15 once and i have past that 6 damn years ago..... i do miss the fun when im 15. having a crush at 15 is awesome, all you can think of is admiring the person, there's no other complications like finance and players. it's just you and her....i do think like that sometimes, and i would want to continue thinking like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring me back to when im 15=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-6974299808203223911?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/6974299808203223911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=6974299808203223911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6974299808203223911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6974299808203223911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/10/15.html' title='15'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2938499021483294702</id><published>2009-10-01T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:23:13.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;What if my chances were already gone?&lt;br /&gt;I started believing that i could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But you give me one good reason,&lt;br /&gt;to fight and never walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SO HERE I AM, STILL HOLDING ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to give up, cause everytime i will just end up giving up and im sick of such effortless surrenders. I want to try my best till the end this time round. It's either make or break, but just don't give up. I have to type this out.....to constantly remind myself that today on this very date, i have declared that i don't want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when im troubled or confused.....all i i need to do is to come back here and look at this post, hopefully i will be able to straighten out my thoughts and think of the goal that im trying hard to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I JUST DON'T WANT TO GIVE UP!=)&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/34163290-2938499021483294702?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2938499021483294702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2938499021483294702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2938499021483294702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2938499021483294702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-if-my-chances-were-already-gone-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4051990828219414269</id><published>2009-09-26T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T09:01:16.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Z monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone of us has got a monster living inside of us.....a demon too strong to be controlled by even the strongest determination of man..... he resides inside us 24/7, he seldom reveals himself if you have a good rest and diet everyday.....but once you screwed your schedule up, or even try to mess with time and cheat that few hours of sleep.....the Z MONSTER will reveal his true form and the great war begins.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime you sleep.....there's so many Zs over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; your head....this is a representation of his dominance over your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mortal body...... thus his name. have you ever tried to adjust your normal schedule to an even earlier schedule? try waking up at 5plus suddenly after a long period of waking up in the afternoon, when your alarm sounds off the battle horn, Z monster begins his move, first he resist your eyes from opening.....but as you struggle by wringling around,gaining a momentum to wake up.....it's as if he summons all his strength on to you....pinning you down tightly, sending you back to the dephts of lala land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times you lost and you'll get screwed by your boss or teacher......but most of the time....you'll eventually breakthrough but he may be defeated but not DEAD! he leaves you in a mess, seriously injured and mind cocked u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p. but still you got to continue your day. at times in the day.....while your in relax mood, maybe listening to lectures or just chilling out....he'll creep out slowly trying to gain control without you noticing him....most of the time....you'll just fall into it and defeat by his wrath and vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have just started my 2 year battle with him for 2 weeks.....it's a long struggle towards freedom haha but i believe i will eventually survive this horrifyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ng ordeal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Sr4543J2E7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/uFpItJOjyoE/s1600-h/3121572484_14c91c6fe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Sr4543J2E7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/uFpItJOjyoE/s200/3121572484_14c91c6fe3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385805853422392242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY DON'T YOU DO YOUR BEST?!=)&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/34163290-4051990828219414269?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4051990828219414269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4051990828219414269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4051990828219414269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4051990828219414269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/09/z-monster.html' title='the Z monster'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Sr4543J2E7I/AAAAAAAAAh0/uFpItJOjyoE/s72-c/3121572484_14c91c6fe3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7105748444702523612</id><published>2009-09-14T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:37:23.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye life of a civilian!</title><content type='html'>phew! what can i say........ i have dragged long enough for this.... by right i should be serving 1 year of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NS&lt;/span&gt; if i didn't quit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nyp&lt;/span&gt;..... but well i made a good choice anyway. if not for that.... i don't think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; have such a great and fun life up till now... so finally...... NS here i come to serve what i have to serve for being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;singaporean&lt;/span&gt; son=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..... seriously i used to look forward to army life man.... like you know... damn fun, outfield, obstacle courses and deep bonding.... and since die die have to give them 2 years of your life... why not do something fun and memorable.... things you cannot learn in school.... things that will be useful if something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt; happens..... better that some loser clerical work..... just type type type and eat eat eat until you fat right? but fuck it..... since im destined to such fate.... haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well at least im prepared.... i want to make full use of the time i have. realize my vespa dream, prepare myself for uni, and get into good shape on my own timing and whatsoever. i have done the things in my checklist except for reach prac 5 and cutting down on ciggs.... DAMN! haha but i have had enough fun..... lost enough money.... did crazy things..... did stupid stunts in watson's and now laughing at myself..... .i have tried to earn enough money but to no avail hahaha and i have made many wonderful friends even when im waiting for NS haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was last day at escape.... and damn i got sabo-ed damn jia lat....... tied to a post, rubbed around with chili,curry sauce and mucsle cream then splashed water thrown down to a pool..... kena flour somemore.... haiz..... but thanks guys for the wonderful time and memory.... it has been really nice working there.... and of course really great to know you people..... THANKS THE ESCAPIANS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright man..... too all my friends.... the next time you see me.... i'll be a different man cause NS will change my life HAHAHA like real? TAKE ME AWAY NS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7105748444702523612?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7105748444702523612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7105748444702523612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7105748444702523612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7105748444702523612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye-bye-life-of-civilian.html' title='bye bye life of a civilian!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-8579304897215030595</id><published>2009-09-04T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:22:56.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;" class="me"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;language: any set or system of such symbols as used in a more or less uniform fashion by a number of people, who are thus enabled to communicate intelligibly with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out of all the 14 definitions of language at dictionary.com, this is probably my favourite one. in just one sentence, it has fully described what's the main essence of language. that's right, enabling people to communicate with one another. afterall, we are all fellow humans living in this world trying to understand our roles here, of course it's important to communicate with one another, even animals have to communicate to breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually glad that for people in totally different regions of the world, we have ENGLISH as a common language that can be used by us. however, there are still countries who take no importance in the education of english or even neglect the education of it. most of these countries are already poor, and the failure in efficient communication would also mean the low trades which results in low GDP. take some african countries for example, they have many resources in the world, but the people are lowly educated, and they often end up reaping their resources but selling it to the wrong people, or even smugglers at a much lower price. if they are educated, don't you think that they can communicate with others better and learn more about the real market value as well? people can also make use of one's weak language to brainwash or even wronged an innocent. most conflicts arises from miscommunication too, look how deadly and formidable communication can actually becomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize that after im just a nobody living in a small dot in this considerably small globe in our massive solar system which is just another galaxy in our ever-expanding universe. HAH! but let's not talk bout stars, let's talk bout the globe, we are just a small dot and i have yet to seen the bigger part of this world. there are definitely many places that i would like to go, experience their culture and soak in their lifestyles, however we are seperated by this language barrier. this invisble yet strong obstruction towards my learning and experience.  language is a system that aids one and not to obstruct one. so why is it still called a LANGUAGE BARRIER? im determined to prove that there should not be any language barrier between 2 parties if they are willing to learn. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it doesn't matter how long one can take in eliminating such a barrier, so long as we do not stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LANGUAGE SHOULD NEVER BE A BARRIER BETWEEN 2 FRIENDS FROM DIFFERENT PLACES IN COMMUNICATING AND LEARNING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/09/language-any-set-or-system-of-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-8058455893405255798</id><published>2009-08-24T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:25:59.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINGS TO DO BEFORE GOING NS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;treat my parents to a good meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;leave a note at watson's=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;write a letter to my maid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BACHELOR'S NIGHT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reach prac 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cut down on ciggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;leave at least some money in bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15 sept's my dateline!YOSH!&lt;/span&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/34163290-8058455893405255798?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4872825100824557510</id><published>2009-08-19T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:53:05.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>up uP UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>UP! UP~ we go! UP! was definitely great. i never thought i would watch UP! i seriously thought that ALL animated movies are the same....typical nice sweet endings with cute effects that doesn't really fascinates me. well i have to eat my words now.....if not for auntie shiming who has never watch 3D before....i wouldn't even consider watching UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well UP! is way different from all other animated movies so far.....it has a real touching storyline that leaves me in awe even till now. enchanting,marvelous and magical. it tells bout how a young and aspiring kid can bring back lost-love and fun for a grumpy old man as they embark on a magical journey of friendship and adventure with 10,000 balloons. HAHAH typical movie reviewers. but well....they meant it and i do too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i have been amazed..... exactly like a kid. now.....time for me to find someone who i can write an adventure book with!haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4872825100824557510?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4872825100824557510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4872825100824557510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4872825100824557510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4872825100824557510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/08/up-up-up.html' title='up uP UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5584436804490676934</id><published>2009-08-12T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:02:24.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i seriously thought i could make a clean break with you once and for all..... i had enough of you....i know i love you but still you were harming me with threats somehow. i remember the days when my parents and friends knew, they had thoughts otherwise of you.....giving negative comments, discouragements and even say bad things about you......my family and friends don't like you, but i don't care. no matter what they say, i had always keep you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how you could make my day, anytime and anywhere. you come in different images and styles and i like your different names.....some days you were hot and others you were just cool and each giving me different forms of comfort and satisfaction. your so versatile that's what i like bout you. i need you when im happy, sad, tired, angry or even when im chilled. i really need you. i can't help but to think about the days we had some great fun especially when im overseas. almost everyday when i wake up, i see you......and before i sleep i know your with me....just by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i maybe damn broke at times, but i have never fail to get on dates with you. to me.... seeing you is a bliss, but you are a fatal seduction at the same time. i cannot focus all my time onto you, i need to moderate my lifestyle as well, please understand my sudden coldness towards you. im trying to adjust life after cooling down. well maybe someday i could get over you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but for now, i know i still need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know that i might never have a clean break-up with you,don't you? miss cigarette.HAHAHAHAHAH&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/34163290-5584436804490676934?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5584436804490676934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5584436804490676934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5584436804490676934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5584436804490676934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seriously-thought-i-could-make-clean.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1720092857161399220</id><published>2009-08-03T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:25:08.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SncpSCn06HI/AAAAAAAAAhk/l-KnXRrtmZA/s1600-h/vespa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SncpSCn06HI/AAAAAAAAAhk/l-KnXRrtmZA/s200/vespa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365802870953535602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;VESPA = LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SncnLkJUK_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/HBhLuNBalpE/s1600-h/zooey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SncnLkJUK_I/AAAAAAAAAhM/HBhLuNBalpE/s200/zooey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365800560670026738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZOOEY DESCHANEL = LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SncnMIqNq2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/czANz8ucYNA/s1600-h/zooeyvespa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SncnMIqNq2I/AAAAAAAAAhc/czANz8ucYNA/s200/zooeyvespa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365800570471689058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZOOEY DESCHANEL ON A VESPA = LOVE * LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ULTIMATE SWEETNESS! I WANT TO KOPE THE POSTER FOR 500 DAYS OF SUMMER BACK HOME!!!!!!!!!ARGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Sncq6OHGoyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/x6qqfp4ryr0/s1600-h/500days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Sncq6OHGoyI/AAAAAAAAAhs/x6qqfp4ryr0/s200/500days.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365804660743906082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-1720092857161399220?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1720092857161399220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=1720092857161399220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1720092857161399220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1720092857161399220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/08/vespa-love-zooey-deschanel-love-zooey.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SncpSCn06HI/AAAAAAAAAhk/l-KnXRrtmZA/s72-c/vespa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5546804048224861528</id><published>2009-07-28T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:20:02.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the night is beautiful, nothing in this world can be compared to the serenity and tranquility of the night sky. gazing into the endless boundaries of the night sky, magical shiny light stars can be observed. as these stars flicker to us like a Morse code, they divulge the information of much more mysteries in our creation. though we see them in their state of several thousand years ago, their beauty and signals has still transcends thru time to reach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the big brother moon changes his poker face on a lunar basis, he illuminates our world with his ever-changing and interesting patterns. showing how a simple but massive rock can make use reflection just by positioning. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the stars glitters, the moon illuminates.....the clock ticks as 12 has reached, the world plunge into a different scene.....the revelation of its darker and seductive nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most sins are committed after the stroke of 12, it's as if satan has taken over but is forced to leave at 6. 6hours of chaos. many of us may lead different lives, but instinctively, our primal desires will overcome the sanity in us after dark. if not, explain why sex, gambling, crimes and even partying are always done in the night. it's as if the dark changes the atmosphere polluting the air we breathe in with sins. with sin in mind for motivation, comes the fulfilment of our cravings and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may be a simple night for someone to sleep peacefully, yet another place, it maybe the start of a work. night has different representations for everyone. it may be a sweet night out for the new couple to cuddle yet it may also be just another routine of action for the newly-weds. it maybe a night for a loving mother to tug her young kids into bed, well at another place, it may be the start of domestic violence committed by another typical drunken wife-beater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what im trying to imply is that....everyone does almost the same things in the day but the night has different meanings for each individual. just like the sun and the moon. well you don't see the sun changing patterns or the course of its path isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night is mysterious and dangerous, thrilling with consequences that will eventually be washed out by alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the clock ticks 12, come out and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-5546804048224861528?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6906058327333674966</id><published>2009-07-26T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:09:30.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>las vegas the SIN city</title><content type='html'>im so going to las vegas. well maybe i'll hold my bachelor's party over there or have one of my buddies hold their bachelor's party over there. we can do WHATEVER WE LIKE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll get so fucking drunk, we'll storm the casinos and bet it all out, we'll visit clubs and so on.....we'll have a fucking great time. we'll have babes around us as we bet and as we make our final bet, we'll be noisy and shout ALL OR NOTHING as we place all our chips and strike rich. we'll toss a chip to the dealer as tip and we'll walk away in style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a reason why vegas is called SIN city, what else can you do in vegas other than SIN? hahah we'll SIN and SINK to the very depths of hell, we'll lose ourselves totally for that one night in vegas.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i need at least 10K man!c'mon start donating now!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-6906058327333674966?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/6906058327333674966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=6906058327333674966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6906058327333674966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6906058327333674966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/07/las-vegas-sin-city.html' title='las vegas the SIN city'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4647604235621127712</id><published>2009-07-19T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:18:18.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUGHT!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first of all........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmND_SuZqNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gXuI5AMB6Ik/s1600-h/DSC04477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmND_SuZqNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gXuI5AMB6Ik/s200/DSC04477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360202736138299602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;MIM WITH NEW BOYFRIEND ?!!! COUPLE SLIPPERS SOMEMORE?! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-with courtesy from Aini's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;laurent.           we'll satisfy both heaven and hell says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sia lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;laurent.           we'll satisfy bot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;h heaven and hell says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;got bf liao lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;laurent.           we'll satisfy both heaven and hell says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mimsy. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mimsy. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i actuallydont wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nt tell ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mimsy. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then caught on camera. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mimsy. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dont spread ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;evidence,click to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmNHDbHWN_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/KpRuwkb8Zm0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmNHDbHWN_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/KpRuwkb8Zm0/s200/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206105644775410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END=)&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/34163290-4647604235621127712?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4647604235621127712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4647604235621127712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4647604235621127712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4647604235621127712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/07/caught.html' title='CAUGHT!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmND_SuZqNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/gXuI5AMB6Ik/s72-c/DSC04477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7029912007179872719</id><published>2009-07-18T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:53:12.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmIJHoiZrQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Y1-SO2fUUxQ/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmIJHoiZrQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Y1-SO2fUUxQ/s200/hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359856533269753090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;If I fell i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;n love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Would you p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;romise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; And help me understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; 'Cause I've be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;n in love before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;And I found that lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;ve was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Than just h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;oldin' hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-the Beatles, 1964&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;YES! love is definitely more than just holding hands. love is so much more. love is mysterious yet simple, it works in the most unexpected manner at the most unexpected time. how can it be just 2 hands holding one another. however, holding hands may not be 100% love, it's still something unique to have between 2 lovers. i always think that holding hands symbolizes something significant, it's about how 2 different person can actually put their trust in each other,by holding hands and venturing on to the unknown future. there's a connection in it, however different may the 2 parties be, yet that at that moment, hearts and thoughts are linked thru this physical grip. looking forward the same direction heading towards it with much anticipation and assurance that the other party will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always find old couples holding hands sweet. they have spent almost half of their lifetime with this person, how much trust do you think they have for each other already? or maybe how used they are to having each other, yet they still need the assurance of one another as they walk towards the end of their paths. somehow they still believe that each of them will be still be there for one another no matter what awaits them in the afterlife. thus they never let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmIJIOoVfpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wVjB4XhyUOY/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmIJIOoVfpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wVjB4XhyUOY/s200/kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359856543495192210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmIJ0gvBc8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/_FuJ3Eq9ue4/s1600-h/holding%2520hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmIJ0gvBc8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/_FuJ3Eq9ue4/s200/holding%2520hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359857304269321154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7029912007179872719?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7029912007179872719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7029912007179872719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7029912007179872719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7029912007179872719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-fell-in-love-with-you-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SmIJHoiZrQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Y1-SO2fUUxQ/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4918351589370350718</id><published>2009-07-10T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T04:30:28.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FATE RARELY CALLS UPON US AT A MOMENT OF OUR CHOOSING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- OPTIMUS PRIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SO WHEN? if we don't choose how our paths should be and determine OURSELVES what do we want to be now, when will FATE shows up and guide us. does it matter afterall? if we were to choose our own paths now, and fate decides to call up to you and guide you to another path of yours, then wouldn't everything you have done previously would have all been wasted? so why not i just party all way and slack thru till fate calls upon me? HAHA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we should leave it to fate afterall........our moment to shine will come when fate truly calls upon the choosen ones. HAHAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4918351589370350718?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4918351589370350718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4918351589370350718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4918351589370350718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4918351589370350718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/07/fate-rarely-calls-upon-us-at-moment-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1745046499957239412</id><published>2009-07-07T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:35:16.