<?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-10280986</id><updated>2012-01-30T23:00:08.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My world in words.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>timothy</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>383</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-8255078838714455051</id><published>2012-01-14T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:55:30.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with every thoughtless utter&lt;br /&gt;the meaning gets closer to less&lt;br /&gt;fleeting moments of song and dance&lt;br /&gt;totally sold on the modern romance&lt;br /&gt;simplicity that's painted to be&lt;br /&gt;is nothing more than escaping reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time passes and people age&lt;br /&gt;the truth gets locked in a self-made cage&lt;br /&gt;straying with a different hand&lt;br /&gt;when it all crumbles to that of naught&lt;br /&gt;it will be almost impossible to land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8255078838714455051?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8255078838714455051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8255078838714455051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8255078838714455051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8255078838714455051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8255078838714455051' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-3112152890708634682</id><published>2011-12-20T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:14:14.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings</title><content type='html'>his story, her story and now their story.&lt;br /&gt;as i begin to enter the phase of attending weddings, friends, colleagues and all.. my favourite part is watching the initial video clips/photos and witnessing the bright smiles on the groom &amp;amp; bride faces.. it doesn't matter if i know them well but often enough, i find my heartstrings being tugged as their faces of glee shines right through the projector screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there need not be much editing for their facial expressions tell it all.. for if this was a trailer of a romantic movie, i'll totally be amazed by the actors of this fairytale story.. and finally when the clip ends, and the duo appears hand in hand.. its like the premier of a grand movie. and from 2d to 3d, the leading cast shows up with the same expressions of glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, unlike a premier where the actors can lay back knowing all work is done, the leading man and woman of our wedding know its just begun.. for the smiles cannot last forever and tough times await.. but i hope they know that just as easily as the smiles can fade, they can easily appear again. and i wish them the same bright smiles throughout their wedded life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3112152890708634682?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3112152890708634682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3112152890708634682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3112152890708634682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3112152890708634682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3112152890708634682' title='Weddings'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-7584100423690587079</id><published>2011-11-08T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:05:18.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>complications often starts within&lt;br /&gt;emotions aplenty beneath that skin&lt;br /&gt;to change, to adapt&lt;br /&gt;an ongoing process of life's destiny&lt;br /&gt;walk along the lines of morality&lt;br /&gt;and you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon the junction of left and right&lt;br /&gt;if both choice just doesn't seem right&lt;br /&gt;who says you cant turn around&lt;br /&gt;or bash through the middle&lt;br /&gt;and set a new path alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when one can change, will one be able to invoke change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7584100423690587079?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7584100423690587079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7584100423690587079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7584100423690587079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7584100423690587079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#7584100423690587079' title='Change'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-808983059386977570</id><published>2011-08-23T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:50:12.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if there's any reason why it got darker&lt;br /&gt;it would be the amount of light that i let shine&lt;br /&gt;perceptions and deceptions strikes the initial&lt;br /&gt;and everything just falls into line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempts to weave a different tale&lt;br /&gt;prove futile as the plot sails&lt;br /&gt;its a different story but the usual suspects&lt;br /&gt;and its all known of what to expect&lt;br /&gt;of whats written with a broken pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-808983059386977570?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-3751297493687599128</id><published>2011-07-12T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T21:36:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"At the wake one of my father's coworkers from the import shop, a beefy Cajun guy with forearms like Popeye the cartoon sailorman, put a hand on my shoulder and said, "Your dad's in a better place kid." The standard rap. With a nod I replied that yes, I knew it, thank you. But i doubt we had the same place in mind. He was thinking entrance, I was thinking exit. It's the same door but the sign makes all the difference. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3751297493687599128?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3751297493687599128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3751297493687599128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3751297493687599128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3751297493687599128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3751297493687599128' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5423850790867471748</id><published>2011-06-18T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T17:27:59.