<?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-5092047507725291681</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:12:09.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>42</title><subtitle type='html'>UNDER MAINTENANACE. SCROLL ALL THE WAY DOWN FOR TAGBOARD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Photo credits: vulcanccit</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ZL</name><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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5092047507725291681.post-4783119336356195821</id><published>2008-10-24T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:18:16.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIFTED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nobody comes here anymore. But in case you do, I have shifted to: &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/hallucinating-harbour/"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/hallucinating-harbour/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-4783119336356195821?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/4783119336356195821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=4783119336356195821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/4783119336356195821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/4783119336356195821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/10/shifted.html' title='SHIFTED!'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-8953007309880675495</id><published>2008-09-18T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:17:26.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All this while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm back. Very busy lately haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was coming home from school one day (and let's pretend this doesn't totally sound like a primary school essay), feeling a little dampened, of which details are classified. But it was nothing serious, thank you very much. Anyway I saw this (litter?) of kittens presumably just being borned by the mother cat. And despite the dampation, I smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's the big things that make one sad, and the little things that make one happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before I become preachy, let's just say I wasn't incredibly cynical when I came back one fine (evening?) after a long day. I was going to resume my night routine, and then someone MSN-ed me, of which details are again classified. And then he wished me luck. Very simple wishing; I could do that to all 100+ of you on my list. But then it's totally unexpected, and extremely simple. It brightened up my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yes, and today I was sleeping on the bus on my way to Boon Lay (it rhymes, but that's not the point). Slept for near 45min. Woke up and realized my surroundings changed. A few passengers boarded. Of course it's changed! It's 45min! But naps are good. The world changed in that 45min. Let's hope it's for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-8953007309880675495?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/8953007309880675495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=8953007309880675495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8953007309880675495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8953007309880675495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-this-while.html' title='All this while'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-3036924308325758183</id><published>2008-08-10T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:54:39.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APCG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Double Trouble - Performance at 02 Campfire [cum APCG] by Tan Jing Yuan and Poh Chu Yong, RI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RW4Sn6e4bsE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RW4Sn6e4bsE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From APCG '08 - extracts -:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what's next, and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch the waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at eighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233086147827004994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SJ-oIBg-9kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mNmmVE8cE4o/s320/Splash_Of_Youth_by_gilad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Photos by Zheyang:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233086523961911442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SJ-od6uiKJI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oT6oks_gLho/s320/IMG_3014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233087167282423730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SJ-pDXSGJ7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GkRcLxef6wU/s320/IMG_3459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233087162510153314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SJ-pDFgTFmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/pTYrdGa6AiE/s320/IMG_3464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233087158674950466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SJ-pC3N6iUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/fMzQKameUns/s320/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As always, I shall abruptly end my post here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-3036924308325758183?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/3036924308325758183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=3036924308325758183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3036924308325758183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3036924308325758183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/08/apcg.html' title='APCG'/><author><name>ZL</name><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/_yNe5dSS9lME/SJ-oIBg-9kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mNmmVE8cE4o/s72-c/Splash_Of_Youth_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5092047507725291681.post-1557072775342255148</id><published>2008-07-19T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T08:21:05.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10th APCG Youth Summit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiF9CmJRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sVKCaxUiaiA/s1600-h/P1010314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224635265894982930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiF9CmJRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sVKCaxUiaiA/s320/P1010314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiGA4rSdI/AAAAAAAAAJU/a7LfHlOabDA/s1600-h/P1010331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224635266927118802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiGA4rSdI/AAAAAAAAAJU/a7LfHlOabDA/s320/P1010331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiGkvXD9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/hNtnjVe9M8I/s1600-h/P1010351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224635276551720914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiGkvXD9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/hNtnjVe9M8I/s320/P1010351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiHE86AbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/B1qY53jvOsY/s1600-h/P1010372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224635285198471602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiHE86AbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/B1qY53jvOsY/s320/P1010372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiHSNTKTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6UJeRYC4lFU/s1600-h/P1010403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224635288756889906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiHSNTKTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6UJeRYC4lFU/s320/P1010403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm back from my one-week vacation at NUS hostel and RI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Full address: Prince George Park Residences, Blk 21, Floor 2 [notice - 21/2], Room F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The place is very nice, and the room is cosy and facilitates sleeping. However we could seriously do better with larger bathing cubicles. But all in all, very memorable. My cluster was one big enthusiastic bunch - partied almost every night lol. And my group was not bad too, maybe a little on the quiet side but that's ok cause that's like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 1. Check-in, don't know anyone yet - besides Zong Guo, Pei En etc. from RV - so nothing very exciting. Oh yes, the food was still platable. &lt;em&gt;Slept at: 0100hrs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 2. Ice-breaking was effective. And the Singapore City tour was great - went to Sentosa to watch Songs by the Sea; they used lasers to create images in the air. Impressive. And there was dinner by the sea! &lt;em&gt;Slept at: 0000hrs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 3. Opening ceremony ... and then leadership workshop and dinner and FPSW I. Lots of people say it's too structure and not creative. I was already wanting to sleep by then after all those activities. &lt;em&gt;Slept at: 0100hrs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 4. Talent Development Talk by Professor Francoys (without the French letters). And FPSW II and the campfire!! Very interesting. The RI Scouts 02 organized it. Their campfire somehow clashed with Youth Summit, so the theme was about youth. And youth is not an age, it's a decision. About this scientist who discovers joy and youth through an 8-year old boy via a time machine. And the songs are SO NICE. There's Low by Florida and other songs that I cannot seem to find on the net cause they went by so quickly I hardly got a hold of them. Yew Loong was beside me and our group sang through it. Haha. The facils were especially high. &lt;em&gt;Slept at: 0130hrs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 5. I should have chosen the Champs workshop. SO interesting, according to Amanda. Everyone cried when it ended. And last day le, so we partied with my cluster + a few other. 