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i see a dream in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in this dream of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would be the main antagonist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would fight an important war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a war that determines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the fate of something more important than my very own existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the war would be a long struggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i may die an honorable death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or i may survive to tell the tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i would make my efforts and actions worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i may be outnumbered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i would prove my existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would lead my team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we will either survive in victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or perish into the very depths of hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but before we perish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we would drag our enemies into hell as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we will make all this worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"today's the day of judgement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for we may not live to see the break of daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but before we breathe our final breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before we say our final words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before we last thought about our loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we would kick 10 of their asses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before we can let ourselves go"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! MOVIE-INSPIRED OR WHAT?&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/34163290-1745046499957239412?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1745046499957239412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=1745046499957239412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1745046499957239412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1745046499957239412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-see-dream-in-me-in-this-dream-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2666386881909624550</id><published>2009-07-01T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:31:10.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the climb</title><content type='html'>went back to tp for lunch with nis and to study physics.....well the studying part didn't work out well, i only manage to go thru 1 section of the 1st chapter.....damn! A'levels physics is hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i saw my course manager chilling out with his colleagues after lunch, of course i went to say hi and talk to him for awhile, damn i thought he's supposed to be a busy man. so nevermind bout that, maybe he's just taking another short extra break after lunch. well after like less than 30mins i saw him yet again~ this time at another table with another group of colleagues.....DAMN! i was very sure he went back his office with the previous group and here he is~ doesn't he has work to do? hahaha yet i kept seeing him slacking and chilling out with colleagues over a cup of teh. friggin envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i have decided, im gonna study hard.....im going to continue my studies till my brain says stop......im maybe going to some 3rd world countries and live life as a total pauper and of course helping the poor(gain some credits enough for heaven), im going to work in a research lab for a few years, im going to be a lecturer, im going to fuck lazy students and teach the willing ones, im going to CLIMB CLIMB AND CLIMB up to the very top like my course manager. and then i will slack with my colleagues,slack with different batch of colleagues. once in a while i will fuck the people from the top, displaying some authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe each lectuerer has a limit of up to 1hr for slacking each day........well im going to be a 24/7 slack lecturer that can allow me to join up to 8 different slacking cliques and i'll slack my work thru right at the very top. that's what i'll do. i will do research as i slack(so that i won't get fired), i would write drafts for my books(so that i will have more income). but well the main thing's to slack and i look forward to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the lecturer who smokes and join my students for a smoke break in the midst of a lecture. i would fuck them up and ask them to go back to their lecturers if they ask me for a second stick. i'll slack thru my career with a rokok on one hand......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful can life be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2666386881909624550?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2666386881909624550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2666386881909624550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2666386881909624550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2666386881909624550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/07/climb.html' title='the climb'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2958508130991155995</id><published>2009-06-21T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:23:50.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as she sat that alone in the bus heading home, she was staring mindlessly thinking of something. her face speaks of different stories each clearly drawn out by the lines on her face. she should be around 70plus. however behind that wrinkly and gloomy face, there's a glimpse to her innocence and pretty face way back. afterall she had been a teen before, the teen who got so excited about her first date, the teen who flushed out red when she received flowers from her date, the teen who enjoys herself when out shopping with her girlfriends. she was not in a rush now though. she could wait even if the journey's long, she had experience far too much to be in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what could be in her mind right now? where did she came from? i don't know. but im sure her mind wasn't on such trivial matters bout where and what she did today. maybe she's thinking of her already grown up kids, worried/assured at the kind of lives they are leading. her kids have all grown up, they might even have families of their own, but deep inside her heart, she will always see them as her lovely children who would run into her arms whenever the thunder could be heard, who shared their adventure story at school with her, who hurried her whenever she's preparing the dinner or maybe talk back to her whenever she's nagging at them. regardless of the events, they will always be an inseperable part of her physically, mentally and spiritually. her wrinkles are the best proof of a doting mother. her limbs are the best proof of a hardworking mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing fanciful in her dressing. common clothes and a plastic bag filled with her barang barang. nothing valuable except for one thing on the fourth finger of her right hand. an inexpensive looking gold ring. she might have aged, but the substance and value of the ring had withstand the test of time. the ring is the main reason for me to blog. a normal old ring who might not even be an attractive steal for a thief, yet to her, the ring is her life, the reason and cause to who she is now, the path of her life after her young marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is her husband now? i don't know. but i do know her husband is someone great and caring enough for her to continue wearing it despite being so old already. i am sure she can still elaborate clearly about the day which change her life. the day where her sweetheart bought a ring, talked to her dad and finally knelt infront of her,' will you marry me?' he asked. from the day she nodded her head with joyness and excitement to present day, the ring has never left her finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but to think about it. she must have love her husband deeply. they might have spent sweet moments, happiness, anger, sorrow and even troubles together. he could have gotten fired once, he could have scolded her once, but they have endured it thru. at the end of the day, he is still someone she love with her whole life. she gave him her youth, her love and her heart just to be with the man she often dreamt about in the night when they were dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even till now.....she still remembers the day they took their oath together as she continues to live by what she vowed with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great thing about love is that it transcends through time regardless of the duration without the meaning changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why must there be so many complications and variables be added into the simplest and sweetest eqaution of love now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34163290-2958508130991155995?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2958508130991155995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2958508130991155995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2958508130991155995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2958508130991155995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-she-sat-that-alone-in-bus-heading.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1943472501271998284</id><published>2009-06-10T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:38:56.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;dl style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;img class="tex" alt="\sqrt{3}." src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/math/2/2/2/22291ebfbdfa1f8d8a1df40d2391a896.png" /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m sure that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The three is all that’s good and right,&lt;br /&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;br /&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;br /&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321&lt;br /&gt;Such is my reality, a sad irrationality&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When hark! What is this I see,&lt;br /&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As quietly co-waltzing by,&lt;br /&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;br /&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;br /&gt;With the wave of magic wands&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me has been renewed&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-David Feinberg&lt;/p&gt;i can't help but to always think that im still alone without a companion yet. the number 3, being the greatest and most significant number throughout numerous historical, myths, mathematical, scientific and even philosophical text is a afterall a powerful no. after being cursed and put under the spell of the square root, it cannot find any companion to even form the simplest fraction. no other integers can save square root 3 from his solitude, except for another of its kind. together they bond to embrace the birth of the great number '3'. i yearn to find my square root 3..... &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-1943472501271998284?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1943472501271998284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=1943472501271998284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1943472501271998284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1943472501271998284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-sure-that-i-will-always-be-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6052533928006777990</id><published>2009-06-02T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:55:09.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after some time, when all is forgiven and the wounds are healed.................i still think of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-6052533928006777990?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7800215278030166367</id><published>2009-05-26T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:37:48.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUATION 2009!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY, a moment like this.....some people search a lifetime for a moment like this, some people search forever for that 1 special kiss and oh yeah i can't believe it's happening to me, well some people search a lifetime for a moment like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA maybe not that exaggerating, not as in A MOMENT LIKE THIS, but still it's something worth cherishing forever!=) 4 years for me, 3 years for them, but still in the end we have graduated! i really enjoyed my 3 years of BMIE life with them, seriously i have never thought that poly life is so fun. when im in sec school, people always said, poly people are just full of bullshit, they make use of you,they backstab you and all....well that's partially true, but they didn't tell me the kind of fun and the kind of real great friends you can find in poly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my phase in poly has and will certainly make a great impact in my life, i keep thinking that it had indeed change my life not just socially but academically. if i had not withdrawn from nyp, would i have such grades and friends? nah definitely not! i had indeed make the right choice in wasting 1 year from nyp to mechatronics and then to BMIE! fuck the extra 1k fees, this is definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poly is filled all kinds of people. people i dread,people i despise but who gives a shit bout them? im only concerned bout the people i treasure. thank you all my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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cute Japanese teacher!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7800215278030166367?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7800215278030166367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7800215278030166367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7800215278030166367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7800215278030166367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-2009.html' title='GRADUATION 2009!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Shwmc8ESAHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/mcsxRIDNgJc/s72-c/4207_1159546221943_1026399636_478213_327916_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5387551798007180180</id><published>2009-05-25T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:04:10.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we busted the bastards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; North Korea is believed to have at least a half-dozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-style: italic;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1243235378_25"&gt;atomic bombs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. However, experts say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1243235378_26"&gt;North Korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; scientists have not yet mastered the miniaturization technology for mounting a nuclear device onto a long-range missile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from 'NKorea says it conducted 2nd nuclear test'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHA, this is indeed pathetic, learned how to own atomic bombs yet didn't learn how to use it? no wonder they need to test it so many times?HAHAHA i mean who in the world will create something and not thing bout backups or application of that particular stuff?how smart is kim jong il? well but im not abit surprised actually......it' because of fools like that, who are causing problems to the peacekeeping of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bastards.(not as in the illegitimate child meaning) they spoilt everything....disrupt the peace, hurting others, but they exist everywhere. global scale, classroom scale and even workplace scale. how do we beat those bastards?how can we teach them a lesson?we need to busted them by becoming bastards. good guys just can't do it sometimes. haiz sad but true. only the ruthless survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason US might be hesitant in counter-acting NK threats is because US is not a bastard. everyone in the world knows that US has got weapons few many times more powerful and advanced than NK's however US is worry bout the consequences and would not use such weapons unnecessarily, they don't want innocents to be killed just like that,well NK just don't fucking give a damn. that's the difference between a bastard and a non-bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recent news bout the 2 US journalists being taken as hostages and charged with a 12 year prision terms after brng wrongfully charged with trespassing into NK' boundaries is BULLSHIT as well.NK just wants to use them as hostages to stop US from interferring their weirdo mad scientist nuclear testing.....WTF, what difference has NK has compared to terrorist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world needs a bastard group ruthless enough to deal with bastards. it's like to slay a demon,you got to be one yourself. a vigilante group is needed to be heartless enough to defeat the bastards and then having become bastards themselves take the whole blame and end their own life before their gulit turns into empitness and greed. sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK THE NK GOVERNMENT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34163290-5387551798007180180?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5387551798007180180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5387551798007180180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5387551798007180180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5387551798007180180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-busted-bastards.html' title='we busted the bastards'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-3599139918876999749</id><published>2009-05-09T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:12:46.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;religion - a set of beliefs concerning the cause, nature, and purpose of the universe, esp. when considered as the creation of a superhuman agency or agencies, usually involving devotional and ritual observances, and often containing a moral code governing the conduct of human affairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see that's the real meaning of religion. and why is there a need for religions and since it's the truth about the universe which can only contain 1, why are there so many different forms of religions. for many years, religion has been the cause for numerous wars and bloodsheds, but why are  there so much chaos over something that is supposing-ly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if there's only 1 truth to it, i would rather believe in science. the countless proofs and theories have always been there. long ago in greece, people tend to ask about the natural phenomenas like rain,etc but without any knowledge, they can only push it to something extraordinary. well there must be a group of gods in charge of different things, zeus must be the head of it and he's the cause of the lightning and so on. of course there are people living in not just greece, but in japan, china and so on. being human, they choose to believe in the extraordinary as well. thus, the birth of Shintoism and Taoism. until a group of thinkers came about, they began to explore and try to find out the truth behind it using logic and reasons, they are the fathers of science, still they choose to be different and well got banished, exiled or even killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since there's only 1 truth, why not believe in that truth. if you don't, why are you still studying it or applying it to our daily life. well maybe god likes to play games. he locked everything in the forms of numbers and figures just to hide it from us. occasionally, he would reveal some of it to us, guiding us or warning us about the the mysterious yet great powers he has. but is there a purpose in doing so, if god really want all of us to enjoy eternal life in paradise, why play such games and cause conflicts among us. you can also say he's giving us 'freewill' in showing us something, giving us a choice but well it ain't really a choice isn't it? if we happened to doubt him after knowing more, we'll still rot in hell.....haha maybe there's this overpopulation issue going on in paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why do people need religion. we have now found out that the rain is not something god gives us for us to farm, it rains because there's this water cycle going on. oh well most mysteries have been explained, why still religion. well that comes to the 2nd part of the definition. it contains a set of moral codes governing the conduct of human affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one day,you realize hey there's no hell or heaven, we are all gonna die and rot back into the soil, would you still find it important to do the RIGHT things? would you care about how others feel, or would you be more concerned over your well being? we'll do crap! religions are here to restrict us, to prevent us from doing stupid things, in fact some used it to control their people. i think people choose to adopt religion to explain things but well hey it's getting the effect of having morally-upright people, why not? religion IS the fundamental now. however contradictorily, religion is the cause for many conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't believe in god. but sometimes i do hope i was wrong, he'll show up and convince me of his existence, guiding me thru life.  i want to believe that god is all good and nice, he don't want anyone to suffer, he won't let someone to keep falling in life, he would pick them up and make them stronger. he would have everything planned out for each one of us. he would make sure the good gets the reward and the bad gets the punishment. i want to believe in something like that. but show me! i am open up to you, but i need the facts and answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most religion believe in the end of world. the great apocalypse that would eventually consume us all, and the non-believers would perish while the believers would attain eternal peace. but why apocalypse? to re-build the world? the world would continue to degenerate into chaos as humans are imperfect, by destroying it now and re-building it later, and then degenerate it again, that can only give birth to short phases of peace which afterwards, we would all turn astray and do bad and the cycle repeats. i mean there must be a better solution, hello you are god, you created us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it all comes back to this question again? is there really god out there? is he the cause of everything but then what's his cause? nothing can come from nothing, something must have come from something. like Einstein said, god doesn't play dice. there might be reasons afterall, but hey god sure likes playing guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of finding answers to unify them all, we are still humans that have our own freewill, to choose to believe in whatever we want to believe in. that's the truth for each unique individual. maybe he will find me someday, and when the time comes, i'll know what to do. maybe i'll find him and get a reward from him? but well in the meantime, i can only follow what i think it's right, to pursue mindlessly for the truth. i may be on the wrong highway already but hey! even though i am on CTE, he'll eventually guide me out to exit into PIE right? i'll leave him to his plans for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can still be morally upright even if god doesn't exist, we can all live happily together with no hurt and pain, maybe when the time comes for us to be able to do all that, he will change his mind about apocalypse, we got to convince him. it's like convincing your parents you are mature and sensible now so that they won't have to control you so much isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still an atheist looking for the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/34163290-3599139918876999749?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4119690077007274943</id><published>2009-05-08T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:09:50.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>observe the traffic rules!</title><content type='html'>in less than 3 weeks, i have encountered like more than 4 life-threatening traffic incidents. hey what's wrong with the driving center? even xinyi can pass it one shot?LOL! i would rather chow pass it one shot,it's more convincing....hahah sorry xy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, first and the most serious one, i nearly got run down by a bangla driver in a lorry full of bangla workers, it happened at ubi industrial estate, sorry i was rushing for work with my ipod blasting, but hey it's obvious that a big fat guy's crossing the road,can't you slow down instead of failing your horning attempts at me. anyway the truck stopped just less than 3metres infront of me....it was near-death. i was stunned,they can even do the WTF handsign with their head shaking combo at me.... as they pass the whole group of bangla workers were like GLARING at me. well,that's scary. i couldn't concentrate on work for like the next hour........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the next few were not as serious, still it had an impact. it was the green man for crossing yet these cars and motors can just turn right in while i am still crossing. don't they check blindspots? or do they think that they have the skills to pull off such a stunt. fuck man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, maybe i will land up in the hospital soon. CHOY! haha still i can't wait to go supper out in chow and xy's ride.....let's pimp that ride down for naan! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4119690077007274943?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4119690077007274943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4119690077007274943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4119690077007274943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4119690077007274943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/05/observe-traffic-rules.html' title='observe the traffic rules!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4361826268822215472</id><published>2009-04-30T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:36:51.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To spend an evening with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if we go someplace to dance, I know that there´s a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You won't be leaving with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And have a drink or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like: "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You heard the night before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And though it´s just a line to you, for me it´s true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It never seemed so right before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I practice every day to find some clever lines to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To make the meaning come through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But then I think I´ll wait until the evening gets late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I´m alone with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ans oh the night´s so blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like:" I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (" I love you, I love you,....")&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saying something stupid and spoiling the night is dumb but if it's truthful deep down from the heart, is it still stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/34163290-4361826268822215472?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4361826268822215472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4361826268822215472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4361826268822215472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4361826268822215472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-i-stand-in-line-until-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2259306130178426387</id><published>2009-04-26T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:15:22.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;believer&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;determinism&lt;/span&gt;, but somehow the appearance of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; had doubt my views.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2259306130178426387?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2259306130178426387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2259306130178426387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2259306130178426387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2259306130178426387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-not-believer-of-determinism-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-221560979228517635</id><published>2009-04-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:18:42.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hell!</title><content type='html'>what's hell like? no one knows? but i am sure there's a different 'hell' for different people, well so where's my hell? it's in ubi industrial park where i am locked down in a mechanical workshop polishing metals, screwing nuts, cutting metals, maintaining machines, etc. anyway it's just sai kang where you help the $800/month china workers to do their extra jobs, though we are being paid a lil higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon-fri, 8am-5pm you slog your ass off in the hot sun, getting permanant black stains in your nails, dirtying your beloved topman jeans, well it sux. i am learning how to enjoy my weekends now,looking forward to the long weekend next week, but before that i only have few hours left befor my sweet sunday is over and then it's MONDAY, TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY and THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally know how the hungry ghosts feel when it's the last day of the hungry ghost festival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-221560979228517635?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/221560979228517635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=221560979228517635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/221560979228517635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/221560979228517635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/04/hell.html' title='hell!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4561117201113955430</id><published>2009-04-12T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:23:02.