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICT Cycle 1</title><content type='html'>having completed my very first reservice just proved my original beliefs before going into the army.. that i really wanted to be in a fighting unit.. as we streamed in on the first day of our ICT (In-camp Training), laughter, smiles and hi fives were all around as friends come together again.. never has there been such a happier atmosphere with the ppl wearing green.. of course there were the stragglers.. minorities from training schools or those who have deferred from their original units.. either standing alone or finding their mini clusters as they observe their surroundings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didn't feel like a year at all that we last bid our farewells at this very same camp.. as the week goes by, everything felt like it was just ytd but instead of being "the same old shit again" like we used to say.. that sense of nostalgia and knowing u been thru all that just makes it so special.. and the first night, it really was my highlight.. it didn't matter if i had to wait an hour b4 being able to get onto the court.. cause once in it, we were never getting out.. passing the ball around like we have never stopped playing at all, the chemistry and goals that kept coming.. boy was i high ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i only had about 6 hours of sleep daily and it wasn't cause we had any night training but rather it really was a time for catch up, fooling around and just spending time with one another.. you can say it was only a little over a year that i spent with these ppl.. but having slept, eat and spend almost every second together.. the shit we went through really just helped made the bonds stronger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the week flew by, we parted at the gates knowing that our friendship will go on in the years to come.. while we head on back to our separate lives, that shared memory of our NS times will always be at the constant back of our minds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5423850790867471748?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5423850790867471748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5423850790867471748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5423850790867471748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5423850790867471748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5423850790867471748' title='ICT Cycle 1'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1720049756050323257</id><published>2011-04-23T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:17:26.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Chapter</title><content type='html'>so i've started since the beginning of the month at my new job as a RC (recruitment consultant).. honestly, it wasn't one of the job options i had in mind as i was deciding on my next step.. it was only while applying for jobs and coming across the advert, i thought "why not". since i'm good with sales and enjoy meeting ppl.. it turned out pretty alright, i think i've adapted and settled in pretty well.. its just strange how being a RC never really did cross my mind as i was narrowing my options.. and all of a sudden i find myself here.. so of cos the plan is to do well and hopefully make a mark in the long run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, it feels good to be working again.. time really flies in the office when it gets busy and at least there's a sense of satisfaction at the end of the day.. well, the best thing is that my office is at JE.. 20min is all the traveling it takes.. brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, elections coming and saw the men in white at je mrt after work one day.. they were there shaking hands.. honestly. i find that a load of wayang bullshit.. i hope they opened their eyes and see how god damn crowded the train station was.. doubt they care anw.. probably traveled there in their respective comfortable cars.. pfft.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-645623971023417065</id><published>2011-03-18T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:46:48.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 23 this year?!</title><content type='html'>ok, it certainly doesn't feel like it.. first of all, i definitely do not look the part.. no surprise there.. and honestly, i still feel like i'm 18/19, bumping around.. enjoying the adolescent time of my life.. OH MY GOD, i really need a job soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of the conversations with my mum, i asked her.. do you think i'm quite the failure, no job, no relationship, no degree, no nothing.. and she just goes "now then you know ah".. well, so where am i heading.. at the moment, i think i've got a job with an events company.. something i've been striving towards for awhile now.. i use "i think" cause they are kinda leaving me hanging.. they did mention that they're hiring me.. and then i was suppose to start work.. and then they postpone it.. and then now its KIV mode.. brilliant! i think i'll give them a call tml.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my carefree manner at times does seem worrying.. i mean those my age are gradually carving out their future.. mine just doesnt seem too concrete at the moment.. but i like to think that once presented with the chance, i'll grab it.. and we'll see i guess.. i should be heading somewhere by the end of this age of 23. =p&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-3886746436048160221</id><published>2011-03-13T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:34:09.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The False Truth</title><content type='html'>is it wrong to believe in a truth&lt;br /&gt;that is nothing more than self delusion&lt;br /&gt;convincing lies that began as a facade&lt;br /&gt;unknowingly becomes the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this safe heaven that has taken its symphonic form&lt;br /&gt;do you tear that apart to shed the light&lt;br /&gt;and risk taking away what keeps him strong&lt;br /&gt;for the act of disillusion&lt;br /&gt;may shatter more than what was intended&lt;br /&gt;or to close a blind eye and play pretend&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully the truth stands&lt;br /&gt;will that become your truth then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3886746436048160221?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3886746436048160221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3886746436048160221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3886746436048160221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3886746436048160221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3886746436048160221' title='The False Truth'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-7876903314000028944</id><published>2011-02-12T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:10:47.