'Guys-only' party. There's pizza, Pringles, stale salad and bottled fizzies. And a security guard who chased us off the bball court when we were partying. No matter; we went up to the pantry ;). &lt;em&gt;Slept at: 0230hrs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Day 6. Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Very huainianly. The pantry the room the RI the canteen the groundfloor the bball court all very vivid in my mind. Now still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-1557072775342255148?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/1557072775342255148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=1557072775342255148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1557072775342255148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1557072775342255148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/07/10th-apcg-youth-summit.html' title='10th APCG Youth Summit'/><author><name>ZL</name><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/_yNe5dSS9lME/SIGiF9CmJRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sVKCaxUiaiA/s72-c/P1010314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5092047507725291681.post-3746578576839139690</id><published>2008-06-25T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:40:05.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging styles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---1---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Haiya ... today is very sian. Morning; sian. Afternoon, sun shine until so hot ... want to sleep; sian. Night; lazing around, sian. And tomorrow is a big day. X-Country coming up. Ok, shall sleep now. sian ahhhhh ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---2---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I very shock can?! It's like if you walk into a store and they give you the tull look, you will be shocked right?! What is this world coming to? Very scary leh ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---3---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Empty. It's all empty. Feels like the world is swinging ... swaying. Ohh .. the feeling in the gut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[next para]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; What is going on? Like I wake up, only to be greeted by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[next para]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; monotony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[next para] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's all catching up on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[next para] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[next para] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---4---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lyrics! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[next para onwards contain lyrics of a popular, otherwise completely obscure song]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---5---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;o.o She saw me today! It was most unexpected. I really really cannot describe that kind of feeling. And, I'm telling you who she is ... ... NOT. Haha keep guessing. The tagboard is always open. Woohoo so happy today. XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---6---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[others]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think most adolescent bloggers are not free of the first 5 styles. I admit I have been guilty of them myself [style 3 - normally used in satires; and style 4 - when there's a song I like]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe we all need to rethink about what is useful and what is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(and yes, disclaimer: this post is not to ridicule any one, or any style. It's plainly empirical =)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-3746578576839139690?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/3746578576839139690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=3746578576839139690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3746578576839139690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3746578576839139690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_25.html' title='Blogging styles'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-3883566821162039617</id><published>2008-06-15T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:00:05.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USP (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Overall it was fun. And Katie May is super&lt;strong&gt; - triple major in the States: Biology, Theatre and Creative Writing&lt;/strong&gt;. o.o Anyway, we went to a nearby park (still in NUS) and found a spot each to stay rooted there to write a short creative piece. I confess I wasn't really rooted. But anyway, my is sort of trivial conpared to what NYians and RIians and JC students are capable of. Especially the &lt;em&gt;vocabulary&lt;/em&gt; they have. Stunning. Now there's a new vocab king. Can't remember his name - I just know he always wears black sweaters to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we had to choose a line we liked best from our pieces and randomly combine to form a cooperative poem. And it made sense! o.o I thought initially that it was just for laughs but o.o it actually made sense. There was even a constant imagery and foreshadowing of events! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok I shall stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-3883566821162039617?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/3883566821162039617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=3883566821162039617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3883566821162039617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3883566821162039617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/06/usp-2.html' title='USP (2)'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-5543548609855359426</id><published>2008-06-08T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:47:12.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USP Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, so I thought it was from 8.30 to 5.30, but it so totally was not. In fact it was like from 8.30 to like 1? That's like a totally whole world of difference. Anyway, it's quite cool in fact. Totally awesome. Very nice indeed. Predominantly RI and NY students, I'm the loner from RV. And the instructors were totally friendly, and especially funny when one of them defined the emo uniform: thick black rim glasses, converse flat based shoes, tight black skinnies and black t-shirt featuring &lt;em&gt;an obscure, independent rock band.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHA. Everyone may not be blonde but there was certainly no communication problem, between them, that is. For me, it's rather a frequent-kinda-thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess they're from Arizona Uni, and I don't think Cheers has an outlet there - it's more of a local phenomenon. If you don't get what I'm saying, go NUS or Ngee Ann Poly and it'll be sufficient. Another thing is that the walls made it look like Basic and I was sitting so straight and kept reminding myself that it's in fact far from Basic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-5543548609855359426?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/5543548609855359426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=5543548609855359426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5543548609855359426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5543548609855359426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/06/usp-workshop.html' title='USP Workshop'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-6723159441180246434</id><published>2008-05-28T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:40:09.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, Day 4, 2337hrs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here I am, in front of a computer at Huyh Anh Hotel (I think it's spelt like this). It's been very rewarding - the CIP and the experience and the shopping! Bargained so much especially at the Night Market where all hell and temptations broke lose. Bought bogshorts, singlets, souvenirs and other stuff. Exchanged for 2.1 million dong, now left with 1.3 million ++. That's a saving king standard already - some even went to change for more dongs, now left like 20 000. But actually if I were to convert the 1.3 back to SGD then it's very not worth it. Think about it - free commission for both sides! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised a new habit - sleeping on bus rides. I will always tend to sleep and seem very moody, but on the streets and at night it's a different thing ... haha. And my faithful Samsung MP3 - always with me. Let's hope it stays that way - at least until the end of this trip (aka tomorrow at around 12nn). Im lovin' it yeah (the last word added to prevent infringement of copyright).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off to sleep now ... or am I? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-6723159441180246434?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/6723159441180246434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=6723159441180246434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/6723159441180246434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/6723159441180246434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/ho-chi-minh-city-vietnam-day-4-2337hrs.html' title='Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, Day 4, 2337hrs'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-3379211270489158986</id><published>2008-05-17T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T04:13:16.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know some people are trying to know me by knowing me from other people they already know. They don't have the courage to speak to me. I seriously don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So let me officially announce to the whole wide world: I am a human being. A normal one. Unique but still normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, I don't like this kind of people. What's wrong with them? Getting to know only through their friends and the internet, never face-to-face. Worst thing is, they don't even communicate on the net. They just add me to see what I'm doing (which, sad to say, not very much on the net anyway - boohoo for them). They are weird, funny people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's society for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-3379211270489158986?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/3379211270489158986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=3379211270489158986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3379211270489158986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3379211270489158986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-8554541949029446696</id><published>2008-05-15T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T03:31:01.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leo Ku First Medley Piano</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy: [that guy's hands must be real tired]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xfJ8-jPwc2A&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xfJ8-jPwc2A&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-8554541949029446696?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/8554541949029446696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=8554541949029446696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8554541949029446696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8554541949029446696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/leo-ku-first-medley-piano.html' title='Leo Ku First Medley Piano'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-6415153053301796485</id><published>2008-05-10T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:18:57.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>做人难!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;（此&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;POST不是个人攻击）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;有时候真的不知该怎么做……不理也太没责任心，理会也被气得火冒三丈。又要看别人脸色。好的时候就嚣张起来，心情不好又好似罢工。天理何在？！这件事让我知道做好自己的本份就行了，不必管太多。有的简直态度问题，看到&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt;都不管。若是成长要我有什么反应？愤世？本汉子才没那么傻…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的人可无聊了，把事越描越黑，越帮越忙，可至少出自内心，来自好意。读者，你以为我在发牢骚？闲没事儿作？你这个幸福的人……你应该不知我在埋怨什么。不要紧，因为你永远永远不会有这种问题。我不是说葡萄酸，不是羡慕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;算了。做好自己应该做的就行了。起码对得起自己。工作人士也应该很清楚这点吧。有的话请留言。让我觉得舒服些。哈哈，&lt;strong&gt;开玩笑的啦！&lt;/strong&gt;不要紧，我就当作成长。现在，还很为自己感到骄傲。&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WELL DONE！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = font-size /&gt;&lt;font-size:115%&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;K-THX-BAI。（觉得这句特别好笑。）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font-size:115%&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-6415153053301796485?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/6415153053301796485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=6415153053301796485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/6415153053301796485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/6415153053301796485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_10.html' title='做人难!'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-7951266255368165913</id><published>2008-05-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:01:41.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternity takes its toll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Arghh ... some emails take forever. I think I should blindfold myself and choose someone randomly from my contact list to chat. I've been sitting here since forever ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-7951266255368165913?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/7951266255368165913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=7951266255368165913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/7951266255368165913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/7951266255368165913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/eternity-takes-its-toll.html' title='Eternity takes its toll'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-3037073406116577434</id><published>2008-05-09T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T02:47:06.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, let's watch Hokkien satires.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(the first one on Star Wars, second on Tokyo Drift)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVume6wuTqY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s3NWm6mYUsE&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-3037073406116577434?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/3037073406116577434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=3037073406116577434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3037073406116577434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3037073406116577434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/vids.html' title='Vids'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-2617887366659582263</id><published>2008-05-09T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:30:36.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom (or not)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Behold the 45 min song!&lt;/strong&gt; Here's the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;《综合劲曲》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（forever love 王力宏）&lt;br /&gt;爱你不是因为你的美而已&lt;br /&gt;我越来越爱你&lt;br /&gt;每个眼神触动我的心&lt;br /&gt;（两个人的烟火 黎明）&lt;br /&gt;最爱你的是我&lt;br /&gt;否则你怎麽让我&lt;br /&gt;否则我怎麽可能赴汤蹈火&lt;br /&gt;你说什麽都做&lt;br /&gt;（如果．爱 张学友）&lt;br /&gt;如果这就是爱&lt;br /&gt;在转身就该勇敢留下来&lt;br /&gt;就算受伤就算流泪&lt;br /&gt;都是生命里温柔灌溉&lt;br /&gt;（童话 光良）&lt;br /&gt;我要变成童话里&lt;br /&gt;你爱的那个天使&lt;br /&gt;张开双手&lt;br /&gt;变成翅膀守护你&lt;br /&gt;你要相信&lt;br /&gt;相信我们会像童话故事里&lt;br /&gt;（很爱很爱你 刘若英）&lt;br /&gt;往更多幸福的地方飞去&lt;br /&gt;很爱很爱你只有让你拥有爱情&lt;br /&gt;我才安心&lt;br /&gt;（我愿意 王菲）&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你我愿意为你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你忘记我姓名&lt;br /&gt;只要你真心拿爱与我回应&lt;br /&gt;我什麽都愿意 为你&lt;br /&gt;（好想好想 古巨基）&lt;br /&gt;好想好想 好想好想&lt;br /&gt;好想好想和你在一起&lt;br /&gt;（明天我要嫁给你了 周华健）&lt;br /&gt;明天我要嫁给你啦&lt;br /&gt;明天我要嫁给你啦&lt;br /&gt;要不是你问我&lt;br /&gt;要不是你劝我&lt;br /&gt;要不是适当的时候你让我心动&lt;br /&gt;（不得不爱 潘玮柏/弦子）&lt;br /&gt;天天都需要你爱&lt;br /&gt;我的心思由你猜&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;我就是要你让我每天都精彩&lt;br /&gt;（阴天 莫文蔚）&lt;br /&gt;开始总是分分钟&lt;br /&gt;都妙不可言&lt;br /&gt;谁都以为热情它永不会减&lt;br /&gt;总之那几年&lt;br /&gt;感性赢了理性那一面&lt;br /&gt;（飞机场的10:30 陶喆）&lt;br /&gt;baby baby baby baby&lt;br /&gt;O baby baby O baby&lt;br /&gt;是不是拥有以后就会开始要失去&lt;br /&gt;我给你的越多&lt;br /&gt;你却越想要躲&lt;br /&gt;爱已无法回答所有的问题&lt;br /&gt;（那么爱你为什么 黄品源/莫文蔚）&lt;br /&gt;离开你是傻是对是错&lt;br /&gt;是看破是软弱&lt;br /&gt;这结果是爱是恨或者是什么&lt;br /&gt;（你怎么舍得我难过 黄品源）&lt;br /&gt;最爱你的人是我&lt;br /&gt;你怎么舍得我难过&lt;br /&gt;对你付出了这麽多&lt;br /&gt;你却没有感动过&lt;br /&gt;（爱我别走 张震岳）&lt;br /&gt;爱我别走&lt;br /&gt;如果你说你不爱我&lt;br /&gt;不要听见你真的说出口&lt;br /&gt;再给我一点温柔&lt;br /&gt;（让我欢喜让我忧 周华健）&lt;br /&gt;就请你给我多一点点时间&lt;br /&gt;再多一点点问候&lt;br /&gt;不要一切都带走&lt;br /&gt;就请你给我多一点点空间&lt;br /&gt;再多一点点温柔&lt;br /&gt;不要让我如此难受&lt;br /&gt;（原来你什么都不想要 张惠妹）&lt;br /&gt;原来你什么都不想要&lt;br /&gt;我不要你的承诺&lt;br /&gt;不要你的永远&lt;br /&gt;只要你真真切切爱我一遍&lt;br /&gt;就算虚荣也好,贪心也好&lt;br /&gt;最怕你把沉默,当做对我的回答&lt;br /&gt;原来你什么都不想要&lt;br /&gt;（用心良苦 张宇）&lt;br /&gt;你说你想要逃&lt;br /&gt;偏偏注定要落脚&lt;br /&gt;情灭了爱熄了&lt;br /&gt;剩下空心要不要&lt;br /&gt;（祝福 张学友）&lt;br /&gt;伤离别离别虽然在眼前&lt;br /&gt;说再见再见不会太遥远&lt;br /&gt;若有缘有缘就能期待明天&lt;br /&gt;你和我重逢在灿烂的季节&lt;br /&gt;（吻别 张学友）&lt;br /&gt;我和你吻别在无人的街&lt;br /&gt;让风痴笑我不能拒绝&lt;br /&gt;我和你吻别在狂乱的夜&lt;br /&gt;我的心等着迎接伤悲&lt;br /&gt;（把悲伤留给自己 陈升）&lt;br /&gt;能不能让我陪着你走&lt;br /&gt;既然你说留不住你&lt;br /&gt;回去的路有些黑暗&lt;br /&gt;担心让你一个人走&lt;br /&gt;（征服 那英）&lt;br /&gt;就这样被你征服切断了所有退路&lt;br /&gt;我的心情是坚固我的决定是糊涂&lt;br /&gt;（听海 张惠妹）&lt;br /&gt;听海哭的声音&lt;br /&gt;叹惜着谁又被伤了心&lt;br /&gt;（味道 辛晓琪）&lt;br /&gt;像你身上的味道&lt;br /&gt;我想念你的吻&lt;br /&gt;和手指淡淡烟草味道&lt;br /&gt;记忆中曾被爱的味道&lt;br /&gt;（我怀念的 孙燕姿）&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是无话不说&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是一起作梦&lt;br /&gt;我怀念的是争吵以后&lt;br /&gt;还是想要爱你的冲动&lt;br /&gt;我记得那年生日&lt;br /&gt;也记得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;记得那片星空&lt;br /&gt;最紧的右手&lt;br /&gt;最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;（领悟 辛晓琪）&lt;br /&gt;我多麽痛的领悟&lt;br /&gt;你曾是我的全部&lt;br /&gt;只愿你挣脱情的枷锁&lt;br /&gt;爱的束缚任意追逐&lt;br /&gt;别再为爱受苦&lt;br /&gt;（月亮惹的祸 张宇）&lt;br /&gt;都是你的错在你的眼中&lt;br /&gt;总是藏着让人又爱又怜的朦胧&lt;br /&gt;都是你的错你的痴情梦&lt;br /&gt;像一个魔咒&lt;br /&gt;被你爱过还能为谁蠢动&lt;br /&gt;（我们的爱 F.I.R）&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱&lt;br /&gt;过了就不再回来&lt;br /&gt;直到现在&lt;br /&gt;我还默默的等待&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱&lt;br /&gt;我明白&lt;br /&gt;已变成你的负担&lt;br /&gt;只是永远&lt;br /&gt;我都放不开&lt;br /&gt;最后的温暖&lt;br /&gt;（你把我灌醉 黄大炜）&lt;br /&gt;你把我灌醉你让我流泪&lt;br /&gt;扛下了所有罪我拚命挽回&lt;br /&gt;你把我灌醉你让我心碎&lt;br /&gt;爱得收不回&lt;br /&gt;（眼泪 范晓萱）&lt;br /&gt;oh 眼泪&lt;br /&gt;眼泪都是我的体会&lt;br /&gt;成长的滋味&lt;br /&gt;oh 眼泪&lt;br /&gt;忍住眼泪不让你看见&lt;br /&gt;我在改变&lt;br /&gt;孤单的感觉&lt;br /&gt;你从不曾发现&lt;br /&gt;我笑中还有泪&lt;br /&gt;（情非得已 庾澄庆）&lt;br /&gt;只怕我自己会爱上你&lt;br /&gt;不敢让自己靠的太近&lt;br /&gt;怕我没什么能够给你&lt;br /&gt;爱你也需要很大的勇气&lt;br /&gt;（你是如此难以忘记 梁朝伟）&lt;br /&gt;你是如此的难以忘记&lt;br /&gt;浮浮沉沉的在我心里&lt;br /&gt;改变自己需要多少勇气&lt;br /&gt;翻腾的心情该如何平息&lt;br /&gt;（心太软 任贤齐）&lt;br /&gt;你总是心太软心太软&lt;br /&gt;把所有问题都自己扛&lt;br /&gt;相爱总是简单相处太难&lt;br /&gt;不是你的就别再勉强&lt;br /&gt;（forever love 王力宏）&lt;br /&gt;forever love forever love&lt;br /&gt;我只想用我这一辈子去爱你&lt;br /&gt;从今以后&lt;br /&gt;你会是所有&lt;br /&gt;幸福的理由&lt;br /&gt;forever love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天大的爱&lt;br /&gt;爱你&lt;br /&gt;我管不了是祸&lt;br /&gt;未想过是为何&lt;br /&gt;能爱着你苦也未去挡&lt;br /&gt;有着我便有着你&lt;br /&gt;真爱是永不死&lt;br /&gt;穿过喜和悲&lt;br /&gt;跨过生和死&lt;br /&gt;See me fly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing in the sky&lt;br /&gt;假使我算神话&lt;br /&gt;因你创更愉快&lt;br /&gt;凭我彻底的勇气&lt;br /&gt;爱是最大权利&lt;br /&gt;不理场面不伟大&lt;br /&gt;我共你始终同游生死&lt;br /&gt;还有哪一种结尾&lt;br /&gt;花光一切在乎你&lt;br /&gt;没有想过太多&lt;br /&gt;我只需要你&lt;br /&gt;恋爱大过天&lt;br /&gt;想不想也日夜怀念&lt;br /&gt;连甜梦也不够甜&lt;br /&gt;怎么闪&lt;br /&gt;同学始终会遇见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讲情&lt;br /&gt;Shall we talk, Shall we talk&lt;br /&gt;就当重新手拖手去上学堂&lt;br /&gt;我带着情意&lt;br /&gt;一丝丝凄沧&lt;br /&gt;许多说话都仍然未讲&lt;br /&gt;纵隔别遥远怀念对方&lt;br /&gt;悲伤盼换上再会祈望&lt;br /&gt;愈问愈伤心&lt;br /&gt;明明无余地再过问&lt;br /&gt;明明知道衷心一吻&lt;br /&gt;会有更亲厚质感&lt;br /&gt;我说过要你快乐&lt;br /&gt;让我担当失恋的主角&lt;br /&gt;改写了剧情&lt;br /&gt;无言地漂泊&lt;br /&gt;我想哭&lt;br /&gt;你可不可以暂时别要睡&lt;br /&gt;陪着我&lt;br /&gt;像最初相识我当时未怕累&lt;br /&gt;但如果 但如果说下去 或者&lt;br /&gt;我有说话未曾讲&lt;br /&gt;你这剎那在何方&lt;br /&gt;如何能连系上&lt;br /&gt;与你再相伴在旁&lt;br /&gt;如晨光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日月星辰风雨潮&lt;br /&gt;(日月星辰风雨潮 太阳星辰 即使变灰暗 心中记忆 一生照我心)&lt;br /&gt;我的爱如潮水&lt;br /&gt;爱如潮水将我向你推&lt;br /&gt;紧紧跟随&lt;br /&gt;爱如潮水它将你我包围&lt;br /&gt;冷冷雨 Wo...&lt;br /&gt;没焦点因找不到你&lt;br /&gt;冷冷雨低泣彷佛要等你经过&lt;br /&gt;答应我你从此不在深夜里徘徊&lt;br /&gt;不要轻易尝试放纵的滋味&lt;br /&gt;你该知道这样会让我心碎&lt;br /&gt;风继续吹&lt;br /&gt;不忍远离&lt;br /&gt;心里亦有泪&lt;br /&gt;不愿流泪望着你&lt;br /&gt;各种空虚 冷冷冷&lt;br /&gt;吹起吹起风里梦&lt;br /&gt;过去的心&lt;br /&gt;火般灼热&lt;br /&gt;今天已变了冰冻&lt;br /&gt;来又如风&lt;br /&gt;离又如风&lt;br /&gt;或世事通通不过是场梦&lt;br /&gt;人在途中&lt;br /&gt;人在时空&lt;br /&gt;相识也许不过擦过梦中&lt;br /&gt;就算你壮阔胸膛&lt;br /&gt;不敌天气&lt;br /&gt;两鬓斑白&lt;br /&gt;都可认得你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两个人&lt;br /&gt;别离没有对错&lt;br /&gt;要走也解释不多&lt;br /&gt;现代说永远已经很傻&lt;br /&gt;随着那一宵去&lt;br /&gt;火花已消逝&lt;br /&gt;不可能付出一生那么多&lt;br /&gt;也许相爱很难&lt;br /&gt;就难在其实双方各有各寄望怎么办&lt;br /&gt;要单恋都难&lt;br /&gt;受太大的礼会内疚却也无力归还&lt;br /&gt;Darling I want you&lt;br /&gt;你竟不知&lt;br /&gt;默默向风呆企&lt;br /&gt;去等心中戏子&lt;br /&gt;曾无限次&lt;br /&gt;欲话我知&lt;br /&gt;却也停止&lt;br /&gt;同是天涯沦落人&lt;br /&gt;在这伤心者信道上同行&lt;br /&gt;也许不必知道我是谁&lt;br /&gt;无谓令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你&lt;br /&gt;如何可以不爱她&lt;br /&gt;莫非生命只配有一个她 到了没法相处&lt;br /&gt;再去记她好处&lt;br /&gt;凭回忆制造这自欺的笑话&lt;br /&gt;随时日在远飞&lt;br /&gt;难舍弃&lt;br /&gt;每次看见冷冬到访的你&lt;br /&gt;那年冬天&lt;br /&gt;两心遇上&lt;br /&gt;没逃避&lt;br /&gt;浪情歌&lt;br /&gt;可以笑的话不会哭&lt;br /&gt;可相知的心那怕追逐&lt;br /&gt;可惜每次遇上热爱&lt;br /&gt;没法使我感觉我终于&lt;br /&gt;遇上幸福&lt;br /&gt;来忘掉错对&lt;br /&gt;来怀念过去&lt;br /&gt;曾共渡患难日子总有乐趣&lt;br /&gt;不相信会绝望&lt;br /&gt;不感觉到踌躇&lt;br /&gt;在美梦里竞争&lt;br /&gt;每日拼命进取&lt;br /&gt;世界将我包围&lt;br /&gt;誓死都一齐&lt;br /&gt;壮观得有如&lt;br /&gt;悬崖的婚礼&lt;br /&gt;也许生于世上&lt;br /&gt;无重要作为&lt;br /&gt;仍有这种真爱会留低&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;神爱世人&lt;br /&gt;祈求天地放过一双恋人&lt;br /&gt;怕发生的永远别发生&lt;br /&gt;从来未顺利遇上好景降临&lt;br /&gt;如何能重拾信心&lt;br /&gt;神啊 救救我吧&lt;br /&gt;一把年纪了&lt;br /&gt;一个爱人都没有&lt;br /&gt;孤独是可怜的&lt;br /&gt;如果没爱过&lt;br /&gt;人生是黑白的&lt;br /&gt;真人都不喜爱我&lt;br /&gt;神你不欢喜我迫我入了魔&lt;br /&gt;爱侣几百万&lt;br /&gt;谁料我蠢得竟可&lt;br /&gt;重复去犯错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好心一早放开我&lt;br /&gt;吻下来&lt;br /&gt;豁出去&lt;br /&gt;这吻别似覆水&lt;br /&gt;再来也许要天上团聚&lt;br /&gt;眼泪还是留给天抚慰&lt;br /&gt;你是前度何必听我吠&lt;br /&gt;别再做情人&lt;br /&gt;做只猫做只狗不做情人&lt;br /&gt;做只宠物至少可爱迷人&lt;br /&gt;和你不瞅不睬最终只会成为敌人&lt;br /&gt;好心一早放开我&lt;br /&gt;好心一早放开我&lt;br /&gt;从头努力也坎坷&lt;br /&gt;通通不要好过&lt;br /&gt;来年岁月那么多&lt;br /&gt;为继续而继续&lt;br /&gt;没有好处还是我&lt;br /&gt;若注定有一点苦楚&lt;br /&gt;不如自己亲手割破&lt;br /&gt;谁得到过愿放手&lt;br /&gt;曾精彩过愿挽留&lt;br /&gt;年年月月逝去越是觉得深爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see me fly i'm proud to fly up high&lt;br /&gt;不因气压摇摆只因有你拥戴&lt;br /&gt;believe me i can fly i'm singing in the sky&lt;br /&gt;假使爱有奇迹因你创最愉快(我的骄傲)&lt;br /&gt;笑笑说说想想&lt;br /&gt;不经意日出&lt;br /&gt;和我说一声早安&lt;br /&gt;暖暖渗透的光&lt;br /&gt;美但谁愿意望&lt;br /&gt;凝望你才是最好看(笑说想)&lt;br /&gt;很想要求你会三更半夜陪著我&lt;br /&gt;然而我怕&lt;br /&gt;我的声音你已听得太多&lt;br /&gt;怎麽可能要你每次开心快乐全为我&lt;br /&gt;还怪你去跟知已也见得比我多(怯)&lt;br /&gt;thank you my dear monica&lt;br /&gt;伤口即将免疫再不怕&lt;br /&gt;或者知道你在内疚吧&lt;br /&gt;因此我会听话&lt;br /&gt;今天过后会说再见谢谢你好&lt;br /&gt;日后会这样吗&lt;br /&gt;鸣谢你一手一脚&lt;br /&gt;令我牵挂(monica)&lt;br /&gt;不拖手或者都可堪称热恋&lt;br /&gt;一拖手比咳嗽更短&lt;br /&gt;太快了我未快乐过已失恋(习惯失恋)&lt;br /&gt;恨有多一点碰撞&lt;br /&gt;仍然无聊事干不敢打搅对方&lt;br /&gt;要是你愿意诚实讲一趟&lt;br /&gt;彼此都起码觉得释放(爱与诚)&lt;br /&gt;知我是个无法讨好的人&lt;br /&gt;相恋一刻只是我的侥幸&lt;br /&gt;然而回头诚实去自问&lt;br /&gt;我可讨厌到如此乞你憎&lt;br /&gt;知我连眼泪也绝不感人&lt;br /&gt;只知怎麽考验你的操行&lt;br /&gt;从前为何缠在你附近&lt;br /&gt;更加早发觉原本都不相称(习惯失恋)&lt;br /&gt;别再做情人&lt;br /&gt;做只猫做只狗不做情人&lt;br /&gt;做只宠物至少可爱迷人&lt;br /&gt;和你不瞅不睬最终只会成为敌人&lt;br /&gt;沦为旧朋友是否又称心&lt;br /&gt;没有心只像闲人&lt;br /&gt;若有空难道有空可接吻&lt;br /&gt;注定似过路人陌生你怎麽手震&lt;br /&gt;别再做情人&lt;br /&gt;做只猫做只狗做只猫做只狗(爱与诚)&lt;br /&gt;做个十六号爱人&lt;br /&gt;随便碰上哪个她都比我更有趣吸引&lt;br /&gt;偶尔我亦愿我是别人能转个化身共你再蜜运&lt;br /&gt;我以前是冠军怎会惯做后备爱人&lt;br /&gt;曾经也上到最高逐渐滑落谷底的暗&lt;br /&gt;看见未来双脚已在震&lt;br /&gt;因我说过爱是无憾才会受教训(16号爱人)&lt;br /&gt;犹如无人敢碰&lt;br /&gt;秘密现在被揭晓&lt;br /&gt;明日想起我们&lt;br /&gt;其实承受不了&lt;br /&gt;欢乐今宵虚无飘渺&lt;br /&gt;那样动摇不如罢了(欢乐今宵)&lt;br /&gt;跑车开走怎舍得将你当朋友&lt;br /&gt;本想开口开口之后无法擡头&lt;br /&gt;天色很好本应值得你伴我巡游&lt;br /&gt;那种交流暧昧也曾有美丽时候&lt;br /&gt;为何白白地让眼泪流&lt;br /&gt;沦为肮脏铁锈(抱抱)&lt;br /&gt;求你别要如从前纯熟地碰我&lt;br /&gt;而我问到为何还能够碰伤我&lt;br /&gt;不要让我&lt;br /&gt;一败涂地&lt;br /&gt;输得更多 wow (必杀技)&lt;br /&gt;谁来爱我请好好对我&lt;br /&gt;犹如拿慑著星火认真的我&lt;br /&gt;花开了总想结果&lt;br /&gt;才令你这麽对我(谁来爱我)&lt;br /&gt;我最多把躯壳暂时就当不属我&lt;br /&gt;麻木去受你最后重击一趟&lt;br /&gt;怕什麽我坚拒为情敌驳火&lt;br /&gt;原来伤懂追我不必去躲(追伤人)&lt;br /&gt;再见我的初恋跟你一起也不枉&lt;br /&gt;未曾乘风出海怎破浪&lt;br /&gt;你我这刻即影即有留来明日看&lt;br /&gt;别忘记你我那二人便当(再见我的初恋)&lt;br /&gt;满载你心坎 woo year woo&lt;br /&gt;满载你心坎 woo year woo&lt;br /&gt;那是蓝天与白云&lt;br /&gt;满载了欢欣 woo year woo&lt;br /&gt;我想心裏真有真有无穷快乐可发生(蓝天与白云)&lt;br /&gt;Lovin' U&lt;br /&gt;在暗地里高呼&lt;br /&gt;Lovin' U 完全迷恋&lt;br /&gt;即使你最后会辜负&lt;br /&gt;亦盼望你的安抚&lt;br /&gt;为我情怀细抚 (Lovin' U)&lt;br /&gt;其实我想讲清楚想讲清楚&lt;br /&gt;该怎说好&lt;br /&gt;其实我想讲清楚想讲清楚&lt;br /&gt;该怎算好(其实我我我)&lt;br /&gt;其实我想躲於你附近&lt;br /&gt;其实我想赌赌我命运&lt;br /&gt;然后你承认我我是谁的候任&lt;br /&gt;就算我已鉴定你非好人&lt;br /&gt;也只想要得到一个烙印&lt;br /&gt;但是我想并没有问&lt;br /&gt;其实你这坏人从来未为女生虔诚认真(啜泣)&lt;br /&gt;僧人都不喜爱我&lt;br /&gt;神你不欢喜我&lt;br /&gt;迫我入了魔&lt;br /&gt;爱侣几百万&lt;br /&gt;谁料我蠢得竟可重覆去犯错(爱神)&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你让我下沈喜欢你让我哭&lt;br /&gt;能待续获得糟踏亦满足&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你待我薄情喜欢你为人冷酷&lt;br /&gt;若是你也发现&lt;br /&gt;你也喜欢亏待我&lt;br /&gt;我愿让你爱上我更加多(痛爱)&lt;br /&gt;随星星闪过&lt;br /&gt;流行曲中担当主角往往太多&lt;br /&gt;大概因它虽小&lt;br /&gt;毕竟总见过&lt;br /&gt;今夜星河&lt;br /&gt;留下霎时星火&lt;br /&gt;直到密云飘过(明星)&lt;br /&gt;何苦再自命凄惨&lt;br /&gt;你当我捣蛋&lt;br /&gt;誓要去与他邂逅仍然从不怕被人话滥&lt;br /&gt;从未做过玩家&lt;br /&gt;但我却诚实认真去玩(一拍两散)&lt;br /&gt;你要分手我会补救&lt;br /&gt;至少你会赞叹我肯出丑&lt;br /&gt;也许我终有日会住进万尺天堂再来跟他激斗(任天堂流泪)&lt;br /&gt;逃避你爱是遥又远得很&lt;br /&gt;而我始终不敢靠近&lt;br /&gt;还是不相信能和你合衬(逃避你)&lt;br /&gt;从前情人还好吗&lt;br /&gt;尚独身吗还想我吗&lt;br /&gt;无缘成为最爱却又很牵挂(第二最爱)&lt;br /&gt;由这一分钟开始计起&lt;br /&gt;一分钟开始计起&lt;br /&gt;春风秋雨间&lt;br /&gt;这个白痴&lt;br /&gt;为了陪你活一次&lt;br /&gt;没智商得个痴&lt;br /&gt;时常被骗极容易&lt;br /&gt;然后最终眼看然后你都未曾在意&lt;br /&gt;一天一点伤心过这一百数十晚&lt;br /&gt;大概也够我送我来回地狱又折返人间&lt;br /&gt;春天分手秋天会习惯&lt;br /&gt;苦冲开了便淡&lt;br /&gt;这个白痴&lt;br /&gt;为了陪你活一次&lt;br /&gt;限我对你以半年时间慢慢的心淡&lt;br /&gt;心计令我诈不知&lt;br /&gt;平静的对你热度退减&lt;br /&gt;#一天一点伤心过这一百数十晚&lt;br /&gt;大概也够我送我来回地狱又折返人间&lt;br /&gt;春天分手秋天会习惯&lt;br /&gt;苦冲开了便淡#&lt;br /&gt;@这个白痴受你蒙骗亦可以&lt;br /&gt;受你点 给你指&lt;br /&gt;到最终的那时&lt;br /&gt;事已至此谁会最易逼你成熟&lt;br /&gt;然后承认爱意@&lt;br /&gt;其实诈蠢 全为你付出的心意(心淡+天才与白痴) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-2617887366659582263?