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello newton,galileo and einstein</title><content type='html'>Physics, Chemistry and Biology. Since young, i had the chance to be exposed into these 3 main fields of science. Being a curious kid who likes to ask why about almost everything, i was fascinated. I was introduced into the limitless boundary of Science. Even when i was like 8 or 9 years old, i always wonder how fire and electricity came about. Was it created like so many things around us? Was it discovered, and how did the first discovery came about. Coincidence? Two cavemen struck 2 stones together to form a spark and 'TA-DAH'? Or was it really God who came down and taught the 2 men about fire which can be used to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in secondary school, out of all the 3 sciences, my favourite was always Biology and Chemistry. Well, i slept through Physics because of a noisy class and a really nice teacher. I got a F9 for my Physics prelims. I just thought Physics was really hard, and why am i studying it.  What had the 3 laws of Newton motion has anything to do with the world, and why are we studying about things like pressure in a liquid barometer or moments in a fulcrum. I did tell my Physics teacher about why Physics sometimes can be really boring and i began to tell him about my own views of the world and its origins rather than accepting the fact that Physics laws apply to almost everything in the world. He would just listen patiently and encourage me to think further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of sec 4, my Physics teacher told me something one day. That sentence changed my life. He said, "Einstein once said that when you are travelling at the speed of light, time will stop." For a moment, i wasn't able to understand that. But that sentence has certainly attracted me like a magnet into the world of Physics. Then i realize that everything that i used to ask, about fire, electricity and so on are all linked to Physics. Even the BIG BANG which is the cause of us being here right now is Physics. Maybe Physics can even provide us with an answer to why are we here, or is there a higher being above us and what this universe is exactly. I was fascinated, even till now i can't help but be impressed with Einstein. Using only thought experiment, he came up with a conclusion that nothing can travel at the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to study hard for my Physics and thank goodness i passed my O's. I began to read up more about it. I want to know everything, i want to know why we are here, i want to know why things happen this way, and that's all in my mind. The more i read, the more i was impressed, and it finally dawned on me that well, Physics is something meant only for geniuses. Hard work alone is not enough to unravel the mysteries of Nature that is locked by mathematical formulas, equations and laws. That's when i stopped venturing, but well i still read up once in awhile about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a diploma in Biomedical Engineering allows me to learn Biology in-depth. I still like Biology after secondary school, but after the diploma, things changed. Biology is a chore, the subject is like a human body, it can broken down into so many parts and that parts could have been made up of so many different parts and each part is unique and detailed. The reason why there's so many different specializations in medicine. But i love the engineering part in it. I love the circuitry and phenomenas happening in a circuit which eventually leads to a discovery of a technology. Well, it's actually Physics again. So, it's like hello Physics, you have just crashed into my life once again, leaving me with a million whys and leaving me wondering, taunting me to catch you. But still, i feel that Physics is not someone my caliber can handle, i am not good in Maths either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Immanuel Kant, 2 things that fascinates me, the starry heavens above me and the moral laws within me. Physics and Philosophy. Both being so different yet answering to the same question at the end of their journey. They uses different approaches but they can solve the greatest question everyone has. Maybe someone with a lil' passion and hard work can do philosophy instead. I can still embark on a journey to that find a solution to that question. Well that's when i decided maybe i should do philosophy in Uni. But then an invitation to NTU came, it was an open house invitation to the courses including Physics. Well being the bo liao me, i went to NTU to have a look. I was surprised when they have many poly grads as students over there, i went on a tour around the school, and well my passion for Physics has just been ignited again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a cross road. I had no idea where should i go. I applied for Physics in NTU and Arts and Social Sciences in NUS leaving it to heaven. But i thought it through, and well if i do Arts i can't do Physics but if i do Physics, i can always read up about the Arts anytime. In terms of practicality, Physics would be a better choice. I can always continue Philosophy as long as i don't stop asking why. Well, i have decided anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics. Out of all the 3 main Sciences, it's the most fundamental one. It explains the creation of Everything. Everything around us is bound to some Physics laws. Mathematics is the language Nature uses to express itself and Physics is the decoder for it. I am about to embark on this fascinating and tough journey to discover the truth, hopefully i can at least learn something to the ultimate question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Newton, Galileo and Einstein.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4561117201113955430?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4561117201113955430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4561117201113955430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4561117201113955430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4561117201113955430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-newtongalileo-and-einstein.html' title='hello newton,galileo and einstein'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-8309452583526835196</id><published>2009-04-08T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:40:17.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK YOU NK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's happening to the world now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine you are a fisherman living happily near the coast of Nihon....you are out fishing one day hoping that it will be your lucky day to catch as many fishes as possible.maybe you can buy something nice for your kids or treat your family to a big meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly...something alien just flew over you...it's not like any planes you have ever seen before, it's long and it's burning at the rear......and then it began to descend and next thing you know......BOOM! it fell into the very same sea you are fishing in......WHAT THE FUCK! yah that would be most people's reaction.so what the fuck is going on, bloody launching a so called 'satellite' into airspace claiming that it's meant for the orbit instead yet it fell just next to a neighboring country. don't bullshit the world lar.....for goodness sake....the whole world knows how 'advanced' your technology is...how can you ever have a satellite.......i don't see how ping pong+agriculture+nuclear+propaganda+communism can gives you space tech. that's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for Nihon......they saw something foreign flying over....and fuck of course they will be scared...i mean what the fuck is this....after experiencing ordeals like the atomic bombings...and now bullshit from NK........of course they want to shoot it down,but wait....some smart ass 4 eyed drunken leader began rattling,'i would see this as an act of war if you shoot it down.' omg!for goodness sake.....your so called space toy is entering my territory terrorizing and threatening the lives of my citizens yet i can't shoot it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in primary schools, your classmate/partner besides you vandalizes your table, and you would have a right to do something about it. whoa! you can clearly notice the level of intelligence in that no man's land. seriously...who are you bullshitting? why would you launch a 'satellite' so secretly and you could face it towards the pacific ocean instead of the country beside you.... any mistake in calculation would have hit and crash the homes of many. of could you have miscalculate it which leads to landing it in the sea........whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the world is already in trouble because of the economic and now some shitty problems from an uncivilized country is gonna mess thing up even worst. i feel bad for obama....i hope he can really do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzgmWaq1BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/V4J1ptcD_pY/s1600-h/obama_busted_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzgmWaq1BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/V4J1ptcD_pY/s200/obama_busted_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322375809102173202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzgmrglHmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5xKSkvGff0Y/s1600-h/kim_jong_il_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzgmrglHmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5xKSkvGff0Y/s200/kim_jong_il_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322375814764109410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah superman please screw the drunken man who bullshits thru a bloody radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not about difficulty, it's about manipulating time to run in favor of you rather than against you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the difference in civilizations and you will know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-8309452583526835196?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/8309452583526835196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=8309452583526835196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/8309452583526835196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/8309452583526835196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck-you-nk.html' title='FUCK YOU NK!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzgmWaq1BI/AAAAAAAAAeM/V4J1ptcD_pY/s72-c/obama_busted_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7474869054559020015</id><published>2009-04-04T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:08:22.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back from bintan!</title><content type='html'>ok...i am freaking tired,tanned yet relaxed and happy about my trip back. bintan was fun definitely.....well it could be even better if zheng wei and ellis were to come as well. but hey! i must say we were damn lucky to get such a good resort with great people in it.....a personal pool facing the south china sea, a personal buggy to drive around and of course the great company! thank you so much to anyone who has made it possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well......4 days and 4 nights of movies,swimming,slacking,smoking,doing nothing,talking cock.....i really miss this kind of life right after i step foot on s'pore. we have been sleeping at like 5am and waking up at like 10am and yet we can do this everyday without feeling tired when in bintan.....the unexplainable phenomenon of having a holiday eh....while you can sleep more than 8hrs a day yet still feel tired in school,how strange?HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a holiday is what i need. a rejuvenating experience after all the crap load in poly. a memorable experience before i enter NS, and a getaway from my monotonous and repetitive life at the moment. thank you. more hols please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised something throughout the trip.....s'poe govt should not lower down the price of their ciggies now that they have increased it......being in bintan allows me to do nothing and smoke like crazy......from 6 sticks a day to like 20 over sticks a day......imagine sg govt decided to lower down the price....well.....more bills at the hospitals then. well done, singapore for such an irreversible yet effective action.....hahaha these scholars must be freakin smart...could they have predicted these as well? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well time for me to get my lazy bum off and work....now that i have stop giving tuitions(thank god for the kids).......i should get some serious work man....sometimes i just think that i don't have the patience with kids......i get so frustrated over it...haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall spend just just just just just a few more days lazing around,watching dvds, doing nothing and hoping my parents can win the lottery. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzZ6r0VVTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/e8SQlYAlst8/s1600-h/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzZ6r0VVTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/e8SQlYAlst8/s200/grp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322368461862950194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss bintan and company!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7474869054559020015?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7474869054559020015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7474869054559020015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7474869054559020015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7474869054559020015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-from-bintan.html' title='back from bintan!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SdzZ6r0VVTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/e8SQlYAlst8/s72-c/grp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5623059422815702577</id><published>2009-03-15T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:00:23.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allegory of the Caves</title><content type='html'>Allegory of the Caves- an idea of Plato about a group of chained man living in a dark caves facing only the wall for the whole of the lives. However they could see shadows being casted on to the wall due to a light from the opening of the caves and such shadows are casted by events occurring outside the caves. Not known to them is that such shadows are induced by a ' truer' event outside the cave, rather than the shadows being true events. Would they began to perceive such shadows as the true world? Would they develop mindsets that the world is like that an try to suit themselves into such understanding of the environment? Would the one who can notice a pattern in the shadows be deemed as the smartest, yet still bound by the perception of the shadows being a true world. Or would the one who can freed himself from the chains, venture out to the outside world and see for himself what the true world is like can be deemed as having true wisdom. Plato believes that such a person like the freed prisoner would be known as a philosopher. His role in the society is to discover the true world, and guide the rest of the prisoners in identifying the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is rather impressive. I was watching the Matrix the past 2 weeks and did some reading on it after that, in fact the Matrix was actually built on the idea, Allegory of the Caves, whereby humans are all plugged into the Matrix making them believe that it's the real world they are living in. For eg. chained prisoners would be like normal humans who have long ago accepted the fact that we can't fly, however they don't even bother to really understand why we can't fly, they just feel that we move on with life. BUT people who began to really wonder why can't we fly? Are we bound by some laws that causes such effects? They began to seek the truth into knowing why and then slowly discover the world is just not as it seems. A set of physical laws causes such restrictions. They then think....how can we defy such laws?What are the other laws that causes restrictions. Through their research and efforts, they discover more things, invent things like aeroplanes, acquiring much more wisdom than the chained prisoners. And if you had notice, these people are actually the famous scientists who discover something new or the people who invented the aeroplanes and much more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists and philosophers are in fact alike, just that they are going through different approaches to getting the same final answer of WHY ARE WE HERE IN THIS WORLD FOR? However i feel that scientists can get on research on their own,thinking and trying out methods and calculating equations and so on. While people believes that philosophers can too philosophize ideas on their own and come to new understanding, i beg to differ. I feel that like Socrates, the best way to philosophize is by conversing with others, through such conversations we can acquire insights and wisdoms, by learning how others feel we can actually understand and notice a difference in the way of thinking. IF you are still in that cave as a prisoner, how are you going to figure out you are in that cave by just thinking that you are in that cave, obviously you must have gained some insights through the interacting of others and began noticing a difference in ideologies, and ten ask yourself why causes such a difference and began to know that we are not bound by the way we think. Obviously some other factors are involved and what are such factors and how can we apply it to understand that we are actually in a cave unknowing to the world outside. Then you are a philosopher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! this is really interesting...it's okay that people don't understand, i was thinking about it when i was actually smoking in the toilet. Anyway my final question would be, Would you want to continue living in the cave bound by restrictions or would you rather be free and face the real world despite of how tough it might actually be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-5623059422815702577?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5623059422815702577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5623059422815702577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5623059422815702577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5623059422815702577'/><link 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organising it. it was a pity that i fell sick man!damn it! must be those late night studying the previous week, well but at least i really enjoyed the prom. too bad some people couldn't go and well most didn't stay, it's sad that we are working together for the last time and well luckily it's a success...thank the main committee for organising such a fantastic prom. last but not least.....thanks BIE, thanks lectueres and of course thanks everyone for making my poly such a great and fantastic one!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SbVaZR-AW2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rYwUijgQR8k/s1600-h/prom4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SbVaZR-AW2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rYwUijgQR8k/s200/prom4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311250725920070498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SbVaYF5puFI/AAAAAAAAAds/FhZwqWNwa7A/s200/prom3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311250705500715090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SbVaW5hR0XI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7f22khNeP4E/s1600-h/prom+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SbVaW5hR0XI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7f22khNeP4E/s200/prom+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311250684997390706" 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/34163290-6975828218094524324?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/6975828218094524324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=6975828218094524324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6975828218094524324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6975828218094524324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2009/03/prom-night.html' title='prom night!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SbVaZR-AW2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rYwUijgQR8k/s72-c/prom4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-3816226651757211114</id><published>2009-02-13T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:24:16.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY OF EDUCATION IN TP!</title><content type='html'>today is a very special day, not just because it's friday the 13th, not just because it's the day before valentine's but it's the the last day of my education in tp. yay!!!as much as i am happy about it, i also quite sad about it. i have been to accustomed to my poly life, to my friends in poly and to my schedule in tp that i really find it hard to accept that i am going to graduate soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sure has been a long road for me, i took 4 years to complete my diploma education because of a stupid mistake made, but looking back at it.....i may have regretted it,but i began to wonder, if i had not choose the wrong course, and come into BMIE I604, would i have a great poly life that i have now?would i have make the same great friends that i have now?would i really cherish how important education is? i wouldn't know but i don't want to know,because i personally do feel that what ever happened in my poly is a no doubt a great journey for me. it's a part of an even greater journey for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i learn in tp, my interest in engineering.....i used to think wth sia...engineering is like an inferior course where people goes in just because they can't get into business or design or even life sciences...but i was so wrong....in fact engineers are one of the greatest people in this world....scientists like to ask why,whereas engineers like to ask how? by putting what scientist has come up with, engineers uses these concepts and theories to apply it to a physical form and benefits the society. however they do not stop here, they continue to strive for the better and advance such technologies to a level where we can't do without...... it's really been great to have study engineering, well i might not continue my studies in engineering due to other interests, yet i am glad that i took engineering before, it's something worth telling your kids about....i hope my son can be a engineer next time...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i first came into BMIE, i was given a choice to go into whichever class i want....as i was a transfer student, i didn't join the orientation camp and i was a student with no class, i didn't regret choosing 04 eventually, it was just an 'anyhow' decision all because the first person that i talked to is from 04....haha well 04 is quite a nice class with a good cp and some great people inside. haha 04 may be fucked up sometimes with some fucked up and crappy people....but still it's really an interesting class. there's a chee hong kia, a kao pei person, spome bo chups people, but well a caring sister, a steady smoking buddy and well 2 best friends of mine in it. throughout my time in tp, they are the people who i see almost everyday, yet not tired of it, well i found great friends in other classes as well, but i am happy to know 04 first, afterall i am the class rep of 04 too and had finally succeeded into organizing a team in cm cup as well as a cny visit to mr chua's house. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time for me to put an end here, however it doesn't end here for me and my friends. i really enjoy meeting and slacking with my best friends in poly like guo wei(my talk cock buddy who can talk all kinds of cock under the sun), swee lee(my nice caring buddy) , hua sheng(my good teammate and slacking buddy) and of course people like ellis marlinda the troublesome kid, zul the smoker,bob the pa chiu cheng and many more. i really thank you guys for the time in poly, i hope that we are able to remain in contact...haha i sounded childish but well i meant it, and of course all the best in our exams and pursuits in the future......it's been a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SZWUfKx4qMI/AAAAAAAAAck/FC2Zn84q0BU/s1600-h/PIC_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SZWUfKx4qMI/AAAAAAAAAck/FC2Zn84q0BU/s200/PIC_1647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302307399489071298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SZWUe30pDpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Qgsw7psM9mQ/s1600-h/PIC_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SZWUe30pDpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Qgsw7psM9mQ/s200/PIC_1648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302307394400358034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} 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title='LAST DAY OF EDUCATION IN TP!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SZWUfKx4qMI/AAAAAAAAAck/FC2Zn84q0BU/s72-c/PIC_1647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2389585604145853552</id><published>2008-12-23T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:26:13.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back!</title><content type='html'>haha sorry for being mia for quite some time....was just busy and lazy haha as usual eh......well life's abit different now........i think i have matured alot HAHAHAHA anyway just spent my 20th birthday with tong,yi,chow,justin,mel and min on fri at suntec. haha it's like a tradition for us to help each other celebrate every year but thanks alot people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well saturday was really fun....i went to the zoo with nina....haha seriously the zoo has changed alot especially recently....and it's been like 10 years since i been to the zoo hahaha,so it was really fun and of course interesting. but i have noticed that the thing about zoo is that....they have alot of those very rare and uncommon animals yet they don't have simple animals like goat,cows and sheeps. i mean these are the animals a kid learns about when they are young but they can't see it in the zoo hahah weird isn't it....but the whole zoo is actually quite big man....and seriously it's nice going to the zoo especially on a date=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well towards midnight swee lee and zheng wei sort of celebrated my 20th birthday with me at town(thanks guys) and then went to watch IP man. haha there...the movie about the man controlling the server and then in charge of distributing ip addresses to computers haha nah i was just crapping,it's about this wing chun master....anyway it was really good....the fight scenes are incredible,moreover it's based on a true story.....i realised that wing chun is actually a very violent and deadly form of martial arts....and it's a close range kind of martial arts, more of blocking and neutralizing to counter your opponent's moves...well all forms of martial arts has their own strengths and weakness and they have no superiority over others....it's more of how skilled the practitioner is, at least that's what i believe....hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks people who wished me happy birthday or had contributed in making it an incredible and memorable day for me,thanks alot,will upload the pics soon=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2389585604145853552?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2514114667193697807</id><published>2008-11-09T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:33:57.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it all started........</title><content type='html'>i am just happy and glad about it, it's been quite a long journey for me till this point, but i am  ready to walk even further, taking one step at a time ...things might be different in the future and no one knows what lies ahead.....but i believe we can go through this together... i will not forget this day...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2514114667193697807?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5631313974073454</id><published>2008-10-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:12:54.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-overseas community project(cambodia)</title><content type='html'>BACK!actually i am back since last week lol,i am just lazy to blog. haha well 10 days in cambodia.........a totally crazy yet fun and meaningful experience for me! bonds became stronger, friends became closer, mindset became more mature.......besides being a humanitarian trip, it's also a journey of re-discovering yourself. 10days~ of living in close proximity with your friends, we get to know each other better, through this, you either strengthen your friendship or weakens it. for me, both! but i am really happy to find so many great friends there and thank you people for these fantastic 10days which i will never forget in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there's too much things for me to blog about, and too much pics for me to show. so sorry i couldn't blog everything, but seriously we learned lot of things over there. how to work and live together as a team, how important it is for us to bond closely as a team and of course knowing how fortunate we are to live in s'pore. in some of the kampong places we been to, they have to bath and wash their clothes in the river, it's really very different down there. we also get to experience living in simplicity.....unlike the hectic lifestyle in sg, it's like we can normally relax and enjoy the scenery and see cows eating grass and just read a book and enjoy the HOT and DRY afternoon. haha sometimes simplicity is a blessing, no worries and troubles......just live life as it is......being contended with what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 10days have been really great i even got myself a parlay of digging shit with my barehands in a toilet bowl HAHAHAHA well i am also motivated to do more charity work and contribute more to the less fortunate...afterall that's what a meaningful life is about, helping each other,working towards a common goal=) thank you my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SQXZovw1qeI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jZSH6gmnS-k/s1600-h/PIC_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SQXZovw1qeI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jZSH6gmnS-k/s200/PIC_0588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261851033691597282" 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/34163290-5631313974073454?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5631313974073454/comments/default' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SQXZovw1qeI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jZSH6gmnS-k/s72-c/PIC_0588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-759449146090350175</id><published>2008-10-07T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:35:30.