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood is Thicker than Water</title><content type='html'>so chi new year has arrived and its almost over.. this year, i've done  my fair share of gatherings and gambling.. none though, were among  relatives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood may indeed be thicker than water, but i sure know it isn't thicker  than greed, lust, stupidity or hatred.. it was clear over the years,  that these sins have all won their respective battles.. ties were  strained and bonds were broken, if there was any at all.. and as my mum  put it, she sees her family as all dead (her siblings that is).. and for  me its simple, if you go against her, you're going against me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its stupid no matter which way you look at it.. there is no rich family  background to talk of and the main asset being a hdb flat which my  grandma, who was the last relative i had respect for, left behind.. to  think i grew up calling them aunties, laughing and playing with their  children.. all of that just a distant memory now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to say i'm not one bit envious, would be a lie.. of families i hear  laughing away in neighboring houses, the sight of cousins of different  generations coming together.. perhaps one day, i'll meet up with my  cousins years from now and we'll be able to put aside our parents'  differences.. laugh about it and hopefully not repeat their mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, i've adapted to living without any of them and things are pretty fine with just my mum and younger bros.. as far as blood relation is concern to me, they are all i have and all that really matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7876903314000028944?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7876903314000028944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7876903314000028944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7876903314000028944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7876903314000028944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#7876903314000028944' title='Blood is Thicker than Water'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5723244111709606468</id><published>2011-01-27T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:57:54.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the book "Dear American Airlines"</title><content type='html'>There is only one time that is important: now. The present is the only  time over which we have power. The most important person is the one  beside you, for no man knows if he will ever have dealings with another.  And the most important thing to do is to make the one beside you happy.  For that purpose alone was man sent into this life. - alojzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't expecting much when i first picked up this book from the library but its beautifully wickedly written.. a great read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5723244111709606468?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5723244111709606468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5723244111709606468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5723244111709606468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5723244111709606468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5723244111709606468' title='From the book &quot;Dear American Airlines&quot;'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-9107295719386741258</id><published>2011-01-13T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T00:03:50.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out with the "Older" generation</title><content type='html'>so i just got back from playing soccer and supper with a bunch of 30 somethings uncles.. it was just some random open field near peoples park, using just 4 cones as goalpost and there you go.. kinda like kampong soccer style and though i was the youngest there, somehow i felt the oldest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this uncle especially, he was shouting and joking around as he ran around the pitch.. he had this vigor and strong life force that really was awesome.. so there we were, 7 "uncles" 1 younger uncle (my colleague) and myself running around this field chasing a ball.. for that hour plus everything else just became invisible - the buildings, noisy traffic, passerbys on the walk way.. playing soccer with them really reminded me of how much i love the game.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-9107295719386741258?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/9107295719386741258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=9107295719386741258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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home again and good friends are just a phone call away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Accept the fact that not everyone has common sense and that doesn't make them a lesser human being, just an annoying one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Consider using sun screen lotion the next time i decide to play soccer in the scorching afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am and i enjoy being a mind over heart person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8284631372310235734?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8284631372310235734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8284631372310235734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8284631372310235734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8284631372310235734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8284631372310235734' title='Notes to Self:'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1809219938813504925</id><published>2010-11-30T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:09:58.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to shout it out loud&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't even manage a whisper&lt;br /&gt;and everything just went by without a sound&lt;br /&gt;now everyday it echoes&lt;br /&gt;the haunting silence that follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now even as i turn back&lt;br /&gt;i am one big mess inside&lt;br /&gt;now even if i want to&lt;br /&gt;you've already said your goodbye&lt;br /&gt;you say good morning&lt;br /&gt;i say good evening&lt;br /&gt;the world we live in, so ever conflicting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-1809219938813504925?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/1809219938813504925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=1809219938813504925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1809219938813504925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3179568616566821098?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3179568616566821098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3179568616566821098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3179568616566821098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3179568616566821098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3179568616566821098' title='I want my life to be.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-8060303558584684954</id><published>2010-11-03T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T23:41:41.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not one who ponders much about regret&lt;br /&gt;but how could i ever forget&lt;br /&gt;back then, the spinning coin had to come to a stop&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm left staring at the side thats all a lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heartfelt words still echoes within me&lt;br /&gt;but to listen and help you, i cannot answer&lt;br /&gt;and now i can only think if i could have conveyed it better&lt;br /&gt;the words you said should really have been mine&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry even throughout this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only wish now that you're really okay&lt;br /&gt;like you say you would&lt;br /&gt;cause i never could&lt;br /&gt;how could i ever........