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/2617887366659582263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=2617887366659582263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/2617887366659582263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/2617887366659582263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/freedom-or-not.html' title='Freedom (or not)'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-559834099133034260</id><published>2008-05-07T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:12:02.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utter ridiculous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How to do well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Make a subject soup and drink it. Follow closely:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pick a subject you wish to do well in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Take all of the subject's notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tear everything into incredibly small pieces so as to increase rate of diffusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boil water for 5 min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Throw the pieces of notes into the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stir. (For science subjects, if it is Physics, stir with the tail of a vernier caliper. If Chemistry, stir with glass rod. If Biology, serve in petri dish).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Add other ingredients like onions, cabbage, meat (only for non-humanities subjects), carrots etc. If it is Geography, consider adding in photos or postcards from an LEDC and a MEDC. Play tribal music if necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For Literature, read Shakespeare's works aloud as you cook. This has a therapeutic effect on the soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After 3 min, add salt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Serve. Drink to heart's content and pray hope that this recipe isn't a total waste of your time. ALSO, pray hope you don't get food poisoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alternatively, heat to saturation (remember that the notes are still inside).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let it cool, allowing it to crystallise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Filter to obtain crystals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Observe crystals with magnifying glass. You will see the answer sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rejoice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Even if you don't see the answer, pretend to rejoice and pray that this isn't a completely foolish move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. Follow the above at your own risk. It is neither based on experience nor scientific evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-559834099133034260?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/559834099133034260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=559834099133034260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/559834099133034260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/559834099133034260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/utter-ridiculous.html' title='Utter ridiculous'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-4702235999001946300</id><published>2008-05-07T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:06:48.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rush is not over ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am already contemplating some elaborate plan for a hedonists' revolution after the mid-years. And maybe a liberal reformation if I can take it. I'll be so so so so busy with entertainment and oh yes, projects - really passionate about some of them - [note: this is NOT a satire] I really like them. Think I'll come up with a list of no less than 50 items. Haha --- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the anticipation is sickeningly heavenly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-4702235999001946300?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/4702235999001946300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=4702235999001946300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/4702235999001946300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/4702235999001946300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/05/rush-is-not-over.html' title='The rush is not over ...'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-8771142225279438672</id><published>2008-04-30T02:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:26:44.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Break ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shall take a break from acids, common markets, QUAAADRATIC inequalities, REEVVIEWS - not an ADVERTISEMENT -, 高级华文与文化, Newton, Demographic Transition Models and Igbo society ... only to indulge in philosophical arguements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I guess it's pretty clear cut now. Non-dualism is the key to the age-old conflict between scientists and humanitarians (which includes religious people). Distinct but not separate. End of discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Having the academic mood right now, let me show an academic joke from the Net (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just for fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's how you should read science lingo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1) "IT HAS LONG BEEN KNOWN" ... I didn't look up the original reference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2) "A DEFINITE TREND IS EVIDENT" ... This data is practically meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3) "WHILE IS HAS NOT BEEN POSSIBLE TO PROVIDE DEFINITE ANSWERS TO THE QUESTIONS" ... An unsuccessful experiment, but I still hope to get it published.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4) "THREE OF THE SAMPLES WERE CHOSEN FOR DETAILED STUDY" ... The other results didn't make any sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5) "TYPICAL RESULTS ARE SHOWN" ...This is the prettiest graph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6) "THESE RESULTS WILL BE IN A SUBSEQUENT REPORT" ... I might get around to this sometime, if pushed/funded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7) "IN MY EXPERIENCE" ... Once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8) "IN CASE AFTER CASE" ... Twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9) "IN A SERIES OF CASES" ... Thrice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10) "IT IS BELIEVED THAT" ... I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;11) "IT IS GENERALLY BELIEVED THAT" ... A couple of other guys think so too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12) "CORRECT WITHIN AN ORDER OF MAGNITUDE" ... Wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;13) "ACCORDING TO STATISTICAL ANALYSIS" ... Rumour has it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;14) "A STATISTICALLY ORIENTATED PROJECTION OF THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THESE FINDINGS" ... A wild guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;15) "A CAREFUL ANALYSIS OF THE OBTAINABLE DATA" ... Three pages of notes were obliterated when I knocked over a glass of beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;16) "IT IS CLEAR THAT MUCH ADDITIONAL WORK WILL BE REQUIRED BEFORE A COMPLETE UNDERSTANDING OF THIS PHENOMENA OCCURS" ... I don't understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;17) "AFTER ADDITIONAL STUDY BY MY COLLEAGUES" ... They don't understand it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"THANKS ARE DUE TO JOE BLOTZ FOR ASSISTANCE WITH THE EXPERIMENT AND TO ANDREA SCHAEFFER FOR VALUABLE DISCUSSIONS" ... Mr. Boltz did the work and Ms. Schaeffer explained to me what it meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;18) "A HIGHLY SIGNIFICANT AREA FOR EXPLORATORY STUDY" ... A totally useless topic selected by my committee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;19) "IT IS HOPED THAT THIS STUDY WILL STIMULATE FURTHER INVESTIGATION IN THIS FIELD" ... I quit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is hilarious. Hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-8771142225279438672?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/8771142225279438672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=8771142225279438672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8771142225279438672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8771142225279438672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/04/break.html' title='A Break ...'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-7167793570241832715</id><published>2008-04-24T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T05:02:13.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little thing about life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The world is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well ... maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But who cares;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Get on with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-7167793570241832715?