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-overseas community project(cambodia)</title><content type='html'>few more hours and i will be flying off!!!!!!!!to cambodia haha this is like the 1st time i will be traveling off to some far places,without my family members around. i mean it would be a great opportunity for me to be more independent haha especially learning how to wash my own clothes=) the trip to cambodia this time round is to actually help installing a generator through solar panels to light up lamps and fans in a medical post in a rural area. to be experiencing life in a 3rd world country and helping them, creating an impact in other's life is really great. it may not be something big, but if like-minded people can come together and all trying to give their best to help, even if it's just a small project.........it's worth our time and efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may just be 10days, but i am sure what i learn in these 10days will stick with me through the rest of my life. actually i thought of working in developing countries after i graduate next time, maybe like spend a few years there, doing something meaningful, using what i have or had learned to help others. i heard of projects like setting up microbanks for farmers and villagers over there in order for them to get better tools and lead a better life. i mean there's so much more that's worth doing in this world, compared to wasting your life and partying away or what.&lt;br /&gt;i am not against partying but sometimes, the world isn't just about entertainment or money, we can re-discover another side of us through such humanistic approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.......it's going to be tough but i will survive the 10days and of course enjoy myself. and of course souvenirs for my friends and family. haha take care people!=) looking forward to see you guys soon including you.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-kacb emoc i nehw uoy ees llahs tub ,ffo ylf i erofeb uoy ees ot ton terger a s'it=)&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/34163290-759449146090350175?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/759449146090350175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=759449146090350175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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went wrong. i don't know if i had done something wrong to upset you. if you really intend to infuriate me right from the start, congratulations. you did it. i conceded defeat. it's like i have been hit several times hard to the extent that i have grown numb to it. still, it bothers and hurts as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to continue doing the things that i have mentioned. doing more than that. pleasing you. but i am losing hope. even the most normal friend would answer a 'yes' or 'no' to such a simple question. i still don't want to give up. i still choose to believe in a happy ending. i am still holding on, but i wonder how long can i hold on to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that it can all work out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-you are the solution to my only problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-107213861565601699</id><published>2008-09-28T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T09:31:57.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prawning!</title><content type='html'>finally. i get to try prawning.......it's been quite some time since i wanted to try it. haha i mean i did some fishing when i was just a kid,maybe i was still to young to understand the fun of fishing,but anyway went prawning with zul,nic on fri night,guo wei and his friends came to join us for awhile too...the whole experience was really great. you get to squeeze worms and cut chicken heart as baits,holding live prawns and of course feel the shiokness of catching a prawn.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prawning is not easy...it may seem easy at first,but besides some techniques,you got to be really patient. you got to know oh!when has the prawn bitten your bait or maybe like is it really biting it or is the prawn just playing with your bait? after some pulling and testing, then you got to slowly pull your rod up and then just jerk it up and ta-dah if you are swift enough,the prawn will be hooked and yay! it's prawn for dinner or supper haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prawning can actually tells how patient you are......i need to be patient towards a certain someone, i am going to train my patience through prawning and fishing....i need to be more patient haha. and yes! fishing! i am going to pick up fishing with zul and his friend after ocp. hahah i am turning uncle man,mahjong,prawning and fishing, what's next haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vjcI8O-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/K_OdvIouNJ4/s1600-h/Photo092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vjcI8O-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/K_OdvIouNJ4/s200/Photo092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251108713921264610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vj0yA3rI/AAAAAAAAAbs/gOyNDGyvdY4/s1600-h/Photo095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vj0yA3rI/AAAAAAAAAbs/gOyNDGyvdY4/s200/Photo095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251108720535985842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vjVXqSLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/gDeEpZauiYw/s1600-h/Photo094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vjVXqSLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/gDeEpZauiYw/s200/Photo094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251108712103954610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vj-oSLvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yof1SI_tkxw/s1600-h/Photo087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vj-oSLvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/yof1SI_tkxw/s200/Photo087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251108723179532018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-i really miss you=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-107213861565601699?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/107213861565601699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=107213861565601699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/107213861565601699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/107213861565601699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/09/prawning.html' title='prawning!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SN-vjcI8O-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/K_OdvIouNJ4/s72-c/Photo092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-536057968529031802</id><published>2008-09-21T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:04:13.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GTL!!!(GREAT TUTOR LAURENT)</title><content type='html'>another new job this week! it's like i am getting all sorts of jobs now, haha 3 different jobs in 2 weeks, tourguide, tele-surveyor and now TUTOR!(moreover all starts with a 'T') getting a tuition job is like so random and surprising, i was just talking to justin and then his sister was like asking me some bio questions. after teaching her, i just asked jokingly, hah so would you like tuition and then "TADAH!" i became her tutor starting from thurs=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a tutor is seriously way different from other jobs. i mean when you work part time in like restaurants, you only care about how long you work or maybe what's your pay like after working so much. i doubt part timers will really have this drive to deliver the best service or attitude, you just work for the money. but when you are working as a tutor, there's a responsibility of imparting the best to your student. i guess you are more motivated to teach not just academically but in all other aspects. i think having a student that you are responsible of really gives me the drive to ensure that she really learns. i find it a very meaningful job, being able to create an impact on someone's life. afterall, how she fares in her exams will determine what kind of path she will take in the future, therefore, you actually play quite a major role in someone's life when you are teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so motivated now. i have been reading my past bio and chem stuffs, haha i aim to be GTL( great tutorlaurent) hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-why don't you do your best?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i will continue to be patient,trust me=)&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/34163290-536057968529031802?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/536057968529031802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=536057968529031802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/536057968529031802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/536057968529031802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/09/gtlgreat-tutor-laurent.html' title='GTL!!!(GREAT TUTOR LAURENT)'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-8038697714860226336</id><published>2008-09-15T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:05:28.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meaningful week!</title><content type='html'>firstly, a reply to my previous post,i was JUST JOKING about gigolo,please relax guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this has been a meaningful week for me. on tues, i went to back to working 2 of my previous jobs, tourguiding for Japanese students and tele-surveyor. i must say i have really lost touch on Japanese, it's been 6months since i really use them, somemore my group this time is so sianz, can't really communicate well with them. but still it's one of my best job and i love it. i enjoyed interacting with people from other countries, learning more about them, bringing them to various places like arab street and chinatown, sharing different cultures and customs. i also realized that i need to continue my Japanese real soon before i lose them all haha and after that tourguiding, i went back to acorn as a tele-surveyor, it's not that bad this time round since i calling people who wants to do survey, so minus off the nags and scoldings, it's still enjoyable except that it's so boring repeating the same questionnaire haha. but i seriously need money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thurs,chow's birthday celebrated along with tong and justin. our present was one of the best combination he has ever gotten in his life i guess, anyway grow up chow! you are 20 now! it's still okay for me to be childish until december hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went breaking-fast with my malay friends on fri, it's cool to see how their culture is so unique and special. i was told to fast with them anyway, it's really a great experience. the thing about fasting is not that you had to do with no food, it's about having to do with no water. i started at like 10am plus and all the way up to 1906 haha, since i was out the night before i went home to sleep in the morning,and my breath stinks as i wake up in the afternoon. i was so tempted to have a sip, but still i survived!=) broke-fast at some malay restaurant at upper chai chee, it's like those restaurant in m'sia where you can eat halal 'zhi char' at a reasonable price. it's really a wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more interesting thing about this week is MAHJONG WEEK! i have been playing on thurs night, fri night and afternoon. i call this the MAHJONG CAMP! hahaha i am re-discovering the game, i have not been playing it for quite some time until recently, somehow my passion and love for mahjong has just come back,i began to see the magic and wonder in it. it's like a perfection of the oriental arts. i wonder how it is first started, every rules and playing styles just fit in perfectly. why are there 4 tiles for each card, so that when one 'pongs' the remaining one is useless, and sometimes 2 person can have the same 2 tiles and then waiting endlessly for the other one to throw it out. mahjong has in fact amazed not only asians, but caucasians from europe and even america, evolving into different styles yet the fundamental playing style is still the same. as you play on, the more you will learn. how the person discard will show what kind of tiles is he playing. i am loving it more and more, i just can't get enough of mahjong! i want to keep on playing mahjong! i LOVE mahjong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously please ask me out for more mahjong! i am on a magical journey on rediscovering maj-a perfection of the oriental arts=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-your smile keeps me warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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week!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1930194085206173197</id><published>2008-09-02T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:56:21.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school hols!</title><content type='html'>strangely the holidays this sem doesn't feel like hols at all..... i don't even have the holiday mood to party or play or to even go around looking for jobs. i just know i have to go back to school and continue my major project which doesn't seems to end. but anyway at least there's something for me to look forward this time round, if it's not for OCP(overseas community project) i would have to spend my hols meaninglessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing why my hols sux, i have no money. i am utterly broke, i doubt i can even save enough for backpack Japan next year?HOW? teach me how to rob a bank,please! haha i seriously need a job that won't affect my studies and personal stuffs, come to think of it, i already got a job but i am just too sick and tired of that place,it's just so sianz and i have to check my watch constantly praying time to pass by faster. sometimes it's so busy that you can even wet your underwear,while sometimes it's so bored you can even play the 'beat that mosquito' game. i thought of working in a museum though, it would be cool, besides you can learn so much things in the museum, histories of various cultures and stuffs, but i doubt there's a part time job post over there, haiz, maybe i should just try my luck as a gigolo. LOL! just joking=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-1930194085206173197?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1930194085206173197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=1930194085206173197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1930194085206173197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1930194085206173197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-hols.html' title='school hols!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5178365880619320899</id><published>2008-08-23T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:15:26.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of MP!</title><content type='html'>finally! 1 more week to the end of MP,but i am not feeling too happy about it. somehow i don't want it to end.....lol am i crazy? haha i will still have to come back for 1 or 2 weeks for the final touch up of my project anyway lol but it's alil bit different, different groups will have to come back if their project's not done, and they can come in at different times, we can't have breakfast at the same time, we can't really leave at the same time? hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MP has been a great experience for me though, i get to know so many people, i get to enjoy myself, working and doing stupid things with so many people especially my buddy hua sheng. haha we can fight, scold, play pranks on each other almost everyday, i think we are the nosiest group in BICU1, yet we can work well together. if there's another chance for me to work with hua sheng, i will certainly join his group again. hahaha BY THE WAY I AM NOT GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i learn in MP is HOW TO BE AN ENGINEER, being an engineer is not easy at all. no wonder the diploma is worth the 2nd most compared to IT, biz, design. an engineer is so stressed, and MOST engineers smokes, haha i am not trying to find an excuse for myself though, but it's true that engineers  undergo lots of stress. they are responsible if their project cannot work after spending so much money on it. unlike software programming, there are several factors in why your circuit can't work sometimes. it may not just be wrong connection. maybe overheating, response from different i/cs or just weak connection causing noise and so on. and then engineers got to spend so much time just to troubleshoot it. they got to take note of the components they used too, to get the desirable effects. trust me, it's hard to be an engineer, salute to all engineers out there! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i will still complain about things like, why do we still need to pay school fees during in house internship or maybe why can't we get a discount  for it or why is there such a rigid system for our MP, but i still enjoy the experience in it. this is my last year doing engineering afterall, it's great to experience working like an engineer hahaha tony stark is just amazing!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best thing about MP is knowing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-5178365880619320899?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5178365880619320899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5178365880619320899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5178365880619320899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5178365880619320899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-mp.html' title='end of MP!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4208262058643320976</id><published>2008-08-16T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:00:52.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do you know it all?</title><content type='html'>i have a friend,well actually not a friend, we just happened to share the same fate of having to study in the same class,LOL(k friend lar,let's not be so mean). the thing about this friend of mine.........he likes to boast, he likes to correct people, he likes to show others that he's right. i guess to him, there's nothing more satisfying than to show people he knows everything. he seems to really knows everything, everytime we talk about some random cock, he just seems to be able to give us a short lecture of it. from circuits to cooking, bubble tea to milo, qin shi huang to spartan(actually there's alot more, i just can't remember it since i don't really pay attention to his so called lectures) , i think there's nothing he would claim not knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when we are attending our random lessons, as we pose some random questions to each other, like a fairytale godmother, he would just pop out and then give us the answer be it right or wrong. to us, he's like the so called HUMAN WIKIPEDIA(that's a nice nick for him i guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another friend of mine once asked us, is it so hard? is it really so hard for him to say i don't know?LOL! i wouldn't know about it. i think we should ask him next time. i mean IF you really don't know something, it's REALLY(trust me) REALLY REALLY okay with us, you DON'T have to say you know it when you don't, we won't hate you for not knowing something, we are all learners trying to learn and gain some knowledge from each other afterall. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the great Socrates was seen as the wisest man on earth. anyway Socrates was the founding father of philosophy, he introduced many different thinking systems and views that we still use today. he started the whole logic thinking, eg. all bugs have six legs, fly has six legs, there fore a fly is a bug.  anyway i don't know much about his stuffs, afterall his stuffs were not recorded down directly from him, it was recorded by his student, Plato who compiled his ideas into a book. anyway during that time, many people yearn to be the wisest of all, they seek the answer from the orcale  of delphi, the oracle told them Socrates was the wisest, upon hearing that, they went on to confront Socrates. but Socrates told them that the oracle must be wrong since he claimed that he knows nothing, he doesn't possess any real wisdom. what the oracle meant was that, he who knows it all knows nothing and he who knows nothing knows it all. people who claimed that they know lots of things are people who don't know anything at all. while people who knows nothing, are wiser in a sense that at least they KNOW that they don't possess real wisdom. thus they are wiser.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not trying to bring my friend down or what. i just find all this very interesting. so in the first place, why must people try to act that they know so much things in the first place. i mean is it for money?NO? is it for power?NO? is it just to show people that you are very smart?maybe yes? and if you did show to people that you are very smart? SO? what can you get? and will people think you are very smart? do you think people really think that you are very smart now? LOL! anyway i guess it gives you some confidence and personal comfort when people really thinks that you are smart, that's why we can't stop ourselves from trying to show others our capabilities, afterall we are only human.(like how i like to show off my soldering skills LOL) but maybe we should restrict ourselves. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for me i think that knowledge is very important, out of wealth, power and knowledge i will always choose knowledge. for me i would want to experience and learn as many things as possible, i want to get closer into seeking the ultimate and most fundamental question of everything. the truth and reasons for our very own existence. this is the question that started philosophy, sciences, mathematics and many more. each areas has its own ways of reaching out to the common truth in the end. knowledge is everything. so do you have it?do you know it all?hahahaha i hope this post is an interesting one=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i will let you infuriate me until you are satisfied=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4208262058643320976?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4208262058643320976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4208262058643320976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4208262058643320976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4208262058643320976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-know-it-all.html' title='do you know it all?'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1296121554900328608</id><published>2008-08-02T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:59:16.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you,kaka!</title><content type='html'>she has been here since she was just 17years old. just imagine a young girl who came here to another totally different country, trying to earn some money for her family. i believe she used to work in different places before, may it be a maid or a factory worker, working at such a young age not for herself is indeed hard on her. but she must work on in order to live a better life next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally she met us. i was only 5 years old then. but i could still remember how she first came in&lt;br /&gt;with her agent. she smiled at me, i could only smile back not knowing how she will change my life in the next 14years. as the agent was talking to my parents, she fed me my dinner and she talked to me,played with me. i was so happy about this new sister...someone to send and fetch me home from my primary school, someone to take care of me, someone who can play with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember how mischievous i tend to get when i was young. despite that, she always thought of my well-being first. i remember going somewhere else after school one day,and when she couldn't find me, like a sister, she was so worried and even cried. instead of reprimanding me, she was relieved and just glad to see me. and like any brother would feel, guilt. as a kid, she used to bring me to places which my parents or brother were too busy to bring me, she brought me to pasar malams, bedok interchanges and even tampines mall. even though these places are so simple and near, for a 7-8 yr old kid, it meant alot. and i remember how i used to pester her to take me to those pasar malam rides, and very often she would and then wait patiently till my ride's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the years passed,i grew up to be who i am today. the sucky thing about growing up is that, you tend to feel more insensitive towards close ones around you. you take them for granted sometimes. of course i have already regarded my maid as a part of my family. a sister who i called kaka all the time. i began to think that she will be around all the time. we began to talk lesser and lesser, yet regarding each other to be there forever. in a way, our bonds grew stronger yet we drifted farther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 years have passed since she first walk through my door,and now it's time for her to leave. she's 31 years old now, having saved enough money to spend her whole life in comfort, hoping to get married and live a good life with her family. she has given all of her prime years to us, all her 20s to take care of me, nurturing me to the person i am today. i am sure she would have want me to spend my prime years on her behalf too, being a responsible and good man, living my life happily to the fullest. i am sure i will not be able to be the same as i am now if not for my kaka. she will always remain as a member of the family no matter what, she will always be my kaka who guide me through my growing years, she will always be a major role in my life story. i will always remember her. i do hope we are able to keep in contact with each other and maybe see each other next time when we have the opportunity. 14 precious years of her prime......i know it cannot be gratified with just 'thank you', i wish i could have done more. but still thank you so much kaka, for these 14 years. i hope you are able to get married to a good man and live your life in comfort, having a warm family of your own. thank you kaka, we will miss you!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SJVIElCNWPI/AAAAAAAAASU/QWzwnHChdnA/s1600-h/Photo041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SJVIElCNWPI/AAAAAAAAASU/QWzwnHChdnA/s200/Photo041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230165785758750962" 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/34163290-1296121554900328608?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1296121554900328608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1646134004862056883</id><published>2008-07-30T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:01:10.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 20th birthday wee tong &amp; justin</title><content type='html'>well......like what the title says,so that i don't have to re-type it.LOL! 2 close friends having their birthday on the same week is definitely not fun for your pocket. and yes! i am finally getting decent presents for them. 2 years of busted presents,2 years of tissue papers,toilet papers,durians,pregnancy kits,disposable underwear.....finally an end to it. we have grown up! we are 20 and we are finally giving proper presents to each other to show that we are not suppose to be childish anymore.bye bye sweet 19 for them and for me soon:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am running out of ideas to write inspirational and touching stories. haha maybe only touching to me. lolx i have been writing so many of those lately. and now it's back to the same old blogging of what's happening and so on....hahah it would be boring,i don't think people will be interested to know what i do or what i eat isn't it? i have always thought that people who blog about where they go,what they do and what they eat specifically are kinda bimbo tic, i mean why would i be interested to know about what you eat or have you had your dinner already? LOL! sorry to those who blogs about that. it's just an opinion:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think hua sheng's a great teammate, he's the one who can endure all my nonsense and be crazy with me and do stupid things with me. we punch each other or kick other just because we are stress or just because we are bored. we watch fight clips during our project time. i know what's he's thinking all the time, but he only knows what i am thinking sometimes.HAHAHAHA we can talk cock about how cock nicholas is when it comes to his boasting. we can work,play and lepak together anytime. cheers to you hua sheng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SJCQMrZArZI/AAAAAAAAASM/-rvoL4SDJ_4/s1600-h/Photo021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SJCQMrZArZI/AAAAAAAAASM/-rvoL4SDJ_4/s200/Photo021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228837714857602450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will work harder for my MP now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-1646134004862056883?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1646134004862056883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=1646134004862056883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1646134004862056883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1646134004862056883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-20th-birthday-wee-tong-justin.html' title='happy 20th birthday wee tong &amp; justin'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SJCQMrZArZI/AAAAAAAAASM/-rvoL4SDJ_4/s72-c/Photo021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-338936387413211980</id><published>2008-07-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T08:04:43.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>next week!</title><content type='html'>yes! i am counting down to next weekend! i am looking forward to it! i can't wait for it!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-338936387413211980?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/338936387413211980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=338936387413211980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/338936387413211980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/338936387413211980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/next-week.html' title='next week!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7329223355767792523</id><published>2008-07-22T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T07:43:51.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the promise</title><content type='html'>the guy turned away and slowly walk off with a slight bittersweet feeling in him. the lady waited. waiting for the the guy to turn around and look into her eyes for one more time before their promise to meet again in the future. the guy continued walking on. disappointed,the lady turned and walk off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy finally gather enough courage to look into her eyes one more time. her eyes that symbolizes everything including the future. but as he turned,he could only see the lady walking off,drifting further and further away. the guy turned and continue his journey,his journey towards his next stage of life,being without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as their footsteps widens the gap between them physically,their hearts are reaching out for unison as time passes by. they thought of their conversation earlier on. they had made a promise.the promise to marry each other next time. both of them love each other. they had spent laughter,sadness,anger and joy together. but as if a game planned out by destiny, both of them had different goals and views. they had to walk a separate route in life. does it mean the end of their love? i doubt so. their love was supposed to be strong and ever-lasting. yet they are forced to make a decision now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he caressed her hair saying,' you know you will be the one that i will marry in the future.' she replied with a nod. 