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8060303558584684954?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8060303558584684954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8060303558584684954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8060303558584684954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8060303558584684954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8060303558584684954' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-3248552517402915339</id><published>2010-10-18T17:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:13:53.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Immerse in the less</title><content type='html'>when you walk along the roads, do you focus on the cars zooming by or do you stop and take a second look at the old man cycling with bags of recycled materials hung all around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you open the papers, do you first read the story of yet another property boom or maybe the story of how a family of 6 survives on $300/month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it always the Monday Blues&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps its just you&lt;br /&gt;take a step back&lt;br /&gt;immerse in the less&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you'll feel a lot more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3248552517402915339?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3248552517402915339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3248552517402915339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3248552517402915339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3248552517402915339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3248552517402915339' title='Immerse in the less'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2708920631059358663</id><published>2010-10-03T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:28:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sad how we blame it on the passing time&lt;br /&gt;there's always an excuse  in every line&lt;br /&gt;we pursue fame and thrive on the attention&lt;br /&gt;we're  unable to identify or value a real relation&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts of the world  become more important&lt;br /&gt;simple dreams become irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad  how we're caught up in this eternal chase&lt;br /&gt;there's seldom a winner in  this race&lt;br /&gt;having regrets and sacrifice for that unknown prize&lt;br /&gt;innocence  replaced with endless lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did it all end up like this&lt;br /&gt;living  in a self delusion bliss&lt;br /&gt;only when the dust settles&lt;br /&gt;does it  strike home&lt;br /&gt;only when you lose someone dear&lt;br /&gt;you finally feel all  alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2708920631059358663?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2708920631059358663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2708920631059358663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2708920631059358663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2708920631059358663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2708920631059358663' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-3414750161057977670</id><published>2010-09-28T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:01:00.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing</title><content type='html'>thinking back, its been almost 10 years since i started this blog since the good old sec school days.. i wonder who from my time actually still reads or upkeep blogs these days.. i only know i have one stalker called shi qi who gets update on my blog whenever i update anything (HOPE YOU'RE ADAPTING WELL IN LONDON) hahaha anw, today is just of one those days, where i just listen to songs and think back about stuff.. mayb its a sign that i'm just getting old =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then we were telling one another, "hey, when we meet up 10 years down the road. wonder how things gonna change for all of us!" and there you go, 10 years flew by just like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone are the colour HPs and breaking puzzle bobble/snake hi scores, now its iphone/androids/hide your phone&lt;br /&gt;no need for frequent meet ups, "lets update each other lives via facebook!"&lt;br /&gt;goodbye heeren, hello ION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these are just the changing environment around us.. deep down, these 10 years, we've all changed whether we admit it or not.. thats just how life is isn't it.. for better or worse, we all have our stories and now while we look forward and embrace another 10 years, lets not forget to cherish the past.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, all my old friends. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3414750161057977670?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3414750161057977670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3414750161057977670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3414750161057977670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3414750161057977670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3414750161057977670' title='Reminiscing'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5564802541933143427</id><published>2010-08-19T02:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:41:09.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; Emo Songs</title><content type='html'>it kinda says something when friends hear an emo song and goes "this song really suits you man" and true enough, 9 out of 10 times i know its true when i listen to it for myself.. i've always had a thing for lyrics about sad stories, self despair and just tragic relationships =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i don't listen to other genres, its just that most of the time when my music player goes on shuffle.. its very likely i click the next button before the songs even ends when a happy one is on.. and when i hear something like 'FM static - moment of truth', i'll be like omg awesome and be so immersed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its just good to have something to relate your emotions to.. initially, i'm like what the fuck, why are there so many sad lyrcis out there that speaks volumes about my life.. but then i realise, its just cos many people out there are probably going through the same shit and thats how the lyrics come about.. and then it comforts you, knowing you're not alone going through it.. and sadistically, i like it that when i'm down,  i want to have those songs to listen to so i can fully immerse myself in an ocean of emo-ness =s hey, thats how you let it all out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5564802541933143427?