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/7167793570241832715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=7167793570241832715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/7167793570241832715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/7167793570241832715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-thing-about-life.html' title='A little thing about life'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-5803417013877632937</id><published>2008-04-19T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:25:02.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>国立-德明脉搏指南媒体讲座</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to this talk about the mass media today. And it's 收益无穷！1 professor, 1 newscaster, 1 enthusiastic teacher and 1 specialist in political news make up the lecture. There were 4 lectures; the 1st one was sneak-peaky and humorous, the 2nd one controversial, the 3rd one revealed some shocking evidences of teenagers' choice of media and the 4th one was a course on the subject of Pure Chimology conducted by a European professor (presumably) with high proficiency in Chinese and China Studies. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And when it's QnA session a Hwa Chong JC guy (I think) raised so many sensitive topics, about 媒体的问题、教育制度的问题、早报名字的来历（LOL）…… so stunned. But the lecturers answered it in a 大事化小小事化无-kind-of method. Then Samuel and I were having a decent conversation on media in China. Haven't had such a talk in AGES. Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Furthermore I found out &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samuel knows this teacher who knows Faith Goh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o.o Amazing how all the people around you know each other. It's like totally random connections. Who knows, maybe Alhagie is related to my neighbour in some weird, distant way ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-5803417013877632937?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/5803417013877632937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=5803417013877632937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5803417013877632937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5803417013877632937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_19.html' title='国立-德明脉搏指南媒体讲座'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-8737788871120959419</id><published>2008-04-17T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T04:00:18.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to Conspiracy Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know it. Don't hide it any longer. Everyone is conspiring against me. Took 15 years to realise this; how dumb can I be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Putting me through all the challenges, all the setbacks ... for what? To laugh at the embarassing moments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know everyone is in it - from my class to the websites to the entire world. It's a show. Hypocritical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The websites - it's all flooded with evidence. From news like indices rising and falling to movie advertisements. It's all part of an elaborate plot to manipulate my emotions and control what I do. And all of you are in it. Every. Single. One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All of you are really experts in acting. I applaud that. You should all just join some drama company instead of wasting your time on my show. So much so that you've all deceived me for 15 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The things in my life - it's all orchestrated. Cars of different colours go by as I sit in the bus to change my mood. Some detour and then come back again and again for repetition --- for boredom. I will wonder why they did that and ask someone I know beside me. That person would just shrug it off and change the subject. Why? Because he is part of the conspiracy. Everyone is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But it's fake. Everything. Even the world map. I have no guarantee that it is true. For all I know, Earth might just as well be a flat, indefinite landscape where you never fall off the edge when you walk too far. You lied to me that the Earth is spherical. It is in fact not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But don't stop this game. I know I can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The above is in no way meant to represent my, or in fact, anyone's social life. Period. It is purely a satire on people who believe in a global conspiracy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-8737788871120959419?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/8737788871120959419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=8737788871120959419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8737788871120959419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8737788871120959419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/04/response-to-conspiracy-theory.html' title='Response to Conspiracy Theory'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-422184501826743911</id><published>2008-04-11T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T03:54:09.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I failed NAPFA =(. Got 9 points and 2 Fs. If it hadn't been for the first criteria I would have gotten at least a bronze. STANDARD pull-up: fail by &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;. Standing broad jump enemy since time immemorial: fail by &lt;strong&gt;38cm&lt;/strong&gt;. Why does my brithday have to be so early? Especially almost JUST BEFORE the NAPFA ... Arghh ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Getting worried. Have to learn proper broad jump technique already ... if not HOW AM I GOING TO PASS FUTURE BMT?! I imagine myself re-taking it again and again until it becomes something like a Gulag camp. Where my will to survive would be extremely strong. Maybe that will boost me. Who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Speaking of BMT here are some rumours I've heard about NS (correct me if I'm wrong, or if you have a different version of it) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Most famous one: &lt;strong&gt;No training on Thursdays at Pulau Tekong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flags / Colours / Crests are blessed by priests from the 4 major religions for good luck. Berets are especially carried at night to ward off evil &lt;/strong&gt;(since berets have crests on them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never pee by a tree in a forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NSMen have to go to a Bruneian &lt;/strong&gt;(apologies if I spelt incorrectly)&lt;strong&gt; ridge that is extremely narrow. They have to run on this long, narrow strip. If you lose your balance and fall, then it's the end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In BMT, recruits have to jump off a 6-storey building &lt;/strong&gt;(with safety precautions and a bean-bag like cushion below)&lt;strong&gt;. Some recruits get so scared they wet their pants. Others scream when they jump.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At one point in time, recruits will be asked to go to Choa Chu Kang cemetery near midnight. They would be fetched there in a lorry, drop recruits off at different random points and they are to find their way out, given only a torchlight.&lt;/strong&gt; (Actually I think this is quite thrilling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NSMen are addicted to horror stories.&lt;/strong&gt; (Reason could be that it never does you harm to know more ... defense is of essence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(disclaimer: these are based on what I've heard. I don't know how true they are. Believe at your own risk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When will I know? When I turn 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Speaking of 18, I shall continue my SATIRE：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;四月十一日&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;啊！夏绿蒂！我有这么多事评述，NAPFA不及格。想当初妳打钢琴，我读稿，气氛多浪漫……如今……缺全归于空。空虚，为何物？晚宴之夜只不过是个过去的事。哎……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't worry. Of course I'm not being emo about the fact that I fail NAPFA. Just try my best next year! I'm an optimist after all ... =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-422184501826743911?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/422184501826743911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=422184501826743911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/422184501826743911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/422184501826743911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/04/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-5010584837784131849</id><published>2008-04-07T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T03:19:28.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>新书……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;好久没&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;post了。TXY迎新会晚会蛮有趣的，可没想到面示的人竟是营长！O。O前天刚去‘开会’—写作、投稿的开会。有趣；可能6月假期会写给酷版，要先注意注意潮流，先了解港台‘局势’。若真的登报，是一整版！O。O有空再说……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;最近受了情绪潮流影响，所以……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;四月七日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;我来到学校，清风吻过面孔，感觉自在。然而，那倩影又出现了。