'you are the only one who i can think of growing old with me,but it seems that our paths are now at a crossroad,'she said. both of them decided. they would serve their commitments during their prime now, achieving what they wishes to all this while. at the end of the day, they would come back to each other, feeling the warmth in each other's arms once again. fulfilling their sweet little wish of growing old with each other. but can that promise last?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7329223355767792523?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7329223355767792523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7329223355767792523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7329223355767792523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7329223355767792523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/promise.html' title='the promise'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-666698745510778769</id><published>2008-07-19T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:27:40.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s. i love you</title><content type='html'>my weekends are so boring, i have nothing to do!not much place to go! lazy to clean up my stuffs! i can just rot and stone whole day at home haha. luckily, i have an equally emo matching dvd to accompany me through my boring weekends lol. p.s. i love you, this is one friggin good and touching movie man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie talks about how before gerry dies,wrote a set of letters to his wife holly. he knows that holly's life will be ruined after he's gone, therefore he prepares a set of letters delivering it to her in the most surprising way one by one to get her back on track. a walk down memory lane, a reminder for her to look her best, a sign gratitude to her for loving him so much thus completing his life story. and lastly, to show how much he will always loves her and will always be by her side, even though he may not be around anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sweet to have someone beside you, showing concern, taking care of the little things you have in life regardless of how you might feel for that particular someone, right? love's always unconditional and self-sacrificing, when you love someone, maybe you shouldn't expect him/her to love you the same way as you did, this is your own choice afterall. but if the other party did reciprocate your love,may it be lesser,equally or maybe even more, you can only thank the person by loving him/her even more. this is how love can grow to become stronger,well maybe? but still be grateful that the someone is there to play a part in your story, as for what kind of role he/she might play, it's up to how you yourself write it!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for playing a role in my story. hopefully a major role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-666698745510778769?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/666698745510778769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=666698745510778769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/666698745510778769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/666698745510778769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/ps-i-love-you.html' title='p.s. i love you'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4489980365882636671</id><published>2008-07-15T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:23:58.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>destiny</title><content type='html'>it's as if it's destined. the boy is lost,he asked himself,'why is it always this way, is this all part of destiny?' the boy couldn't bring himself to submit or to even believe in the existence of a destined life. once again he's at another crossroad. he has fallen into the darkness deep enough from previous failures, but he found a new hope. a new motivation for him to climb back up step by step,rejecting the darkness that will consume him if he keeps falling. he works hard, he really does. the darkness is not where he belongs, he yearns for warmth and comfort. the climb towards happiness is long and tedious, in fact he has failed to overcome several obstacles on the way up. as if it's destined, a menacing force is luring him into the darkness. but as unwilling as he is, he clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and pulled himself up even after countless defeats. yet he encounters another obstacle one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's tired. he's frustrated of facing so many obstacles while others can just breeze through the climb. does the problem lies with him? he's envious or maybe even jealous by the fact that he's always failing compared to others, worst he has never tasted success. as innocent as his thinking, he kept on believing that if he works hard, it will eventually pay off and one day he will be able to indulge in the feeling of happiness. but for now, he doubts that. he doubts the existence of happiness and success in his journey. he's hesitating. maybe destiny do really exists. 'maybe i should just submit to my own fate', he thought to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his thought of the happiness he has been trying to reach out for,the moment of joy he has been fantasizing for one last time before he slowly loosens his grip, relaxes his muscles, close up his eyes. he begins to free himself from his struggle........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4489980365882636671?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4489980365882636671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4489980365882636671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4489980365882636671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4489980365882636671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/destiny.html' title='destiny'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5334929824967244510</id><published>2008-07-12T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:48:38.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry!</title><content type='html'>i am sorry!i am sorry!i am sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-5334929824967244510?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5334929824967244510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5334929824967244510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5334929824967244510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5334929824967244510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry.html' title='sorry!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5895894944521269035</id><published>2008-07-11T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:46:32.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wooo!100th post!</title><content type='html'>finally. i have reached 100th post. it's considered a great act for me man. i can't believe my emo-ness can last me up to 100th post and still counting. this shows that i am super emo? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i thought of something new the other day. the phrase,'i will do anything just to make you notice me.' i am curious what will be people's thoughts when they hear this. i mean what will be the very first thing that will be going through their mind. in a way this phrase sounds scary and psychotic yet on the one the other hand this line may sound very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone tells you this and the actions he do are kind of extreme...maybe like the actions that's most likely will be taken by steven lim.(&lt;a href="http://www.stevenlim.net"&gt;www.stevenlim.net&lt;/a&gt; for more info)or maybe out of desperation,the person threatens to end his/her life just to make the other party notice it,it's very scary. i mean in the case of steven lim, i guess it's out of fame. but for cases of bgr, the very first feeling between each other will be love right? i love you thus i want you to notice me. but by taking such extreme actions, is love being conveyed to the other person. or is fear and irritation being conveyed instead? so if you really love this person, you wouldn't want him or her to have negative feelings towards you right? yet your love for him is possessing to the extent that you desperately wants him/her to just at the very least focus his vision on you for at least few secs.so what do you really have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of wu ke qun's 為你寫詩(writing a poem for you)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chorus goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;为你写诗&lt;/span&gt;为你静止                      writing a poem for you,being quiet for you&lt;br /&gt;为你做不可能的事                      doing impossible things for you&lt;br /&gt;为你我学会弹琴写词                  learning music for you&lt;br /&gt;为你失去理智                              losing my mind for you        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;为你写诗&lt;/span&gt;为你静止                      writing a poem for you,being quiet for you&lt;br /&gt;为你做不可能的事                      doing impossible things for you&lt;br /&gt;为你弹奏所有情歌的句子          playing the lyrics from all love songs for you&lt;br /&gt;我忘了说                                      i forgot to tell you&lt;br /&gt;最美的是你的名字                      your name's most beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you love someone very much,and by doing such sweet things to make someone notice you, then it's not psychotic and wrong anymore. i mean the extreme actions may make the other person notice you immediately,but it's fearful. yet by doing sweet things, the other person may not notice it immediately,he/she might not even notice it forever,but still...you continue to believe and do all those sweet little things for the person you love patiently, hoping one day she might just put her attention on you. that is love i guess. that is what real love is about. and i believe one day,he/she will see the effort and love in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ' i will do anything just to make you notice me' is still scary man. haha at least to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-5895894944521269035?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5895894944521269035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5895894944521269035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5895894944521269035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5895894944521269035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/wooo100th-post.html' title='wooo!100th post!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1863232063975185975</id><published>2008-07-05T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:35:08.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are...</title><content type='html'>do you know that you are the one?the one for what?&lt;br /&gt;you are the one who makes me can't sleep at night. you are the one who can't even spare my mind when i finally get to sleep. you are the one who altered reality even in my dreams. you are the last one i think one of before i go to sleep. you are the one i think of first thing i wake up. you are the one whom i try to catch a glimpse of whenever i have the chance to. you are the one who's able to link all my thoughts. you are the one who motivates me to be a better man. you are the one i think of whenever i listen to any love song. you are the one who can makes me smile to myself just by thinking of you. you are the one who makes my day. you are the one who makes me think of every possible situation to even talk to you. you are the one who makes me look forward to seeing you. you are the one who can makes me sacrifice my sleep and time just to talk to you. you are the one who makes me want to write a random letter to.(although i don't even know your address) you are the one who makes me smile just by looking at you. you are the one in my mind all the time. you are the one who makes my day. you are the one who makes me so eager when talking about the person i like. you are the one who makes me wish that it was you beside me when i am watching a movie. you are the one who i dream of holding hands with. you are the one whom i believe i can be happy with. you are the one who i am solely interested in.&lt;br /&gt; you are the who makes my day just by smiling at me. you are the one who makes me want to blog such a crazy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the one. crazy as i might sound but i am just falling too deep into your attraction. as different as we are, as similar as how different day and night are, they are still significant in making the world goes round. or maybe how you make my world goes round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cupid cupid,how i wish you have finally shot at me the right arrow guiding towards her this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-1863232063975185975?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1863232063975185975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=1863232063975185975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1863232063975185975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/1863232063975185975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are.html' title='you are...'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6741825840561904737</id><published>2008-06-29T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:24:34.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>manny pacquiao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SGc4BfSwksI/AAAAAAAAASE/-soM3Y1Bvfo/s1600-h/200px-Manny_Pacquiao_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SGc4BfSwksI/AAAAAAAAASE/-soM3Y1Bvfo/s200/200px-Manny_Pacquiao_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217200291563213506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this is manny pacquiao. so who is he? well he's a filipino boxer who has an amazing record of 52fights,47 wins,36KOs,3losses and 2wins and he has just completed his conquer for his 4th weight division champion title last night after giving an impressive left hook KO to david diaz with 26 secs left for the 9th round. and he's the only asian to win four major titles in four weight classes?(formerly WBC Flyweight Champion, IBF Super bantamweight, WBC Super featherweight and now WBC Lightweight Champion)  can you even imagine how great such an achievement actually is? constantly moving up weight divisions after proving his supremacy in the current one. by moving up weight divisions,you are actually challenging to someone stronger and packs a greater punch compared to opponents from your previous category. i just feel that he's simply amazing and of course he's the pride of all asians! go pacquiao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-6741825840561904737?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/6741825840561904737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=6741825840561904737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7745249829766756839</id><published>2008-06-27T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:07:56.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mysterious guest</title><content type='html'>hooked to this song!lin you jia's mysterious guest. hmmm so what's a mysterious guest?well it varies from each person's view. i believe that in life, for each of us,there will always be a mysterious guest in our life. this mysterious guest maybe someone significant or insignificant to you, but still they will cause a certain impact in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they creep in quietly and create an impact in you and then leave quietly. we can have lots of mysterious guest knocking on us in our life,but the purpose they serve is still the same. they maybe the crush you have been eyeing for quite some time. for so long, you hadn't notice their presence and then suddenly you just realize that she's the one for you. they crept in for so long and it only took you now to realize it. in some cases,it could be someone who's in love with you without you knowing. then when the person's not by your side anymore,it finally shows how important this person is all along and how lost you can be without him/her. the mysterious guest who leaves as quiet as how he/she enters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i found a mysterious guest of mine. someone i had not noticed all this while. i could have missed it. i was fortunate to notice it before it's too late. i wouldn't want my mysterious guest to leave, i want her to be my guest forever with no rental charge!haha! someone who gives you the feelings of having a crush back in your secondary school days, sweet,simple and innocent! someone who motivates you to do even the sianest and dreadful things. someone who makes you want to at least catch a glimpse of her whenever you have the chance. someone who can make your day simply with a smile. yes! you are my mysterious guest, and i hope that you won't walk out of my life!!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7745249829766756839?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7745249829766756839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7745249829766756839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7745249829766756839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7745249829766756839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/06/mysterious-guest.html' title='mysterious guest'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2319881851431594232</id><published>2008-06-20T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:55:27.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a friend</title><content type='html'>he was just sitting down there quietly,staring into blankness. his pretty yet innocent face shows a lonely side of him, a side of him no one ever knows, a side of him he keeps only to himself. i called out to him,'hey!'.he turned around and at that instance, i caught a glimpse of his child-like innocence,the person i should have known years ago. but the truth is, i missed it. i missed knowing such a nice person, the chances kept appearing yet i missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being caught off guard, i can see it from those eyes. those innocent eyes that talk about how sad he feels his life to be. i wonder what's going through in his mind before the very moment i called out to him. he's just thinking of something,yet this simple action speaks about how pure this boy can be. being an equally emo and maybe lonely person, i can totally feel it. resenting life for how screwed up it is, not having any chances and definitely no luck in love, what he really needs is companionship. friends being his best company, means alot to him. admit it.everyone wants someone to care and concern for them, family keeps you warm when you are at home, but in the society, it's friends who keeps you going. he yearns to create a strong bonding with his friends in his younger days, yes certainly they were nice to hang around with but it didn't work out after they headed on to different directions in life. they were not his type of buddies, it cured loneliness for 4 years but it didn't last him a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he moved on and yes he finally found it. the friends he can really count on and yet at the same time being able to enjoy whatever they are doing. i feel happy for him yet sad and regrettable that i cannot be that friend for him. i have only myself to blame for missing out such a nice friend. a faithful and true person who is constantly fueled by his passion for things. i realized how much i missed this great friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to redeem myself and at the same time retrieve the friend that i almost lost,i asked only for another meet-up before he distance himself even further away from us during his ns. if we can go back in time, i would not have missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always one of the buddies i regard as,i wish you all the best in everything you do and may it go smoothly for you.please do not show me the same eyes you have been hiding it all along:)&lt;div 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friend'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-3763752830292514784</id><published>2008-06-11T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:59:38.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the day might just come</title><content type='html'>we were sitting in a kopitiam at pasir ris area last sun,'we' being tong, xinyi, justin, jingmin and i.we were crapping and talking about all sorts of nonsense after exploring the new mall at downtown also known as the E!hub lol. all of them don't even know what's E!hub haha NOOB! lol anyway we were like talking and then we came across this topic about going our separate ways in the future. it's like i am going to pursue my studies overseas next time and then maybe jingmin is going somewhere else and then everyone of us will eventually walk our own paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean can you imagine, in the next 10 years maybe after my studies,i intend to stay there and not return to s'pore and then i'll hardly have time to even talk to my friends.maybe next time i will just see these dudes online and then type something like hey how's life, and maybe they will reply with a hmm fine how about you? and then after 3 or 4 more lines of corresponding,the conversation will just stop.that's all.can you imagine that. that's so different from how we are hanging out now, almost meeting up on a weekly basis, having never ending cocks to talk about, laughing at the slightest thing. it's sad that our friendship might be reduced to just a few lines of hi's and bye's in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day might just come. the day when all of us can no longer meet up at some random place,sit down at some random kopitiam, talk about some random topic, laugh about some random jokes and of course experience the random fun and company from each other. i love my friends, they are probably the best friends i can ever get in my whole life. i fear the day comes when i just forget about them eventually. someday i maybe with other friends and then fucking forget about this other group which i cherish dearly. i wouldn't want that to happen though, but sometimes in life, each of us just have different paths to take and then what awaits us maybe a crossroad where we are forced to walk down each path thus bidding farewell to the strong bond that we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still.we came to a conclusion, no matter how each of our paths maybe like in the future, what's important is that we should cherish our time together since we are enjoying no matter what our friendship would be like 10 years down the road.hopefully 10 or maybe even 20 years down the road, we can still meet up randomly and then do,talk and joke about every little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends rawks and i just love this group of dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-3763752830292514784?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/3763752830292514784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=3763752830292514784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/3763752830292514784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/3763752830292514784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-might-just-come.html' title='the day might just come'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2997704590154029370</id><published>2008-05-31T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T01:14:16.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miraculous alkaline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;recently,heard from tong about alkaline. i mean i know what's alkaline but now i understand what purpose this alkaline has got in my life. oil and water aren't supposed to mix. they are still separated by that irritating thin line. BUT. what happens if alkaline's added into the solution. pour some alkaline and stiiiirrrr! stronger alkaline, better results, together they form a new substance that allows both oil and water to co-exist. with the magical touch of alkaline, destiny's changed and  nature defied as our existence becomes miscible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope what i think is true then. can i even find this alkaline or maybe like a myth, it doesn't even exist in the very first place. haha this is getting emo. what's coming over me? i don't want to be emo...it's sucks...that's not me at all,right guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does desperate people always think optimistically, resulting in having a false hope. they tried to think that oh this must be it, and then goes all the way out. making them look despo. they are living in their disillusioned world, lost and not knowing what to do, and thus look despo to others. haha i think i might be one of them??????LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone should face reality more than trying to look back about those 'emo' times. it hurts but it gives you a hard kick reminding you this,'hey fucking wake up and be fucking ready to face on new things, only then you will find something that something you desire.it's fucking useless to stop and think, so why not walk and think?' escaping from reality is not what you should be doing, it only allows you to escape and then trapping you in a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a part in my phone that's always belongs to you. once in a while, i'll open it up like an excited child tearing off a wrapper from his favourite sweet. that sweet is you. but that sweet is something i can never get to taste despite knowing that will be the sweetest sweet in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off emo!&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/34163290-2997704590154029370?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2997704590154029370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2997704590154029370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2997704590154029370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2997704590154029370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/05/miraculous-alkaline.html' title='miraculous alkaline'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4716250187043466975</id><published>2008-05-29T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T05:58:03.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smack that!</title><content type='html'>oh man! what's happening to me? Youth's coming back to me again hahaha.no more uncle gimmicks,i am young again,but i still love mahjong! Where's the proof in it? hah i am addicted to club music man,think about it. Club's the thing for young adults but i am obviously not into them until now. i used to hate clubbing but now i just can't wait to club man! i don't know why,recently club music has been spinning round and round my head, and akon's sweet smile is luring me to his world of beats and moves. let's feel the music and party on! hahaha and of course SMACK THAT! i can't spend every precious weekend of mine, splurging on alcohol with justin, that's crazy! i need to move my ass,do some moves and slim down hahaha. alcohol while dancing is not that bad, but alcohol without dancing = getting FAT!&lt;br /&gt;i am getting high from just listening to the music,i can't imagine what wonders awaits me when alcohol is involved!let's groove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hua sheng is crazy on jay cutler recently. so who's jay cutler?lol sorry dudes,i won't post his pic on my blog,later no one come my blog liao, let me give you guys a link if you are interested. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;jay cutler- http://images.google.com.sg/images?hl=en&amp;amp;q=jay%20cutler&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi&lt;br /&gt;he's so crazy about him that he puts him up as his wallpaper.that's gross! LOL!hahah i just don't understand what's jay cutler's thinking. having a toned body is definitely nice but he's overdoing it...i mean what beauty does he or others see in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon.mou sukoshi!もう少し! i can feel it coming back already. my energy and motivation to continue my pre-advanced class. i think talking to Shigeta-sensei does help lol, she's cool! can't wait to discuss with her about my itinerary for my backpack!less than a year's time man! i am going to get my Lonely Planet:Japan and then plan out my route. the first step of my great, amazing, fascinating, adventurous, exciting, splendid, journey from mid-Japan down south all the way to maybe Okinawa!日本、待ってくれよ！Japan,wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major project is getting harder. scope's getting bigger. workload's increasing. deadline's nearing. communication breaking down. we are slacking. need to do something about it. well...i shall start using my greatest secret weapon.reciting my blog's URL infront of the mirror i am going to make abel and hua sheng do that.yea!why don't you do your best!let's do our best for sure this time now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye karate,hello boxing! here's a memento!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SD6nsd3M6FI/AAAAAAAAAR8/UbyTat7HSjo/s1600-h/getting+whacked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SD6nsd3M6FI/AAAAAAAAAR8/UbyTat7HSjo/s200/getting+whacked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205782601659115602" 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/34163290-4716250187043466975?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4716250187043466975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4716250187043466975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4716250187043466975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4716250187043466975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/05/smack-that.html' title='smack that!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SD6nsd3M6FI/AAAAAAAAAR8/UbyTat7HSjo/s72-c/getting+whacked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7162206549438176769</id><published>2008-05-28T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:29:22.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just like oil and water.</title><content type='html'>Oil-Any of numerous mineral, vegetable, and synthetic substances and animal and vegetable fats that are generally slippery, combustible, viscous, liquid or liquefiable at room temperatures, soluble in various organic solvents such as ether but not in water, and used in a great variety of products, especially lubricants and fuels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water-A transparent, odorless, tasteless liquid, a compound of hydrogen and oxygen, H&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;O, freezing at 32°F or 0°C and boiling at 212°F or 100°C, that in a more or less impure state constitutes rain, oceans, lakes, rivers, etc.: it contains 11.188 percent hydrogen and 88.812 percent oxygen, by weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oil and water,both liquid state at room temperature,2 of the most important fluid on Earth.Both of them gives life in each of their own way.Water is a must.People need water to survive,water is so important that it takes up a significant mass in the body. Oil, whereas is not as important, but it contains lots of elements that we need in our body too. Oil is also greatly commercially used,it's so useful and valuable. The modern world is definitely dependent on the amount of oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both being such useful and great existence in the world, yet they are forced to never mix. Both substance of great uses are NEVER meant to mix. I am sure of great wonders they'll come up with when together. But as if forced by destiny,their greatness were never meant to be discovered. Both of same importance, yet when poured together, are constantly separated by a distinguishable and clear thin line. The line is like a barrier to forever keeping them apart. Just like 2 parallel lines having their destiny running together,yet they can never touch each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and me is just like oil and water!