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5564802541933143427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) EPL 2010/11 !!!!!  , this of course would also mean its time to get some winnings =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) and erm.... thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pretty much sums up my life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7337587636593614497?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7337587636593614497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7337587636593614497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7337587636593614497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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fear more&lt;br /&gt;shattering, or to  shatter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-155918267198743272?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/155918267198743272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=155918267198743272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/155918267198743272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/155918267198743272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#155918267198743272' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6361362948361053092</id><published>2010-05-13T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:22:22.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i let another day slip by&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt meaningful, just another  goodbye&lt;br /&gt;do we move ahead with time&lt;br /&gt;just not to be left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smile a smile thats easy to see&lt;br /&gt;laugh a laugh thats really me&lt;br /&gt;these scars that lie beneath&lt;br /&gt;makes it so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;and dreams remain as it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so alone i lie here&lt;br /&gt;staring at the sky so blue&lt;br /&gt;at least i know its true.&lt;div 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already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-9026668731935900438?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/9026668731935900438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=9026668731935900438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9026668731935900438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9026668731935900438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#9026668731935900438' title='ORD LOH!'/><author><name>timothy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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lenovo ideapad Y460 and sony walkman hp W995 =) hehe, its been awhile since i indulge like that.. guess now that ord is like inches away, its time to prepare for the civilian world!! and what betta way to do it than with some new gadgets.. been obsessing over them and now that i took off for d rest off d week, i'm typing to my heart's content!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at d same time, pretty broke now =x and which leads to a confession... so i guess gambling is kinda in my system.. been betting soccer again.. with limits of cos..... need to win some $$$$, i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. its time to resume gossip girl s3 now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5364099502543640140?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-6412712506943000838</id><published>2010-02-13T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:10:39.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2010</title><content type='html'>i guess the lunar new year is mostly about getting together with family &amp;amp; relatives and its a shame realli...... how the relations between my relatives have turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time goes by, it seems the houses we visit dwindles yearly and its fine with me actually.. i'm not one for loud firecrackers or lion dance.. and seriously the red packets, of cos who would say no to the extra cash but since young, knowing that my parents had to give them out too, if not taking any means them not giving any.. i'll be fine with that too.. and of cos the cliche once a year gatherings and neva to meet till once agn, CNY is  here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun get me wrong, with all the excuses these days that ppl come up with on how busy they are.. once a year is betta than nothing right.. but i'm sure there are times u come across that relative who somehow u're betta off calling stranger cos bsides calling "uncle/aunty" u dun actually know anithin else about that person.. ok mayb i'm jus being alittle cynical here.. i guess there are relatives out there whom meet on a regular basis and genuinely care for one another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, there are the perks of gambling more freely that brightens up my new year ^^ and its a good thing realli.. the lesser visits we gotta do, means the more time spent with the closer ones.. and i came upon this earlier in the week,&lt;br /&gt;"The family you come from isn't as important as the family you're going to have."&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THIS.&lt;a href="http://www.quotedb.com/quotes/1433" title="&amp;quot;The family you  come from isn't as important as the family you're going to have.&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6412712506943000838?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6412712506943000838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6412712506943000838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6412712506943000838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6412712506943000838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6412712506943000838' title='CNY 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nice it would be if i were to enter a coma.. of cos, hoping that i'll wake up from that slumber.. just lying there, oblivious to the surroundings around me.. without emotions, without thoughts.. i guess thats why they call it brain dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that of cos isnt veri nice, but i kinda see it more as a 'hibernation', like just switching off during the  harsh winter and waking up to the sun again..... it'll be interestin  seeing who and what has changed. then again of cos, its all just wishful thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2385351240527939273?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2385351240527939273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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charge&lt;br /&gt;- she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;realli&lt;/span&gt; is always right&lt;br /&gt;- i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna hear it&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;afriad&lt;/span&gt; i cant take it&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; have to sacrifice again&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; never be what she can be&lt;br /&gt;- it hurts so much&lt;br /&gt;- i just cant let her know&lt;br /&gt;- its cos i love her so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; had such a talk/quarrel/confrontation with my mother.. i guess being in the army is just not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gd&lt;/span&gt; enough excuse anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe no one will ever understand,&lt;br /&gt;the decisions i make. Maybe not even me. But i know it feels right. I'm pretty sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3416521028884093092?