走着走着，仿佛随风飘浮，走进课室……风过，叶子残落，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Think I had better stop it. It's getting nowhere. There's some broken grammar inside too. It's a satire, in case you get carried away by it. I'm not mocking the original writer, my subject of mocking is left for anyone who reads this to ponder. That's the role of literature, isn't it? Maybe I should write future posts in this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-5010584837784131849?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/5010584837784131849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=5010584837784131849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5010584837784131849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5010584837784131849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='新书……'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-1059915561521606762</id><published>2008-02-24T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T05:21:36.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>200 Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to take 200 photos for Bian Cai Ban yesterday. Places: Shenton Way, Raffles Place, CBD, Esplanade, Makansutra Gluttons Bay. Here are some:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170533213412854034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/R8FskBzVCRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y5t2gcGIR2I/s320/P1010123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170533831888144674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/R8FtIBzVCSI/AAAAAAAAADY/BG8KjtCgUb0/s320/P1010137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170534385938925874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/R8FtoRzVCTI/AAAAAAAAADg/bqgFDolVqKs/s320/P1010139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170535279292123458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/R8FucRzVCUI/AAAAAAAAADo/fW1FOgpRf8k/s320/P1010154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Behold; night photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170535962191923538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/R8FvEBzVCVI/AAAAAAAAADw/VvCPI1OanRo/s320/P1010178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-1059915561521606762?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/1059915561521606762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=1059915561521606762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1059915561521606762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1059915561521606762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/02/200-photos.html' title='200 Photos'/><author><name>ZL</name><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/_yNe5dSS9lME/R8FskBzVCRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y5t2gcGIR2I/s72-c/P1010123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5092047507725291681.post-4766901586941742494</id><published>2008-02-19T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T06:30:18.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberation? In its truest sense?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our passport to true freedom is with-held by the Human Condition Customs Office, under the Mortal Responsibilities Act, Section 1314.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[disclaimer: this post has no political intentions.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-4766901586941742494?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/4766901586941742494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=4766901586941742494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/4766901586941742494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/4766901586941742494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/02/liberation-in-its-truest-sense.html' title='Liberation? In its truest sense?'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-1829780995856356488</id><published>2008-02-18T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T04:22:37.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/1/08</title><content type='html'>今天大家怨气好大……呵，不多说了……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-1829780995856356488?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/1829780995856356488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=1829780995856356488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1829780995856356488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1829780995856356488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/02/18108.html' title='18/1/08'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-6819899909147101217</id><published>2008-02-17T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:51:45.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>劲歌金曲10:38分钟</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;昨天与家人庆祝15生日，吃了晚餐，去唱K。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;劲歌金曲(Medley)&lt;br /&gt;第一章: 天大的爱爱你/ 爱是永恒/ 我的骄傲/ 爱是最大权利/ 恋爱大过天&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;爱妳　我管不了是祸　未想过是为何　能爱着妳苦也未去躲&lt;br /&gt;有着我便有着你　真爱是永不死&lt;br /&gt;穿过喜和悲　跨过生和死&lt;br /&gt;See me fly I'm singing in the sky&lt;br /&gt;假使我算神话　因你创更愉快&lt;br /&gt;凭我彻底的勇气　爱是最大权利&lt;br /&gt;不理场面不伟大　我共你始终同游生死&lt;br /&gt;还有哪一种结尾　花光一切在乎你&lt;br /&gt;没有想过太多　我只需要你&lt;br /&gt;恋爱大过天　想不想也日夜怀念　&lt;br /&gt;连甜梦也不够甜　怎么闪　同学始终会遇见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二章: 讲情Shall We Talk/ 哪有一天不想你/ 越吻越伤心/ 我说过要你快乐/ 假如让我说下去/ 情深说话未曾讲&lt;br /&gt;=====================================&lt;br /&gt;Shall we talk Shall we talk　就当重新手拖手去上学堂&lt;br /&gt;我带着情意　一丝丝凄怆　&lt;br /&gt;许多说话都　仍然未讲&lt;br /&gt;纵隔别遥远　怀念对方　&lt;br /&gt;悲伤盼换上　再会祈望&lt;br /&gt;越吻越伤心　明明无余地再过问　&lt;br /&gt;明明知道衷心一吻　会有更亲厚质感&lt;br /&gt;我说过要你快乐　让我担当失恋的主角　&lt;br /&gt;改写了剧情　无言地飘泊&lt;br /&gt;我想哭　你可不可以暂时别要睡&lt;br /&gt;陪着我　像最初相识我当时未怕累&lt;br /&gt;但如果　但如果说下去　或者&lt;br /&gt;我有说话未曾讲　你着刹那在何方&lt;br /&gt;如何能连系上　&lt;br /&gt;与你再相伴在旁　如晨光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三章: 日月星辰风雨潮 太阳星辰/ 爱如潮水/ 蓝雨/ 爱如潮水/ 风继续吹/ 让一切随风/ 如风/ 约定&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;太阳星辰　即使变灰暗　&lt;br /&gt;心中记忆　一生照我心&lt;br /&gt;我的爱如潮水　&lt;br /&gt;爱如潮水将我向妳推　&lt;br /&gt;紧紧跟随　爱如潮水它将妳我包围&lt;br /&gt;冷冷雨 Wo...　&lt;br /&gt;没焦点因找不到妳　&lt;br /&gt;冷冷雨低泣彷佛要等妳经过&lt;br /&gt;答应我妳从此不在深夜里徘徊　&lt;br /&gt;不再轻易尝试放纵的滋味　&lt;br /&gt;妳可知道这样会让我心碎&lt;br /&gt;风继续吹　不忍远离　&lt;br /&gt;心里亦有泪不愿流泪望着妳&lt;br /&gt;各种空虚　冷冷冷　&lt;br /&gt;吹起吹起风里梦&lt;br /&gt;过去的心　火般灼热　&lt;br /&gt;今天已变了冰冻&lt;br /&gt;来又如风　离又如风　&lt;br /&gt;或世事通通不过是场梦&lt;br /&gt;人在途中　人在时空　&lt;br /&gt;相识也许不过擦过梦中&lt;br /&gt;就算你壮阔胸膛　不敌天气　&lt;br /&gt;两鬓斑白　都可认得你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第四章: 两个人现代爱情故事/ 相爱很难/ 谁令你心痴/ 相逢何必曾相识/ 教我如何不爱她/ 温柔的你&lt;br /&gt;======================&lt;br /&gt;别离没有对错　要走也解释不多&lt;br /&gt;现代说永远　已经很傻&lt;br /&gt;随着那一宵去　火花以消逝&lt;br /&gt;不可能付出一生　那么多&lt;br /&gt;也许相爱很难　&lt;br /&gt;就难在其实双方各有各寄望　怎么办&lt;br /&gt;要单恋都难　&lt;br /&gt;受太大的礼会内疚却也无力归还&lt;br /&gt;Darling I Want You 你竟不知默默向风呆企　去等心中戏子&lt;br /&gt;曾无限次　欲话我知　却也停止&lt;br /&gt;同是天涯沦落人　&lt;br /&gt;在这伤心者通道上同行　&lt;br /&gt;也许不必知道我是谁&lt;br /&gt;无谓　令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你令你&lt;br /&gt;如何可以不爱他　&lt;br /&gt;莫非生命只配有一个他&lt;br /&gt;到了没法相处　再去记它好处　&lt;br /&gt;凭回忆制造这自欺的笑话&lt;br /&gt;随时日在远飞　难舍弃　&lt;br /&gt;每次看见冷冬到访的你那年冬天　两心遇上　没逃避&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第五章: 浪情歌谁明浪子心/ 友情岁月/ 飞女正传&lt;br /&gt;==============&lt;br /&gt;可以笑的话　不会哭&lt;br /&gt;可相知的心　那怕追逐&lt;br /&gt;可惜每次遇上热爱&lt;br /&gt;没法使我感觉我终于　遇上幸福&lt;br /&gt;来忘掉错对　来怀念过去　&lt;br /&gt;曾共渡患难日子总有乐趣不相信会绝望　不感觉到踌躇　&lt;br /&gt;在美梦里竞争　每日拼命进取&lt;br /&gt;世界将我包围　誓死都一齐　&lt;br /&gt;壮观得有如　悬崖的婚礼&lt;br /&gt;也许生于世上　无重要作为　&lt;br /&gt;仍有这种真爱会留低&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第六章: 神爱世人少女的祈祷/ 神啊救救我/ 爱神&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;祈求天地放过一双恋人　&lt;br /&gt;怕发生的永远别发生&lt;br /&gt;从来没顺利遇上好景降临　如何能重拾信心&lt;br /&gt;神啊　救救我吧　&lt;br /&gt;一把年纪了　一个爱人都没有&lt;br /&gt;孤独是可怜的　&lt;br /&gt;如果没爱过　人生是黑白的&lt;br /&gt;真人都不喜爱我　神你不欢喜我迫我入了魔&lt;br /&gt;爱侣几百万　谁料我蠢得竟可重复去犯错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;完结章: 好心一早放开我小城大事/ 献世/ 爱与诚/ 好心分手/ 谁愿放手&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;吻下来　豁出去　&lt;br /&gt;这吻别似覆水　再来也许要天上团聚&lt;br /&gt;眼泪还是留给天抚慰　&lt;br /&gt;你是前度　何必听我吠&lt;br /&gt;别再做情人　&lt;br /&gt;做只猫做只狗　不做情人&lt;br /&gt;做只宠物至少可爱迷人&lt;br /&gt;和你不瞅不睬　最终只会成为敌人好心一早放开我　&lt;br /&gt;好心一早放开我　重头努力也坎坷&lt;br /&gt;统统不要好过　来年岁月那么多　&lt;br /&gt;为继续而继续&lt;br /&gt;没有好处还是我　&lt;br /&gt;若注定有一点苦楚　不如自己亲手割破&lt;br /&gt;谁得到过愿放手　&lt;br /&gt;曾精彩过愿挽留&lt;br /&gt;年年月月逝去越是觉得深爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吪……终于抄完了。&lt;br /&gt;累了，再谈吧。拜。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-6819899909147101217?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/6819899909147101217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=6819899909147101217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/6819899909147101217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/6819899909147101217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/02/1038.html' title='劲歌金曲10:38分钟'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-5934349128195236741</id><published>2008-02-15T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:31:40.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>好久不见</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;好久没post了。新年公共假期已过，至于情人节，全校好像在庆祝友谊节、师生节、学长节，不然哪来的一大堆情侣？！…… 星期三去YDSP奖学金面试，有些紧张。健维显得很‘平常心’，让我更紧张LOL。入室，第一个问题：“Your name is 致樑, 栋梁的梁？”我说加个木字边，她好似听不懂。之后，“What are you here for?”讲着讲着，过了10分钟，终于结束（其实已算短了！）。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;最近感冒！啣……碰上CCA老师，说要多去。我说上次是因为面试所以不能去，这次因为感冒。我看，没人会信感冒这么‘简单’的理由叻……一个字：吜。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;啊……功课繁重，不写了。