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7162206549438176769?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7162206549438176769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7162206549438176769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7162206549438176769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7162206549438176769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-like-oil-and-water.html' title='just like oil and water.'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4727015796627506608</id><published>2008-05-23T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:56:08.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>night cycling once again!</title><content type='html'>have been so busy these past 2 weeks,i don't even have a decent time to blog,alright i actually do have the time to blog few days back,but i didn't have the photos.hmmm photos of what?photos of our mini night cycling trip consisting of hua sheng,nic,zul,nic's friend john and me! hahaha it was a crazy trip though,starting off from east coast park- indoor stadium-city hall-raffles place-lau pa sat-sgh-neil road-sentosa-harbourfront-pasir panjang-alexander road-queenstown-tanglin road-orchard-national museum-then all the way back to ecp lolx. that's hardcore and my butt hurts!but it's fun man!hahah it's a great workout for the freaking fat me!lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iron man is awesome.i can't believe it's just sooo nice.i love iron man,i love tony stark and i beginning to love engineering.this movie is amazing and it motivates me to be a better engineering student.most likely this is my last year studying engineering,i wouldn't study that when i am going to uni.so i MUST put in my best effort for my major project.build a incredibly accurate and good group screening audiometer and of course do well for my year 3.2!i am going to do my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rab bar is truly amazing,it's just a normal ktv pub but it's so nice to chill there over some booze and a few songs.people are great and fun.i am addicted.addicted to rab bar.been going there on a weekly basis and of course splurging money on a weekly basis too.i need to stop splurging on booze or cigarettes.one of them MUST go.cigarettes will have to go soon.bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelsea should have win champion's league,it's just so close and as dramatic as it seems,john terry fucking missed the crucial penalty.i mean they should have win it. but still,a good game hahaha but i can understand how he must have felt,imagine being a captain leading the team to the top from the start of this season,and then cause the team to fall deep down into an abyss, haiz.better luck next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know how to blog all of a sudden,my posts are so boring,straight to the point and not much of any fun.must be writer's block.i'll try to do better next time round!:)hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/05/night-cycling-once-again.html' title='night cycling once again!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/SDe1kd3M53I/AAAAAAAAAQM/zXZz5gHQ-5A/s72-c/DSC00524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1102226709671125439</id><published>2008-05-09T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T05:19:29.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>i am back!after 2 weeks of disappearance,i am back! actually i am just too busy to blog, haven't got a time to really sit down in front of the comp and type. well MP is still troubling and the workload seems to be the same everyday and we can only try our best to make it a good project!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harold and kumar- one of the best comedy i have ever watched.....it's so funny that you can just laugh every 2 or 3 minutes, but don't be mistaken,it's not just another brainless comedy,in fact it's quite meaningful at the back. it teaches patriotism. no matter how bad a country's government system may be, it doesn't give us the reason to hate our country for that, we should love our country just because it's our country,the place we come from and not love or hate it depending on who rules it. anyway it's highly recommended.especially the cockmeat sandwich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just shaved bald again.haha i had enough of the weather, and on impulse i just shaved it all way,why is it that when you shaved people always come up to you and asked,hey why shaved your head?i mean when you cut your hair to maybe an armani or slope hairstyle,they won't ask that wouldn't they?so why does bald head style makes them ask questions instead?IT'S JUST ANOTHER FREAKING HAIRSTYLE or maybe HAIRLESS STYLE. maybe that won't really happen in places where SKINHEAD is just so common.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion:humans are fucking curious to the extent that when they sees anything not in common or just slightly different,they'll start questioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i had it all figured out.some people are just meant to be loveless for their rest of their life maybe?i suppose i am one of them?haha i ain't complaining,just felt disappointed.i thought the signs were right,the stars were shining and the time's ripe,for me to break the curse of being single since the day i was born, apparently i was wrong and the signs were just a fickle of my own imagination.not being able to be with the person you love most is common i suppose,therefore you try to move on in search for someone whom you can love and be loved. people usually ends at this stage, because they will always manage to find that someone. but some just couldn't find that particular someone and thus got condemned into a world of loneliness?haha i have experienced so many defeats to the point that i don't even know how dreaming of a victory is like?each time i got defeated,i just lose more confidence and maybe to the point where my confidence in love goes negative,that's the day i will concede defeat in the game of love.somehow,that may be the path meant for me.a lover in none yet a loser in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hey now,hey now, don't dream it's over - sixpence none the richer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i ain't dreaming,i am just too lost to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-我连遇见那个什么人都不可能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5365972113875892479</id><published>2008-04-27T00:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T00:55:18.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MP/SIP!</title><content type='html'>woah!it's been 1 week since school reopened,and it's CRAZY! imagine everyday checking in at 0900(latest) and leaving at 1730(earliest) from mon-fri and all this time,you are trapped in a lab called CU(competency unit), all the way doing your project haha and this is for 6 months without any term break for us......:( i had to sleep early almost everyday but well still wake up a tired man, and then the bus is always packed and i can't afford to be late,so i have been walking to school after alighting at reservoir haha, maybe run to school after i buy my adidas response control running shoes for flat footed,finally a personalized running shoes for my own!!!!!!!life's hard as a flat-footer. anyway our clock in and out system has to be done by verifying our fingerprints,so no one's able to help their friends cheat through this system, school's getting smarter maybe next year they will use an optical laser scan to verify your presence just like those bond movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my MP this time round is VERY challenging,well thanks to abel for clicking everything to be challenging lol!we are doing a group screening audiometer, so what's that?it's a test to test your hearing ability and then from there,diagnose your level of hearing loss, and our audiometer have to be able to test for 10 people at the same time. SO! alot of programming and hardware patching up and testing needed, although our project's passed down from the seniors, but we have to improvise it especially on the safety aspects and maybe do it well for it to be in the market hahaha. and maybe we have to sacrifice our overseas attachment,haiz!!!althought i really want to go overseas for attachment but i also want to do well for this project and get a good grade overall anyway i will do my best!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well FINALLY got to meet up with chin wee and justin and get back what chin wee owned us,a treat! after pangsehing us the other time,he's such a f**ker lol.so went drinking after work on friday and the 1st beer tower's on chin wee,so 3 of us had 2 beer towers and 1 jug in the end but for the last jug, i was the one drinking it, like more than 80% of the jug lar. you know why? 2 stupid fools went there to gamble and in the end, justin lost 130bucks to chin wee purely on blackjack, they neglected the beer and being me, i don't waste beer, i just had to drink LOL! i even help the waitress drink when they playing with justin,so i was drinking all the way and in the end.........PULUARGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! i became a merlion for 1 night, after stepping out of the bar, i vomited like 5 times man, even when we eating prata,i only took 1 bite and i kept vomiting and just stoned there, heard from them that the prata shop uncle was quite dulan of me, in the end, they had to take a cab and send me home all the way,bring me up to my house and put me in my bed, and the next day was a serious hangover...........first time getting so drunk man!haiz! too bad drunk but was really fun hanging out with them, got to meet them more often hahaha.........moral of the story: don't gamble blackjack in a bar, 1st:you might get arrested for gambling illegally 2nd: you might neglect the beer and cause someone to get drunk over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;至少还有我的问候,我的温柔陪着你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-5365972113875892479?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5365972113875892479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5365972113875892479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5365972113875892479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5365972113875892479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/04/mpsip.html' title='MP/SIP!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-3846465243860714285</id><published>2008-04-20T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:01:08.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>intruder alert!</title><content type='html'>recently my tagboard has been invaded by some seriously bo liao people claiming to be me! i mean how can they be the great me LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!it's incomparable....so please don't imitate me because you can never attain that high level i am in now....LOL! hahahahah anyway he must be feeling damn pek chek now because he can't post any comments but i must thank him for being so hardworking,coming to my blog everyday just to tag a post trying his very best to piss me off....and when i am not at the very least pissed,he starts to duplicate more clones of me and post more using different versions of laurent LOL! hahaha what great effort he did just attempting to piss me off hahaha,  effort appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe my 7 weeks of hols just gone like that. looking back at it, i was thinking what have i been doing. first 2 weeks doing practically nothing just relieved and relaxed that exam's over hmmm maybe some intensive k-ing then after that 5 weeks of intensive work at smu working 4-5 days a week ahha and now hol's over!at least i went out of sg to a cruise in the middle of nowhere well near batam hahah deep within the vastness of the sea gambling lolx well but......&lt;br /&gt;at least i managed to slog and earn some money. Japan!Wait for me! 日本！お待ちになってください！ready to start school, and of course do my best!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;能不能够让我说我爱你...能不能够把你彻底的忘记...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-3846465243860714285?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/3846465243860714285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=3846465243860714285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/3846465243860714285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/3846465243860714285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/04/intruder-alert.html' title='intruder alert!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-3941112550883941742</id><published>2008-04-10T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:10:55.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perverted night out</title><content type='html'>i just love hanging out with my secondary school buddies, we can do all kinds of crap and talk all kinds of cock all day long! so yesterday was spent with them doing all sorts of things and of course our main objective: dining at wasabi tei!!!!! that's the first time the 4 of us can have that together after the incident whereby we were cut-queued by some liverpool guy as he brought his squad of family down when he was queuing. anyway finally we got to eat there together and of course i got to taste some quality sashimi hahahaha it's super tender and soft... i just love it...i think we got to make wasabi tei a monthly event, it's so irresistible, despite the long queue even as early as 6PM! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, first we met up at kinokuniya and while tong and i did some cheapskate reading, justine and xinyi were like 'ah sohs' chatting non-stop about their cosmetics or fashion or online spree whatever they called it...they kept correcting me that it's not about shopping instead it's online spree hahaa whatever man, it's still splurging your hard-earned money:P ahhaha and then we went on to have dinner at wasabi tei! i am so going to have sashimi again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after wasabi tei, walked around far-east and did some perverted shopping, attemping to strip off clothes from the mannequin(man living in single hood is just too desperate,but i can't use this excuse for wee tong though) and then went cam-whoring, not just the 4 of us though, it's with a CK model!!!you must be thinking OMG! YES! we took pics with the CK model and his great assets HAHAHAH let the pics do the talking man! maybe i should get a CK underwear soon. for extra comfort and excellent branding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with justin koh and then went on to swenson's. YES! we meet up with 1 intent, to grow fat! so we kept eating and eating. ordered EARTHQUAKE but should have gone for the GIANT one haiz... i think i am going to have swenson's again soon with their special student promo still going on:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was like a super mini 4A gathering with 5 people present so that's like 1/8 of the class hahah not bad sia! while on the way home we met biying who's our sec 1 and 2 classmate and so the gathering turned into a mini 1C/2C gathering with 6 people present with like 1/7 of the class present hahaha while the gathering took place on bus 65 while everyone's on their way home ahahah. biying has changed alot anyway from a quiet and shy girl to a confident and pretty lady who's not afraid to express herself, but i think all of us changed quite alot anyway, and hopefully for the better :) and my friends rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/3941112550883941742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=3941112550883941742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/3941112550883941742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/3941112550883941742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/04/perverted-night-out.html' title='perverted night out'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R_6ASPbmpyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/QGcaYm4wV1I/s72-c/CIMG1604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-8149788238940503034</id><published>2008-04-07T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T09:43:10.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the leap years</title><content type='html'>a saint once decreed that on feb 29th, a lady can propose a date to any man while the man has to accept or he will be fined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has become an old irish tradition which is actually quite romantic. they certainly can make some good customs besides brewing good stout LOL! anyway this is what the leap years is about, a love seeking idealistic young girl finally meets her destined half on her 6th leap year birthday as they face a 12 years long of obstacles meeting only once every leap year. finally get to watch this movie with bernice today, in fact i have been wanting to watch it ever since feb 29th,luckily gv's still screening it and i must say, this show is better than i had expected, in fact i seriously love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's quite true when the story tries to express that normally someone wouldn't marry the person that he/she truly loves. there is always a destined other half in this world waiting, they may never meet each other or may have shared a romantic period together yet their love wasn't able to last them for a lifetime or for some lucky ones, they may meet them and spend their lives together happily. but still it talks about how tired one can be unable to find the one, they'll normally go for someone who can settle down with them. in the leap years, both parties unable to find the one in their own life, finally found each other and right from that moment falls for each other making a promise to meet same place and time every 4 years on feb 29th. it's kind of sad and disappointing to witness so many misunderstandings and obstacles both of them encountered throughout the movie. in the end, will she forsake her choices and keep on waiting for the one she believe and will he take everything with him and return to settle down with the one he believe......take a leap of faith for both love and the magic of the leap year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe in a destined someone whom i believe will one day completely change my life...what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;您是否就是我所说的那个人？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-8149788238940503034?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/8149788238940503034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=8149788238940503034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/8149788238940503034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/8149788238940503034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/04/leap-years.html' title='the leap years'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6889912999993546647</id><published>2008-04-03T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:44:18.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>degradation</title><content type='html'>for the past 2 weeks,i have been degrading at an exponential rate.....i have been smoking, drinking eating excessively, gambling and sleeping at an early time. by early time i mean 5am or 6 am? LOL! i have done everything.....except for playing girls lar....hahahahaha i am still an innocent boy okay! within 2 weeks, went pubbing open up bottles of henessy and martell drinking barrels of beers, smoking like 2 packs of cigarettes....damn! i am so condemned LOL! i need to do something about it...i need to watch my diet and regain my fitness level....somebody, anybody, please help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the t-shirt at icb(my working place) is actually quite tight at the sleeves, it motivates me to train harder for my biceps and shoulders, haiz what to do.....people who's looks cannot make it must make it up in terms of physique and character, but as a server, it's hard to see my kind character LOL! so i can only work harder for my body....i have been saying i want to train hard...but still not much results man!haiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays ending soon, i am going to waste my life! yes! waste it before school reopens....and come school reopens i am going to be a better student, ganbarimasu!(i will do my best):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-希望你能别烦了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-6889912999993546647?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/6889912999993546647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=6889912999993546647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6889912999993546647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/6889912999993546647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/04/degradation.html' title='degradation'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2978294198894855528</id><published>2008-03-30T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:34:54.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>story of man.....</title><content type='html'>long long ago....something wonderful, strong yet full of faults was created into this world. symbolizing the masculine and dominant character of a ruler....MAN was brought into this world.......but no matter how tenacious and strong this dominator was, as if destined, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what he who truly wants will never get what he wants&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man is strong and unyielding, he has fight for centuries,millennium and even eons, he has always been victorious on the battlefield allowing him to grow in terms of mentality,physique and even possession. but every man eventually has something that he wants most, be it love,land or treasure, he can never reach it despite how determined he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experiencing countless of victories, he has never tasted failure and defeat. unfortunately his only defeat turns out to be his greatest defeat, unable to get what he truly wants, man's faults starts surfacing...desperation, fear of losing again, man has fallen. losing his will and hunger to fight and conquer again, man is afraid and no one but himself can save himself. his destined path has now split up into a crossroad. 1) the road to escape from the reality, a comfort zone for him to rest and never to fight again as a result live a condemned life. 2) the road to pick himself up and fight again, the road maybe tough and full of unknowns, and no certainty to success.&lt;br /&gt;which path will he choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, the faults of man resurfaced. unable to accept this loss for such a domineering victor&lt;br /&gt;, or should i say unable to admit his loss, he has to prove that such a loss occurred by chance and was not due to his own faults. he grows stronger and starts adapting to become better. he starts evolving, from his own reflection and improves each time he reflects back. he fights and wins and rules again. his cycle of victory just repeats and repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, man has dominated everything, everything except for one thing...the thing he truly wants. man kept on fighting believing that one day he will eventually reach it and that becomes his motivation to work even harder. but as destined, he can have the whole world but still never able to attain what he truly wants, as man just continues to fight on unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-看到你能夠這麼開心﹐真是太好了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2978294198894855528?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2978294198894855528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2978294198894855528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2978294198894855528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2978294198894855528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/03/story-of-man.html' title='story of man.....'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6184216339675907885</id><published>2008-03-27T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T13:16:38.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cruise anyone?</title><content type='html'>12 bucks is all you need for a cruise trip!yes,nothing wrong with my previous sentence,it's a freaking CRUISE trip.....lol and it's sun-thurs weekly but you could be thinking,what kind of deal is that?it's kind of unbelievable right!well 12bucks but no cabin, so first....you'll be send off from harbourfront to some ulu ulu 'middle of nowhere' international water through a small ferry in the evening and then you enter the cruise and eat your dinner which is well a buffet......a buffet that consists of 3 kinds of dishes and rice or porridge with those home made salted veg kind of dishes and the freshest thing is the packet milk LOL!!!!!!!!!! anyway after your dinner you can either do nothing, gamble or visit the bar on the cruise and first timers can even get a free jug of beer,how cool is that for only 12bucks! liquor's cheap,cigarette's cheap and a 'great' array of food for both dinner and breakfast buffet and the earliest ferry to get you back home comes at 6am...so this is like a relax chilling out place for anyone to go.....no matter who you are or what your purpose..it's certainly worth the price...come to think of it.....12bucks ain't a big price afterall LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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happened........i can no longer see it....the miracle that i have been waiting just drift further apart from me and 'pop' disappeared......just when i decided that she's the one that i really like and would willing to do so much.......it just happened......the tiny speck of light shining through my dark passage has just started diminishing and as if being sucked right into a black hole......my passage is now dark again.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's only a matter of time something like that happens,and well even if i might well have expected it,i just refused to think about it...but now i can only continue to be a good friend by your side,wishing you all the best and of course being a friend that will be there for you at all times...well look at the bright side...at least i am still close by you by being your good friend....but  i afraid that's the closest i can ever be..........it's always 只要你能愉快&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: MS Shell Dlg; font-style: italic;"&gt;你寧願做她一輩子的好朋友或做她一次的男朋友?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4386144316289971865?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4386144316289971865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4386144316289971865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4386144316289971865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4386144316289971865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='只要你能愉快'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4891513581258855526</id><published>2008-03-16T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T11:57:01.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>non-existence of a miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;miracle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;noun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;1. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;any amazing or wonderful occurrence &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;2. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;a marvellous event manifesting a supernatural act of a divine agent &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to the dictionary,this is what it means generally ,well everyone wants a miracle.....and each miracle differs with each individual.some people may want a miracle like striking lottery,or maybe a big house or maybe becoming the best of something........i was wondering if a miracle really exists,some people wait silently for such a long time only to find out that it's still a myth afterall while others managed to wait for it to happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if while you were waiting for such a miracle to happen and then you realized the impossibility of it,do you clench your fist,grit your teeth and continue to have faith in it or you do start to give up.....and even if you succeed....is it a miracle afterall or is it due to one's effort.....so do miracles exist........well i wouldn't know but i do know that my miracle doesn't exist,this amazing or wonderful occurrence that i hope for to happen may just be a miracle that doesn't exist......&lt;br /&gt;but well if miracles don't work,i will work instead of wait,if working hard gives you nothing in the end,i will pray for it,if praying means nothing,i will pray,work and wait for...i don't want to give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-no matter what is it.....it's always 只要你能愉快&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-4891513581258855526?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/4891513581258855526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=4891513581258855526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4891513581258855526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/4891513581258855526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/03/non-existence-of-miracle.html' title='non-existence of a miracle'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-774057943352121714</id><published>2008-03-12T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:53:59.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>greek masterspieces from the LOURVE!</title><content type='html'>i saw,i went and i conquered!i finally saw the ancient greek masterpieces flown in from the GREAT LOURVE DU MUSEUM in paris! lolx seeing those sculptures is like going back to the ancient period,i mean i am not exaggerating, going back in a sense that it makes you feel what is it like to be surrounded with so many artifacts from that period and you will start asking yourself things like hmmmm how is it to live like them and why do they have to live like that and what kind of role would i play if i am back in that ancient period.....................it's like a philosophy, you tend to think about the way of living and compare it with the period you are living in and from there learn something about it.