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3416521028884093092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3416521028884093092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3416521028884093092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3416521028884093092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3416521028884093092' title='Maybe'/><author><name>timothy</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-4821552927977747599</id><published>2010-01-17T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:03:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the vision's a blur&lt;br /&gt;my thinking's impaired&lt;br /&gt;the inside's an empty&lt;br /&gt;do you do whats fair&lt;br /&gt;then again what exactly is fair&lt;br /&gt;stumble around, falling down&lt;br /&gt;how many times before i give up&lt;br /&gt;how many times before i stay down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-4821552927977747599?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/4821552927977747599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=4821552927977747599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4821552927977747599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4821552927977747599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#4821552927977747599' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-9158009226535925018</id><published>2010-01-14T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:56:44.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-9158009226535925018?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/9158009226535925018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=9158009226535925018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9158009226535925018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9158009226535925018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#9158009226535925018' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-3815247205128260685</id><published>2010-01-02T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:04:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009</title><content type='html'>u know since young, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty matured... SERIOUS! haha, but at d end of each year i find myself learning and growing a ton loads and then i realise.. mayb i wasn't that sensible as i thought =x and all the more so for 2009, it realli was an awesome year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for all the experiences and people around me =) .. i think the path i chose to walk was quite a good one.. haha, and i like where i am standing now.. its a fact we all know, "what doesnt kill, makes you stronger" and i certainly agree to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm looking forward to what 2010 might bring.. for now i already know ITS ORD AND WORLD CUP TIME.. so its definitely gonna be awesome as well =p on a random note, read this the other day and though i so think its true.. i know i myself do judge people too quickly and i'll try not to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you judge people, you have no time to love them'&lt;br /&gt;-- Mother Teresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3815247205128260685?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3815247205128260685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3815247205128260685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3815247205128260685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3815247205128260685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3815247205128260685' title='Goodbye 2009'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5916970075507631318</id><published>2009-12-20T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:06:27.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i think i shall stop betting on soccer anymore........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5916970075507631318?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5916970075507631318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5916970075507631318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5916970075507631318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5916970075507631318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5916970075507631318' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-9169599471338191579</id><published>2009-12-18T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:21:10.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>besides air, food and water.. i think every1 has a 4th need -- attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-9169599471338191579?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/9169599471338191579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=9169599471338191579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9169599471338191579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9169599471338191579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#9169599471338191579' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-804935454393576419</id><published>2009-12-11T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:41:38.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm loving december so far.. i guess this is finally the rest i get after so many high key activities in the army ^^ SO WORTH IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-804935454393576419?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/804935454393576419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=804935454393576419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/804935454393576419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/804935454393576419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#804935454393576419' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-3109261792385526910</id><published>2009-12-04T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:38:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its time</title><content type='html'>hello you&lt;br /&gt;i know things have changed&lt;br /&gt;drastically so&lt;br /&gt;down this past year in memory lane&lt;br /&gt;but isn't it hard laughing and crying&lt;br /&gt;so just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;let your eyes tremble freely&lt;br /&gt;let the music take your heart away&lt;br /&gt;with a match in one&lt;br /&gt;and the pain in the other&lt;br /&gt;its time we put them both together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3109261792385526910?