拜。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-5934349128195236741?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/5934349128195236741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=5934349128195236741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5934349128195236741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/5934349128195236741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_15.html' title='好久不见'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-2989653798701573458</id><published>2008-02-02T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:43:00.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lusting as usual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here I have a mad schedule: 3 competitions and 2 projects all at once. Plus, homework - of course, how could I ever forget that? I can almost feel the calling of the pool once again - I seriously need 13-lap therapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have what I call a 15-hour day, meaning I still need another 9 hours to complete all my work. Yes you can imagine the mountainpile now. But it’s only the beginning - Yee Shuang said it will be much more ridiculous in the middle of the year - CCA responsibilities will come into the picture, plus, more homework. Mr Tan said, the road to A-Levels is the most stressful one; university life is s.l.a.c.k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that said, I should really get back to my work, lest I’ll miss the pool like last week. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-2989653798701573458?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/2989653798701573458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=2989653798701573458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/2989653798701573458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/2989653798701573458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/02/lusting-yet-again.html' title='Lusting as usual'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-3125086691693012091</id><published>2008-01-29T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:54:48.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>严以律己</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A man was feeling very guilty about something he did,(which wasn’t very wrong),so he decided to punish himself by not drinking any wateruntil he crossed the desert and reached the end of the forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the desert,he was dying of thirst,but remained composed and did not let his emotions out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he reached front part of the forest, it suddenly rained.Rainwater poured into his mouth -the feeling was heavenly…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He thought for a while,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spat all the water out from his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163895747248376322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNe5dSS9lME/R6nX0pfjygI/AAAAAAAAACo/k2S2paV1WOw/s320/ksaland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you have done the same?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-3125086691693012091?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/3125086691693012091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=3125086691693012091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3125086691693012091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/3125086691693012091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='严以律己'/><author><name>ZL</name><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/_yNe5dSS9lME/R6nX0pfjygI/AAAAAAAAACo/k2S2paV1WOw/s72-c/ksaland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5092047507725291681.post-1938451557165916405</id><published>2008-01-20T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:51:31.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddhist courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's just say I found this on someone else's blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a rebel army swept into a town in Korea,&lt;br /&gt;all the monks of the Zen temple fled except &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the abbot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general came into the temple and was annoyedthat the abbot did not receive him with respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don't you know,” he shouted,“that you are looking at a man who canrun you through without blinking?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And you,” replied the abbot strongly,“are looking at a man who can be runthrough without blinking!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general stared at him,then made a bow and retired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-1938451557165916405?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/1938451557165916405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=1938451557165916405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1938451557165916405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/1938451557165916405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/01/buddhist-courage-iroquoian-wisdom.html' title='Buddhist courage'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-8212107392478695712</id><published>2008-01-19T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T03:16:45.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP for Darul Ihsan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went for the 5h CIP session for today. We were at Jurong East Reg. Library at 0730, then I set off with Adam and Jun Wei to West Coast Park. The journey and the destination was so reminiscent - of the 12h Advance NCO hike. We took 176 (I think) there and surprise of surprises - a few teachers and my juniors from JWPS were there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mrs Syu and Mdm Suriati who donated generously. They are very good teachers. Now I can’t wait for teachers’ day LOL.  They were (together with other students) painting the dustbin in West Coast Park. And my luck was quite good - the people there are polite and one woman with her 2 children even donated $100 to each of us! My parents went there too; so totally unexpected. Saw Boon Choong’s mother there also (I think she’s a parent volunteer).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pang-sehed Adam and went IMM; got chased away by the security. After that, walked to Science Center - Wei Qiang was there LOL. Then would be Chinese / Japanese Garden, where we received our remaining 5% or so donations. (Better than nothing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all collected about at least $110. According to a piece of paper, 100% would go to Darul Ihsan Orphanage - it was their Flag Day. Some volunteers are staying until 2200! Don’t know where they get the energy. I feel as if I have just returned from half an NCO hike. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-8212107392478695712?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/8212107392478695712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=8212107392478695712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8212107392478695712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/8212107392478695712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/01/cip-for-darul-ihsan.html' title='CIP for Darul Ihsan'/><author><name>ZL</name><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-5092047507725291681.post-691337132831757025</id><published>2008-01-13T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T03:16:04.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming and such</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi, first post ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok anyway, I swam 6 perimeters of a pool yesterday, which is 12 lenghts and 12 breadths. Just wanted to get away from all the work and projects and whatever 'hits' I've been getting for quite a while now. All the math, the physics, the disinterested CID group I have is driving me nuts. I didn't even know what I was thinking - just wanted to swim, swim, swim. The longer the better. The colder the better. When I dipped in my head it felt really good. It was so cold that I (for once) couldn't even think of anything. And after that I just kept swimming - even though the sky was threatening to rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And for today (which is immediately 1 day after the long swim), I ran 2.0km during PE. We boys had to run each round in 2min, followed by a 2min break after every round - which is quite lenient already, though it's still quite tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, still got quite a lot left undone. Talk another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5092047507725291681-691337132831757025?l=trajectory-21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/feeds/691337132831757025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5092047507725291681&amp;postID=691337132831757025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/691337132831757025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5092047507725291681/posts/default/691337132831757025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trajectory-21.blogspot.com/2008/01/swimming-and-such.html' title='Swimming and such'/><author><name>ZL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