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha only justine and i went for the exhibition and lucky justine having free admission since it was some women's day or something like that.......justine,must thank me! hahahah anyway saw lots of things but regretted not having to borrow a camera from others as the photos quality of my cam sucks and i couldn't load it into the comp anyway there are like 4 main sections starting from like the beginning of athens,the education system and working class in athens,the spirit of competition from athens which evolves into the current olympics and lastly the impact of religion in athens,actually my description might not be so accurate hahaha i am trying to remember what i saw there lolx! anyway the religion in athens has the greatest impact on me and people in athens are just so superstitious and it creates such a huge impact in their daily lives,and yes we saw sculptures Eros(cupid),Ares(god of war),Aphrodite(god of love and beauty) and even Apollo(dragon slayer) lolx greek philosophy and mythology is just fantastic!highly recommended,go national museum and have a look at the greek gods before they start to leave this 16th march haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-sometimes even when there's a wall in front of you,it's a clear dead end,you would still run forward and try breaking the wall down even if you already know you might injured yourself, because deep down there is still a slight hope in you that you might just break open the wall and walk down the path with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-774057943352121714?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/774057943352121714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=774057943352121714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/774057943352121714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/774057943352121714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/03/greek-masterspieces-from-lourve.html' title='greek masterspieces from the LOURVE!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7606706042675549336</id><published>2008-03-08T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:20:15.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>overnight basketball challenge</title><content type='html'>it started out with a call......on friday morning,i was still sleeping,ryan from karate called if i was playing tonight for this basketball overnight challenge organised by tp sports club,since i was still sleeping i was quite frustrated and said like ah nonono,then went back to sleep.after i wake up i checked with hua sheng and then he said something like eh your name inside,wah i was more bek chek!!!!why is my name inside when i didn't even sign up,anyway i went to tp to meet jingmin for lunch first as they hua sheng and zhongli kept persuading me to join,and in the end i joined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we joined under the name of karate, our registration fee's free but it's like only 5bucks a team and then what surprises me later on was the GOODIE BAG!hahaha we got a goodie bag each containing a towel,a wristband and a fila originally 38bucks t-shirt LOLX!it's freaking worth it lar hahahah anyway we play the round robin with teams in our division.....there was like team akido,team track and field and even team schoolteam(since they are made up of bball school teams)LOLX! haha anyway we win some but lose some so we thought we won't be playing in the finals,so we gladly proceed on to the night bbq,YES there's a night BBQ TOO!hahaha but quite budget lar,they give you food like patties and you tiao to bbq lolx.....but for $5 /team,it's super worth it lolx.....anyway there's a 1v1 and 3 point shootout challenge later on,and yes as expected i lost in the 1v1 challenge HAHAHA and my teammate also lost in the 3point shootout so we were like yeah finally getting done with it,and was about to leave when the organiser said all teams have to play for the finals.......it turned out that the round robin matches was to filter the good from the weak,then the weak can play with themselves and the good play with themselves, and yah lar of course we are in the weaker division hahah something like champion's league and fa cup hahaha but luckily we managed to get second place in the weaker division and well our prize was a 100bucks nike voucher which we split to 20bucks for our team hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly for the weaker teams in the better division,they are stronger than us,but they are not that good in the better division and thus,they lost and didn't get anything,they could have act noobish and then K everyone in the weaker division haha well glad that i came man.......slogging my life out playing bball from 9pm to 6am in exchange for wristband,t-shirt,towel,bbq and $20nike voucher LOLX!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hope that  your 冷戰 is over and that you have no problems handling your assignment!=)&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/34163290-7606706042675549336?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7606706042675549336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7606706042675549336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7606706042675549336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/7606706042675549336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2008/03/overnight-basketball-challenge.html' 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the police and stop this man from carrying out his evil plans....so as to make this place a safer and better place to live in:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R8wq1Pk0QbI/AAAAAAAAANc/1UVSiFHzk1U/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R8wq1Pk0QbI/AAAAAAAAANc/1UVSiFHzk1U/s200/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173557166144242098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R8wq1vk0QcI/AAAAAAAAANk/Sf_0LBIXEhE/s1600-h/1011847c8fe1271ef5ch7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R8wq1vk0QcI/AAAAAAAAANk/Sf_0LBIXEhE/s200/1011847c8fe1271ef5ch7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173557174734176706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" 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SHIOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!hahaha i am really glad it's over.....it will be next year around this time that we will be having exams again hahahaa,so i have to look forward to jobs and major project lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched L change the world after our papers haha,not bad man,it's like they previously set 23 days left for L,but they added another storyline to it and luckily it's not a anyhow think of storyline,it's quite interesting in fact,and L have to solve this case being streetwise and using some social skills  or should i say babysitting skills;things that he lacked......lolx so well,it's recommended!actually some Japanese was infront of us,but i think they would have preferred to watch in Japan bah,because some dialouge was in english and french,YES FRENCH,L speaks fluent french hahahahaa and during these dialouge,there's only english and chinese subtitles,haha it's like alittle frustrating to read Japanese subtitles in my case,especially when the subtitles are flashing so fast haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to K afterwhile,shiok man after exams K到痛快﹗hahaha and many thanks to swee lee,my teacher who taught me a little about singing hahaha, i will train hard so that i can sing better with you when are back the next time:) (that message was not meant for swee lee) anyway i can't wait to K again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-hope you have a safe trip and take care:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-1954189104128725223?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/1954189104128725223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=1954189104128725223' title='0 Comments'/><link 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you have spent for something is finally paying it off....i am going to work harder for Japanese!:) but in the meantime it's about school exams:( haha haiz i am still left with 1 paper hahaha finally after struggling through this week,i am only left with one more paper,yet the hardest and has got the most facts to be memorized.....arghhh!every semester,during the last paper,just when it's like 1 more min to the end of the last paper, the feeling is totally different....i don't know how to describe it!when the invigilator announced STOP WRITING! wah even if you haven't finished writing, you will gladly comply since it's the last paper,you will just heck care and pass it up hahahah and yea! exams over haha,it feels as if all your hardwork has been paid off!alright i will look forward to that moment tomorrow, and this time i will remember my water bottle.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left my water bottle in the clubroom today,then since it was a 0930 paper,i didn't eat anything so at 1100,i was cold,hungry,thirsty,tired and sleepy(slept at 4am),i  really thought i have no strength to continue sia hahah at that point i almost got knocked out sia....SERIOUS! hahaha but the thought having to eat prata soon and some other motivation kept me alive....hahaha yes!!!!! i just crushed the paper and kick it away after it hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally went to eat Jalan Kayu Roti Prata with xuan,lolx have never tried that before though,hmmmmm it was nice and the indian can even speak fluent chinese hahah excellent service efforts!hahah but the place was super uulu!hahaha it's as if it's m'sia sia the whole street lolx haha anyway off to chiong for my last paper:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;-只要你能愉快&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-5467976498816820845</id><published>2008-02-21T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T02:41:31.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>study week!</title><content type='html'>oh!!it's study week and i hate study week......it's friggin stressed lol!i have to force myself to make notes...arghh and there are just so much to study!!!arghhhhhhh!!!!often while you are studying....the thoughts of hols approaching keep appearing in your mind.....and that makes it even harder for you to concentrate....arghh!!!!!!!study week comprises of late night at airports,mac EVM and breakfast,early buses to go home and lots and lots of notes making.......... and my Japanese test is just right before study week....what can be more stressed......lolx!it's like i am taking 5 papers instead of 4!arghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!i must &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:MS Shell Dlg;" &gt;努力!!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may this 2 weeks be over soon.....but a part of me doesn't want these 2 weeks to pass so quickly....because it also means the departure of someone haha and i have to wait for a long time again hahaha,too stressed from the exams...better not think too much....just chiong finish and be a happy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for MP,i wonder how it will be like being locked in a lab 8hrs a day for 5 days doing project everyday,no lessons,no test and no exams.....sounds like fun isn't it....the only bad thing is you will have to wake up early for it.....hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,what you do and think might reap totally different results.......you work hard for something to go this way but it went the other way because some things are just not possible i guess......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:MS Shell 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1648103841753768556</id><published>2008-02-10T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:39:23.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy cny!!!</title><content type='html'>yo 恭喜發財 hahaha happy cny!what crazy 4 days i have spent......from 初一 to 初四﹐everyday sleep only a little and spending most of the time gambling and gambling hahaha 新年就是要吃﹐喝﹐賭﹐嫖 opps i mean 玩 hahahaha haiz it's like you have spent 4 days playing and having fun and now you have to look forward to last week of school and then study week and finally exams week......this sux!!!!!!!!!!i am already missing the fun....haiz got to do my mct project and then find a way by hook or by crook get it done on wed with so many odds against me haiz long story let's hope that i can pass this module smoothy......i just can't understand computer language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway new year calls for new year cards.......i think xinyi and i really try to promote the chinese custom of chinese new year around not only locally but globally!haha we are sending some CNY cards to our Japanese friends in Kumamoto LOLX!isn't it cool to tell them about CNY and sending a card to show them what our custom is like.....isn't it cool to promote cultural exchange...better then sending each other things that can be bought in their country or receiving things that can be bought over here......hahaha now this is what i call a REAL culture exchange hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch CJ 7 with tong,yi and justin today.....light-hearted comedy with a bit of touching element....hahah nice nice....stephen chow did it once again.....i thinks he's good.....he can make movies that make people laugh,cry and feel good in just 1 movie.... too bad he's old.......not much productions and too bad wu meng da is not in this CJ 7,what a great tag they have made hahaha and too bad his hair all turn white due to stress.....haha anyway CJ 7 is nice,go support stephen chow and his movies,can't wait for his next hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let's hope that this will be a great year for everyone,some pics from 拜年-ing and of course our CNY cards hahahahah happy CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R69QijBdVAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wgwPAmyPxr0/s1600-h/CIMG1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R69QijBdVAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wgwPAmyPxr0/s200/CIMG1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165435852064379906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R69ScDBdVCI/AAAAAAAAANM/LnLVJVrVyhs/s1600-h/CIMG0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R69ScDBdVCI/AAAAAAAAANM/LnLVJVrVyhs/s200/CIMG0992.JPG" alt="" 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cny!!!'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R69QijBdVAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wgwPAmyPxr0/s72-c/CIMG1001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-4964107263671891428</id><published>2008-02-04T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T08:54:57.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>work as a telesurveyor again!</title><content type='html'>yo i am back! back from a 2-weeks job as tele-surveyor!yea....it's tele-surveyor again.....what a boring and cruel job.....i mean although it's nice to just sit down and call and use your mouth to repeat the same old lines for like few hours.....but then think of the cons....people scolded at you for no reason...you got shouted at.....and worst of all...they hung up on you before you can even do anything much....and YES! s'poreans are actually quite unfriendly.......i mean we are just doing a survey...so chill it man.....take it easy...why do they have to shout and scold at us as if we are trying to steal something from them......haiz.....it's hard being a tele-surveyor....especially when you are a guy! hahaha yah and if you are a gal with sweet nice voice....you are going to do it well.....that's for sure....girls should really start filling up for tele-surveyors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a nice 2 weeks though working with jie shi,justin,chin wee,shawn and sometimes wen wei at acorn....haha just like the good old days at TNS just that ginny's not around....lolx.....yea lots of jokes,complaints and fun stuffs going on.....just love working with them:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-7870139162133638399</id><published>2008-01-23T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T09:16:43.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the amazing race!</title><content type='html'>over 4 continents and 10 countries.....the race around the world is indeed amazing!sadly we have come to an end of the amazing race 12....it's been a long time since i hooked on to this show....i remember being a fan of this show when it just begun it's first few seasons when i was in sec 4.....i still remember how fascinated i was by the show and were constantly talking about it but after a few seasons,my enthusiasm started to wear off and i didn't watch any amazing race until this current season.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it started few weeks back when i had nothing to do and since it's the first episode for this season, why not just watch it i thought....and after that very 1st episode.....it all came back! my passion,my enthusiasm and simply my interest came rushing back to me.......i was once again fascinated by the creation of this game......a race around the world with various tasks and obstacles......a race that neither guarantee the fittest to win  nor the smartest to win....it's a race about teamwork,bonding,being street-wise and of course physically and mentally fit for any situation and task given in the race.....after the first episode, i was once again hooked and i was even more impressed by Ronald &amp;amp; Christina.....an asian american father and daughter team.they did not do very well in the first few legs but you can notice a steady rise in their pace and rankings as the game moves on...... maybe i was attracted to them at first by their asian identity(well i am actually very proud of my asian heritage) but as i watch their performance.....i just got more and more impressed and i really like this team alot,more than any other team in the whole amazing race season 1-12 haha way to go man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so....we have finally came to an end for this season of the race....i will seriously miss this season alot,it just bothers me when i know that i am not able to watch this great season anymore cause this season is simply the BEST! especially with Ron and Chris around.....i will miss the feeling of having to get home before the show every wed and the adrenaline i had even when i was just watching the show.....Ron and Chris was in the FINAL 3!and they have been leading throughout the final leg but stumbled upon the road block which give TK and Rachel a few minutes lead which eventually leads to their victory.....it was really very close.....Chris was so close in solving the puzzle,but her doubt on whether a man is an animal or not prevented her from solving it and instead delaying it giving TK and Rachel,but damn they were just soooo close!but they were still happy the fact that they are able to complete this race with each other having to become a better family member to each other,strengthening their bonds and of course sharing this great experience with each other...quoted from Ron "although i didn't get to finish with 1st place but i know i came in with 1st place in my daughter's heart" and from Chris "the thing that kept me going was to know that my dad is receiving me at the top" when she struggles to climb a glacier wall......i think that's very touching and amazing....seriously we can learn so many things in the amazing race.....we can learn more about the world,traveling,lifestyles and cultures of different people and also moral values and leadership qualities found in some teams......the amazing race rawks...it's one of the best show around i will be looking for season 13 although i am pretty convinced this is the best one....haha amazing race is great, it's and AMAZING race after all=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R5d2L2Q9NjI/AAAAAAAAALU/-QcNGhOQqas/s1600-h/Ron+and+Chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R5d2L2Q9NjI/AAAAAAAAALU/-QcNGhOQqas/s200/Ron+and+Chris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158721844093466162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic on this great team that i love hahah RONALD &amp;amp; CHRISTINA!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-7870139162133638399?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/7870139162133638399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=7870139162133638399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6000186604976776084</id><published>2008-01-18T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:51:37.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to 黄金路</title><content type='html'>this is it.....this is the best,the best of the best.......over 25 years of broadcasting....mediacorp has once again create a phenomena that one thought was lost after shaung tian zhi zun(the unbeatables),HUANG JIN LU(黄金路) IS THE BEST! i can't believe i can be so crazy over this show......it has all the elements of a big production,the plot is absolutely interesting and realistic.....it clearly depict how the rivalry of 2 brothers from a grudge from the last generation turn into a no way out situation. one being a morally upright gangster and the other being a scheming ruthless scum cop......i wonder how the ending will be like..... if the cop is a good guy and the gangster is a bad guy...of course the good always wins and the cop will win and live happily ever after....but this time the cop is a bad guy yet the gangster is a good guy....but the ending cannot be allowing the gangster to live happily ever after because afterall he did got involve in some crimes and killing....so how will the story ends...........................i can't wait for monday.....the day of judgment...... i have been restricting myself so that i can reach home at 9 everyday to watch huang jin lu and so it will be the same for monday....i just can't wait...at the same time...sad to know that it will be over soon.....i can't help but to really feel that lee nanxing is one hell of an actor....friggin good in no matter what kind of roles.....and when he gets on that big suit of him...he certainly have that 王者 look especially with his old school oily combed backwards hair haha i think he's just amazing.......and of course all the cast of 黄金路 too........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally realize something.......黄金路 is not just about any path of gold.....all along have you seen any road made of gold in the show?no right.....it finally dawns on me that it's about the 路 of the 黄 family and 金 family................thus 黄金路.....the cross path of both families.... that's what the show is about and that explains the title.....whoa!revelation just before the last episode...... i can't help but be impressed and mesmerized by the wonders of it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will certainly miss 黄金路 and also amazing race ending this wed....anyway i will be rooting for christina and ronald....love them since 1st episode......hahah it will be a sad week for me....haiz....good bye my love,黄金路 and the amazing race...... i will never forget how much of an impact you guys have caused in my life....thank you so much!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R5DIcxZhjdI/AAAAAAAAALM/3LoBhhSeokM/s1600-h/huang+jin+lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R5DIcxZhjdI/AAAAAAAAALM/3LoBhhSeokM/s200/huang+jin+lu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156841969961504210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting the best drama ever,黄金路......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-6000186604976776084?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/6000186604976776084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=6000186604976776084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1761034780136243762</id><published>2008-01-07T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T08:58:19.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year 2008!</title><content type='html'>haha happy new year!happy 2008!haha i know it's kinda late but still hahahah happy new year.....and let this year be a greater year than the previous one and of course let's work harder for this year,everyone!!!!!!!i am actually abit lost about some issues in 2007 but well my mind's made up and i know what i shall do and what i want to do hahaha and of course work hard for it though it seems kinda impossible.....haha i think i need to adopt a stronger and more optimistic attitude though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the difference between wanting to be at the top and wanting to surpass the top' i find this line quite meaningful,let's say there are 2 contenders for a championship, one of them admires the champion and wants to be like the champion while the other impressed by the champion yet he wants to surpass him.....the difference in attitudes can actually determine the winner, you wouldn't want to be at the top, you would want to surpass the top........isn't it....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new eve celebration is something like well fun in a way but also abit sianz,we didn't do much partying though haha but well at least there was something to do haha and thanks to some performance by koh justin as usual!watch some fireworks at marina and then went on to clarke quay partying alil' and chill till morning haha ain't that bad eh anyway happy new year people!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4JrzxZhjAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TfJWHgrQpZc/s1600-h/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4JrzxZhjAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TfJWHgrQpZc/s200/IMG_2213.JPG" alt="" 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4JrzhZhi_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RkDGykGCCqM/s1600-h/IMG_2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4JrzhZhi_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/RkDGykGCCqM/s200/IMG_2198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152799456548195314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4Jr0RZhjBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CXYFDcvAxdc/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4Jr0RZhjBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/CXYFDcvAxdc/s200/IMG_2214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152799469433097234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics from our christmas bbq at xuan's house hahah!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T6SBZhjXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Fh1v_zyXd-M/s1600-h/CIMG0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T6SBZhjXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Fh1v_zyXd-M/s200/CIMG0608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153519061138771314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T6QhZhjTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/a4LhvlYzfes/s1600-h/CIMG0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T6QhZhjTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/a4LhvlYzfes/s200/CIMG0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153519035368967474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T6RBZhjUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ONxRTJlDnkM/s1600-h/CIMG0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T6RBZhjUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ONxRTJlDnkM/s200/CIMG0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153519043958902082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T8FRZhjYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/t0Sp3FowuAM/s200/CIMG0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153521041118694786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T8FhZhjZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rZMtsMk7r0g/s1600-h/CIMG0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T8FhZhjZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rZMtsMk7r0g/s200/CIMG0612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153521045413662098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T8GRZhjaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pDHKeTN9ab8/s1600-h/CIMG0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4T8GRZhjaI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pDHKeTN9ab8/s200/CIMG0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153521058298564002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R4JrzxZhjAI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TfJWHgrQpZc/s72-c/IMG_2213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6981601217938042292</id><published>2007-12-26T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:58:21.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>hohoho merry christmas!!!!!sorry to blog merry christmas when it's already 26th haha but still......&lt;br /&gt;this christmas was fun and well i could say organized unlike previous year where we had no plans and it's either rot in town and then go xuan's house and stoned&lt;br /&gt;fortunately we sort of had a plan this christmas....yay!3 musketeers decided to do something about it....lek,tong and tine planned for a bbq,we discussed till the late(wee hours of the night),we constantly message each other on any updates and of course tried to call as many people as possible and yay!we did it.....at least there's bbq,there's some games and nice food for everyone...we even had a gift exchange LOLX with some great gifts of course.......not only that...even KOH.JUSTIN the great performer was invited to perform and act stupid or maybe not act stupid just by being himself.....he brought us lots of laughter and enjoyment....way to go man....acting drunk,having water bombs exploded onto himself and constantly going all out with his jokes.....guess you are one step nearer to being a comedian,dude hahaha and of course the whole bbq end till like 2 am guess it's a good celebration this year.....we shall try harder for next year hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new way to get tanned.....play tennis from 11am-1pm and tadah! i am so red now....hahaa way to go for a tanner body lolx.....anyway just realized that if you go for suntanning today.....not only your body will feel hot and uncomfortable....your t-zone will get extremely oily....haha another thing to take note for suntanning babes and dudes.....so enjoy a good tan and be prepared to give your face a good scrub:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love the tv especially shows that has been airing,survivor:china,amazing race and huang jin lu hahaha I LOVE TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!anyway survivor has come to an end last week.....was abit shocked to see todd as the winner was rooting for my love courtney.....anyway todd played a fucking great game anyway....damn cunning but well this is life....i just love how humanistic characters are being portrayed in the show....how cunning humans can get and what can people do in order to win,how desperately they can cling on to something...reality shows rawks.....&lt;br /&gt;i just love courtney from survivor,she's cute,bitchy and straightforward,at least she's truthful to herself and it's incredible she lasts till the very end...well good luck my love!hahaha here's a pic:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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19!!!!!!!!!lolx but seriously being 19 doesn't really makes any difference with being 18 haha i could still the same old thing like clubbing,boozing yet still restricted by certain 21 and above acts haha....it makes no difference to me especially when i have got people saying that i look 23 and above,that's crazy and sad..........i don't look that old right?hahhaor do i??&lt;br /&gt;haiz if i really look that old...then being 18 or 19 makes no difference haha haiz....some people just have a early maturing face lolx....&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had a fun and great birthday starting from like 12am lolx and thanks to everyone who had wished me a happy birthday be it on time or belated!thank you!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;went for movie with tong and andy at cine during the wee hours of my birthday haha watched the warlord.......haha great show with interesting morales haha i know it's history and such events really took place but it's kinda stupid how things end for the 3 brothers i mean they are heroic and great in their own way but still dumb enough to deserve such ending but nevertheless...it's still a very nice movie......&lt;br /&gt;anyway had dinner that night with min,tong,chow,yi,justine and even shaoting &amp;amp; meihui........LOLX!thanks guys for organising the dinner yeah....enjoyed it totally.....we dine at some restaurant near chomp chomp i think it's manna restaurant....it's like this small and cool restaurant that serves great and filling western food,it has this home-country ambience, great restaurant.... don't mind going back again man hahaa...even the lady boss is good she treats me to some ice-cream since it's my birthday.....brought my bailey's choc mint along and had everyone getting a little tipsy after the meal,but yea it was fun camwhoring,talking and doing all sorts of lame things.we went to chow's house to cut the cake when justin came and join us for it,couldn't get justin drunk though haiz...not enough booze.....lolx i had 3 birthday cakes that makes up the no. 19 LOLX! and yea i am really 19 now!hahaha thanks everyone!!!!!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R26aPhZhi8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Eqbn9rddduk/s1600-h/CIMG0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R26aPhZhi8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Eqbn9rddduk/s200/CIMG0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147221015585196994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R26YOxZhi4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fYkTTW5dDMI/s1600-h/CIMG0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/R26YOxZhi4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/fYkTTW5dDMI/s200/CIMG0498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147218803677039490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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more motivated to work hard hahahaha thanks to max's pics haha too bad Shota's leaving,can't really learn from him anymore.....haiz....but still i will train hard and be on par with him someday haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i am sure you know of those vending machines that dispense drinks in a cup,for eg milo,coke,100plus for like 40 cents or 50 cents those old school machines....well please be careful of it man....i was like buying this 50cents coke after tennis at Shota's place.....and when i was like like drinking happily and then suddenly i bite onto something like a soft shell and sweet juice flows out.....and i was like WTF i immediately spit it out and guess what it was........IT WAS A BIG ANT-LIKE INSECT AND I WAS LIKE STUNNED AND ROOTED ONTO THE SPOT FOR LIKE 1MIN!and when i began to come round.........one of the legs is still in my mouth....and i have to like spit for so many times to ensure myself that it's alright now.....adding up to my surprise.........i found out that there were still 2 more ANT-LIKE INSECTS in the frigggin drink....totally disgusted by it......i can't believe this man....it's like a cute young innocent boy who's just thirsty 'tonk' 50cent for a small cup of coke.....and he almost drank one insect not only that...he discovered 2 more in it....this is certainly a shock too big for him to deal with...it's like an ordeal that he had just survived and will have to live with it for the rest of his life being haunted by the insects of the vending machine......NEVER NEVER NEVER buy drinks from that kind of vending machine man!!!!!!!!NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!that poor boy has got to stop thinking about it and rest for the day now....after what he had been through.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-3305474071554652114?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-6919179408656896411</id><published>2007-11-12T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T08:40:01.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heroes.....</title><content type='html'>ok so i am here....as you can see i was being pestered to update by this esther peh.....are you happy now LOLX!!!&lt;br /&gt;whooo i have low blood pressure man 107/65(i think) lolx and low heartrate of 65 only....haha i AM FIT!i am the exercise type HAHAHAHA!i need more exercise,just abit more and 6 pack!!!!!hahaha and i am not bragging LOLX!maybe like 1-2 more months ahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;heroes.......a new drama on ch 5.....frriinggiiiin amazing....about some peeps discovering new powers and so their quest begins.....very nice and Ali Larter's just toooo hot to be true man lolx oh yeah i love Ali Larter....haha can't believe she's 31 though hahaha.....alright i am either going to get that heroes dvd from my friend or just stay home every monday night whoooo and yea i think that the 9pm show tonight was great....last episode already haiz....but very sweet lolx....oh man i am such an introvert....staying at home all day to watch tv hahaha and there's even 風林火山 on crunchyroll that i am stuck to.....................................TV RAWKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-6919179408656896411?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/6919179408656896411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=6919179408656896411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me,seriously i don't remember doing anything much last sem....maybe just inform class about some make-up lectures and so on.......BUT come this sem.......IT SUX!!!!!!!my bo chap attitude must change.......the teachers seem to pay extra attention to class reps......first thing first....who's the class rep.....erm where's the class rep....okay i'll pass this transparency to the class rep.....arghhhh i have so many things to do....i have even got to call some absentees to ask them go look for teacher.....and BEST of all keep all the tutorial transparencies until maybe like end of this sem.........so i can have all the tutorial answers ready anytime LOLX!so many things to do,arrange time for make-up lessons with teachers......do some CCN day stuffs something like a campus carnival awwwwww it's not easy to be me............i only a man.......with a puma green bag...... it's not easy to be me.......class rep is not suited for slackers like me........i need to GET a LIFE!!!!!!!!!&lt;div 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rep'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-1515871478167547514</id><published>2007-11-01T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:26:18.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dir en Grey!!!</title><content type='html'>i just seem to find Dir en Grey being more and more interesting.....JUST WHAT ARE THEY THINKING!!!!!!!they name their album 'Marrow of a Bone' and ' Withering to Death'.....i mean think about it....marrow of a bone......haha sounds weird but super catchy......and to think about deep down in the marrow of a BONE.....ever wondered how you will feel if someones come up to you and say....i'll love you to the marrow of your bones!!!is that a good thing....or is it scary....hahaha should be good right...loving you deep down even into the marrow of the bones!!i am currently hooked on to this song...the FINAL....and why is it called the final....lolx well it's because it's the FINAL time he will cut himself(from the song's perspective).......because the song keeps saying he is afraid to die so everything he can't seem to succeed in cutting himself...and this time he will cut himself STRAIGHT.........and just for the record....ALL DeG's songs have no happy endings.....everything is so dark....their theme is dark....their music is dark....even their performance is dark.......&lt;br /&gt;song names like Agitated Screams of Maggots.....interesting name right but how in the world do they come up with names like this and i have seen some live done by them....they are just fucking incredible.....they jam and rock like no one's business and having such a large fanbase in europe and states.....you can be sure how good their music is......they are sooo high and the crowd is like in a state of madness......the band was like headbanging and crashing....Kyo likes to do crazy things on stage.....he loves to cut himself...yea FOR REAL!!!.......he takes out this small blade and begins slashing himself furiously........and he's into fish hooking.......a technique of trying to force your facial features apart by using your fingers to tear it out through your mouths and nostrils....and he usually ends up in blood all over his face and body.....but he still sings and shouts crazily.....i think he does have suicidal thoughts, he keeps thinking and writing about it......but he's seriously great as a vocalist.....DeG NEVER fails to entertain......i just love DeG and yeah maybe to the marrow of their bones!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-1515871478167547514?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2414516078099811924</id><published>2007-10-21T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:01:24.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as long as i have.....</title><content type='html'>back!finally after a short period of MIA,i was just too lazy to blog hahaha and uploading pictures is driving me mad......i just can't figure out how people post theirs pics up perfectly....some kind soul please help me,alright?this is the reason why i have not uploaded some of my JSXP pics....lolx there's alot to choose from(of course having me inside while being good-looking reduces the range) and when i am uploading it's seriously tedious and frustrating.ARGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,have you met up with people who are easy-going with almost anything and that they always agree or say anything when you ask them like for e.g. how about going to this place or what,&lt;br /&gt;actually they are not exactly as easy-going as they are....in fact they usually have this great bond with something and thus they are easy-going with other things...complicated eh but it's like this actually.....&lt;br /&gt;Friend A:hahaha(just laughing to some joke while munching on her favorite donuts)&lt;br /&gt;Friend B:so how about some movies later?&lt;br /&gt;Friend C,D,E:sure!&lt;br /&gt;Friend B:hey A,what about you?&lt;br /&gt;A was obviously still in a nirvana having to experience such a great donut&lt;br /&gt;Friend A:oh haha ok yah anything&lt;br /&gt;then saying it to herself,"as long as i have my donuts with me."&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean.......they are very easy-going and so on.....AS LONG AS THEY HAVE WHAT THEY WANT.......but if you take away their precious something....they will HATE you for life and the hurt that you have done to them is unmeasurable great even though it maybe something easy like taking one of their donuts&lt;br /&gt;aren't these type of people cute and innocent....they are so nice,they let you arrange everything and they follow you with no complaints......AS LONG AS THEY HAVE WHAT THEY WANT WITH THEM..............they are so nice and they are like in their world of their own....so sweet and naive....it resembles luna lovegood of harry potter isn't it.....awww man!!!i want a wife like that.....hahaha anyway to tell you the truth i just saw someone like that yesterday,she's gorgeous and yet at the same time bear the innocence of a child........i am so mesmerized........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!read the whole of harry potter series finally!i am a survivor....i still remember how i almost give up few years back while reading the goblet of fire....and cool ending though abit sad.........i just feel that this someone shouldn't have die and he should deserves more happiness and understanding when he's still kicking.......but still a great hero.....haha i don't want to say who is it......i am understanding and do not want to give spoilers unlike my friend esther peh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway school starting tomorrow......haiz........do our best for it!!!!!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Rxsib5LYz7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wOJQY03c9tQ/s1600-h/IMG_8671.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Rxsib5LYz7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wOJQY03c9tQ/s1600-h/IMG_8671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Rxsib5LYz7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wOJQY03c9tQ/s200/IMG_8671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123726863664467890" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsicZLYz8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/8IgYwdRW6mM/s1600-h/IMG_8923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsicZLYz8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/8IgYwdRW6mM/s200/IMG_8923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123726872254402498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Rxsic5LYz9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/RZ5uwPYJtGw/s1600-h/IMG_9221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Rxsic5LYz9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/RZ5uwPYJtGw/s200/IMG_9221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123726880844337106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsidZLYz-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/jKJ7IFb1pa4/s1600-h/IMG_9576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsidZLYz-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/jKJ7IFb1pa4/s200/IMG_9576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123726889434271714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsidpLYz_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/8HmyvgnvEF4/s1600-h/IMG_9868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsidpLYz_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/8HmyvgnvEF4/s200/IMG_9868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123726893729239026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsjIpLY0AI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rlBrG41jpIU/s1600-h/IMG_9875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RxsjIpLY0AI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rlBrG41jpIU/s200/IMG_9875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123727632463613954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics from JSXP!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2414516078099811924?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2414516078099811924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2414516078099811924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2414516078099811924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2414516078099811924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-long-as-i-have.html' title='as long as i have.....'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/Rxsib5LYz7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wOJQY03c9tQ/s72-c/IMG_8671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-635658565131035519</id><published>2007-10-03T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T06:58:25.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia!!!!</title><content type='html'>been really toooooo busy to blog recently....right after JXSP......i flew off to Australia last monday.....haha it was my brother's graduation ceremony in Perth!Australia was fun....and it's spring now...so it's cooling and windy....great weather....i totally love that cool weather......for the whole day....i don't have a single sweat on me man...yet over...i can sweat right after i bath..........arghh i hate the tropical weather!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Perth is actually quite big but the city area consists of 2 streets only hahaha and the shops closes at around 6 arghh!that's way too early!people are friendly and it's like you are waiting for a bus and another person's waiting for it too....then this guy can just come and talk to you casually....that's friggin cool man!went to my bro's uni,Curtin before his ceremony and it's architectural style is just like NUS,but it's nice man.....there's lots of clean and green patches of grass where you can enjoy the cool breeze,soak up the sun and just lie down there....&lt;br /&gt;the best part of Perth would be Fremantle....in fact it a harbour facing the Indian Ocean.....and the winnddd would just chill you down to the marrow of your bones!!!it's a quiet area with medieval english buildings,fresh seafood,great climate and wavy waves....that's one of the best place i have been to for sure!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;went drinking with my dad,bro and his friends....totally new experience...everyone's friendly and initiating chat and so on...cool!headed off to lesbian club and there's this lesbian mud wrestling stuff....haha missed it though but being in a lesbian club is real happening and lastly went to this club where's there a rock band performing hahaha the clubbing experience in aust is totally different man!incredible!!!and my bro's friends are friggin cool!!!!!lolx!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOZDZLYz0I/AAAAAAAAADE/OEplf5q5l04/s1600-h/P9270628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOZDZLYz0I/AAAAAAAAADE/OEplf5q5l04/s200/P9270628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117101885200322370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOZDJLYzzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8FgMrA4nBRw/s1600-h/P9250556.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOUZpLYzuI/AAAAAAAAACU/-XLt_USDCqM/s200/P9250537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117096769894272738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOUZpLYzuI/AAAAAAAAACU/-XLt_USDCqM/s1600-h/P9250537.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOfwpLYz6I/AAAAAAAAADs/Vb7Gl08KqzM/s1600-h/P9250554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOfwpLYz6I/AAAAAAAAADs/Vb7Gl08KqzM/s200/P9250554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117109259659169698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UIMmYuBqG7Y/RwOSs5LYzsI/AAAAAAAAACE/E_K6uQc_SVs/s1600-h/P9250537.JPG"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-2059705327752183859</id><published>2007-09-23T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T06:14:03.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Student Xchange Program</title><content type='html'>aghhhhh!JSXP has finally ended.....after 2 weeks of real laughter,fun and great experiences.Training workshop on last last saturday, but nothing much, just some ice-breaking games and some basic Japanese lessons. Shortly after that monday and tuesday are the training camp haha the camp was fun and we get to know more people and yea night time was fun we even went to explore the legendary haunted design school and had some strange experiences haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday....start of JSXP,my buddy was Masuda Youichi....lolx very interesting person&lt;br /&gt;,but super playboy and flirt haha.Thursday was mainly cultural exchange and getting to know each other better through sports and games....yea it was really great.....i even found a brother,Masayuki haha a bigger and cooler version of me hahaha and fri my partner sick hahaha so my one-day partner became Sakata(since he's partner also sick),haha he's super fit man,Akido master.Yeah fri we listen to a talk conducted by a Japanese company and have activities like dragon boating and glider workshop hahah,fun man,dragonboat but tiring,no wonder dragonboat people are fit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,went to sentosa,but i could join them for this song of the sea after my Japanese lessons haha and sunday bring them around Singapore to shop around since it's their free day.&lt;br /&gt;Monday went to Malaysia to visit some Japanese companies and Tuesday,wild goose chase around Singapore....after that had BBQ and boom the end of JSXP,it's really fun but too bad i couldn't go onto every detail of it...and because of some hentai chat...i became the HENTAI KING and it's INTERNATIONAL HENTAI.........lolx they kept calling me hentai and talk hentai with me....arghhH!but well got to know many hentai friends ahhahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,second batch of students leave S'pore,but we still went out with some of them that day and thursday,the first batch of students still have their english lessons in tp,so still got lunch with them and go out with them....and friday.....video conferencing with Japanese students from another college and friday night...one sad and tearful night.......&lt;br /&gt;the first batch of students had to go including my buddy and brother.....in fact everyone was sad,somehow i feel that we have been seeing each other almost everday and suddenly they just have to go back,can we ever be as close as we were in the past 2 weeks?though it's just 2 weeks,but the bonds are strong,we even talk about so many things and bought each other things,we do so many things together and now we have to adjust not seeing each other for a long time........i miss them.....i can't help but to feel sad because i am afraid, as time passes, we might not be as close again even if we were to meet next time.....but i will be looking forward to meeting them in Japan next March...yes!come March,there will be an exchange program in Japan,thus i am going to work hard and earn money to join them in Japan!!!!!!!!i believe the next time we meet,we can be even closer and of course have more fun!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned alot during this program be it good things or hentai things hahah but sure it's great to make friends with them and i will never forget the days spent with them!!!!!THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2059705327752183859?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2059705327752183859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2059705327752183859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2059705327752183859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2059705327752183859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/2007/09/japanese-student-xchange-program.html' title='Japanese Student Xchange Program'/><author><name>Sanada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08675264807356853065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-8047469455088451828</id><published>2007-09-13T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T05:52:18.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun fun fun!</title><content type='html'>wheee relieved completely exams results are out! and haha whatever that i aim came out totally the same!!!but still my gpa has dropped hahaa been learning guitar from esther last week, great teacher and yea....learned lots of things....going to learn hard hahaa&lt;br /&gt;haha this week marks the start of JSXP(Japanese Student Xchange Program),shiok man&lt;br /&gt;training was abit boring lolx on last sat,but the camp on mon-tues was really fun!!!!!!know lots of people and have lots of fun haha and today is the first day of it......all the way up till next tues....hanging out with the Japanese students are really fun...i will go more into it after i got the pics though ahahah i even found a brother LOLX!!!!i am soooo tired though i can hardly blog much thus i'll continue another day bye!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-8047469455088451828?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/8047469455088451828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=8047469455088451828' 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having 4 papers straight has ended.....it's so crazy mon-thurs and each paper just gets harder and of course the last paper being medical electronics is the HARDEST......mug till late almost every night!finally the exams are over.....thurs at around 1130,i was overwhelmed with happiness and joy....it just swept me through completely....lolx even crashed that exam paper after checking answers with nina hahaha....celebrate with 3hrs of lan and basketball.....SHIOK!&lt;br /&gt;friday another great day.....went shopping with guo wei and yea i finally bought a bag and it's PUMA!!!!i think it looks abit like the one Shigeta is carrying....incredible!!!!and went to watch 1408 with justin,chin wee and ginny... lolx nice show,very nicely done....SWEET!chill at no.5 till 3am lolx.....i don't know how to describe it....i always like chilling at bar with some smokes and drinks.....lolx, you can talk alot and have real fun despite it's just sitting down and talk....maybe it's the alcoholic effect lolx.....but ye can't do this often,of course it's ex and i don't want to get addicted  by smokes haha i want to train my stamina NOW!!!!!went to watch the no.23 at cine's chamber afterwards all the way to 5am....lolx ye we are damn siao on lolx......&lt;br /&gt;but no.23 is really a bloody good movie....i am so amazed by it....everything seems to coincide with the no.23....for e.g. 11/09/2001.....the day pentagon was bombed....add them up and you get 23....alright try another one.....the tropic of cancer and capricorn are 23.5deg and for the 5 in 0.5....2+3=5,another one........since 23 is so mysterious and powerful.....2/3 and you'll get 0.666666666....666 the number of the beast....still got alot man.....incredible!highly recommended haha&lt;br /&gt;off to suntanning man!finally the sun,the sea and of course the babes after so long.....woooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34163290.post-8462675530348185889</id><published>2007-08-22T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T05:34:43.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like a faceless arrow....&lt;br /&gt;it shot me straight through....&lt;br /&gt;pierced through with pure sadness....&lt;br /&gt;i had nothing to say.....&lt;br /&gt;and still....there's nothing i can do......&lt;br /&gt;days used to be exciting and full of surprises....&lt;br /&gt;constantly fascinated by your world of wonders.....&lt;br /&gt;like a stagnant grey cloud hovering over the sky....&lt;br /&gt;the darkness will not fade....&lt;br /&gt;the storm will never end....&lt;br /&gt;like a naive child....hoping for everything to end.....&lt;br /&gt;but now...there's nothing i can do......&lt;br /&gt;i can only wait.....&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on waiting FOR YOU........&lt;br /&gt;at the acropolis.......&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the sun to fill this place up with happiness again....&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to appear....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-8462675530348185889?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/8462675530348185889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=8462675530348185889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/8462675530348185889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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magical and glamorous stage of a getai,how some dreams can be realized if you are willing to work hard for it....and lastly it has got a super touching storyline.....even the songs are nice lolx......sounds cool putting getai songs into your ipod!!!!&lt;br /&gt;come Monday noon.....Rush Hour 3 with Caliph....lolx nice man!i have always love Jackie's films especially it's about the EAST meets WEST combo....every time i watch one of his movie....i began to admire him even more....veteran stuntman and actor....as usual.....it's packed with some hard-hitting scenes and of course some damn hilarious scene with Chris Tucker....NICE!!!!After that evening....Skinwalkers with Chin Wee....cool man it's a show that has new storyline and so on....very interesting,maybe just not clear enough!well.....still rawks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh watched so many movies still haven't watch simpsons and transformers,looks like got to catch them on dvds or vcds hahaha and what the hell am i even doing...watching 3 movies in study week...LOLX! and thus being more motivated to start studying....went to airport and study and straight after went to ask some teachers in tp some questions.....almost felt asleep when Mr Chua K.S. explaining somethings man ahhaah go home and sleep like 3hrs and went to meet Sulin to extend Japanese lessons...and after that meet Chin Wee they all for lunch....not to mention having to wait for 2hrs......thanks to some well-done people excluding Chin Wee...&lt;br /&gt;phew....looks like it's another night of hard-core studying!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-8582108983525266184?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/8582108983525266184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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just sux.... lolx bought a new XP home and yeah it rawks hahaha lost alot of songs arghhhh my dear DeG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!hahah got to gather as much songs back as possible....exams coming...got to work hard too.......may exams end quickly while having good results at the same time too hahahaha!!!!!!!ganbarimasu!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-5464711919369963731?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/5464711919369963731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=5464711919369963731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/5464711919369963731'/><link rel='self' 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having nothing or meaningless stuffs.....&lt;br /&gt;i will just continue to blog....despite being so empty and hollow or JUST nothing&lt;br /&gt;nothing.....derives from no-thing so it means things but with a no.....thus don't have things resulting in empty,thingless thus nothing.......cool man!&lt;br /&gt;have you given someone nothing before......actually everyone does.....you don't need to like when having the intent to give someone something but then didn't to be considered giving them nothing....it's like i never give you anything right from the start.....no contact through things thus NO-THING and NO-THING is given to you thus i am giving you nothing....&lt;br /&gt;BUT what if one day....i give you a present and then you unwrap it...layers after layers.....and then till the final piece of wrapper....it's NOTHING,blank,empty just NO-THING&lt;br /&gt;how will you feel man...hahaha receiving nothing....most likely you might be pissed....but then i am just like giving you nothing....no thing that can make you feel happy nor angry so why would you have negative feelings.......it's just no thing.....how can NOTHING causes some other emotions....nothing should cause nothing....doesn't it make sense so why....&lt;br /&gt;well......have you even got replies like....i have got nothing to say......but then you are saying something....words are coming out...."I HAVE GOT NOTHING TO SAY" are 6 words that come out....and 6 words means 6 things thus it's doesn't equates to NOTHING....but why can nothing be used in a sentence like this......just like in my entry....i claimed that i have nothing to write about....but WELL is this whole page of words nothing?NO! nothing means no thing but this page of words are well made up of words and things technically speaking....CONFUSING isn't it......from just a simple word....nothing.....&lt;br /&gt;well if you managed to endure and read it till here....congrats.... i have sucessfully wasted 3 mins of your time....hahah thanks for entertaining....and at least you READ something and not just NOTHING.......and i will blog more so that there will be no nothing......:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34163290-2443176567396822127?l=why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-dont-you-do-your-best.blogspot.com/feeds/2443176567396822127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34163290&amp;postID=2443176567396822127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2443176567396822127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34163290/posts/default/2443176567396822127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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