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3109261792385526910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3109261792385526910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3109261792385526910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3109261792385526910'/><link 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WHAT A DIFFERENCE!&lt;br /&gt;Day 9/10/11/12: Outfield No.2&lt;br /&gt;Day 13: The day my voice became husky&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: The day my voice became non-existant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: Pointless night bashing&lt;br /&gt;Day 16: Canteen Break, celebrating YS's Bday&lt;br /&gt;Day 17: SOCCER!!! boy i missed it&lt;br /&gt;Day 18: a day out in ROCKHAMPTON&lt;br /&gt;Day 19: BBQ night, the last recharge&lt;br /&gt;Day 20: The annoying speakers&lt;br /&gt;Day 21: The day i regretted listening to Jin Kai =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4&lt;br /&gt;Day 22: Sudden constant rain, it flooded&lt;br /&gt;Day 23: Blackout &amp; lightsticks ^^&lt;br /&gt;Day 24/25/26: Outfield No.3&lt;br /&gt;Day 27: Usual S&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;Day 28: RAWR @ retards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 5&lt;br /&gt;Day 29: Almost a month now, people cracking&lt;br /&gt;Day 30/31/32/33/34: ATEC!!!&lt;br /&gt;- the harsh life of a Vehicle Commander&lt;br /&gt;Day 35: Final Prep Begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 6&lt;br /&gt;Day 36: Finsihing Touches&lt;br /&gt;Day 37: ALFS Battalion Level, what a day... &amp; NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;Day 38: Happily Packing&lt;br /&gt;Day 39/40: R&amp;R!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and then, HOME SWEET HOME =)&lt;br /&gt;what an experience indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8134485885172279305?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8134485885172279305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8134485885172279305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8134485885172279305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8134485885172279305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8134485885172279305' title='The 40 Days.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1187367218476529445</id><published>2009-10-19T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:37:15.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last week =x</title><content type='html'>this off week b4 wallaby had been great.. enjoyed the meet up with friends and time with family.. and so happy i gotta catch 3 awesome movies!!! Haeundae, 500days of Summer &amp; My Sister's Keeper.. all brilliant films in their respective genres ^^ especially My Sister's Keeper, thought cant catch it le lar.. but then, got sneaks!!! woots! caught the trailer and wanna make me cry le.. so of cos cried during the actual movie =x A MUST WATCH INDEED. gonna read the book when i get back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i go on another army trip.. haha definitely gonna find ways to make it fun with d other guys.. gonaa miss alot of things here.. love you all, u know who u are =P and await my many stories!! i know i must come back.. but if.. yeah, know that i'm happy.. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-1187367218476529445?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/1187367218476529445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=1187367218476529445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1187367218476529445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1187367218476529445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#1187367218476529445' title='the last week =x'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1188464447352218632</id><published>2009-10-17T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:43:04.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 21</title><content type='html'>i used to think birthdays are jus too overhyped these days and sometimes people just tend to get too caught up with the celebrations and gifts.. but then again, why not??? especially if it means gettin an ipod touch ^^ hahahaha.. but realli, i was touched by my dear frens more than anithin.. they've realli help pulled me through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there goes probably about 1/3 of my life huh.. d fact that i've turned 21 isn't that big a deal to me but its more of how i look at myself now and i'm like 0.o sure didn't expect certain things to turn out d way it did.. not sayin its bad, cos hey its all part of growing up.. its jus strange cos somehow i thought being in the army, its kinda like my life would be on hold for 2years but in this past year its definitely been anithin but dull or ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the memories that will spur me on for the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-1188464447352218632?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/1188464447352218632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=1188464447352218632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1188464447352218632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1188464447352218632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#1188464447352218632' title='Turning 21'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-7556686857855122488</id><published>2009-10-04T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:49:01.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise Kitten</title><content type='html'>so look what stumbled upon our door today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1010611.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how she got there.. must know that we're animal lovers ^^ she'll probably be hangin around outside for awhile now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1010612.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, my brandy is still the cutest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000589.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can bring this furball to australia with me.. =x ahhhh, 2 more weeks and i'm gone.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7556686857855122488?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7556686857855122488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7556686857855122488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7556686857855122488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7556686857855122488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#7556686857855122488' title='Surprise Kitten'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1116144189629922305</id><published>2009-10-02T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:30:38.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the other side</title><content type='html'>you turn to the left&lt;br /&gt;trying something new&lt;br /&gt;breaking old rules, bending curfews&lt;br /&gt;the thrilling excitement&lt;br /&gt;flows through your veins&lt;br /&gt;this sudden rush of emotions&lt;br /&gt;its hard to stay sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do you turn back to the right&lt;br /&gt;to the perceived, believed truth&lt;br /&gt;be embraced with that familiarity&lt;br /&gt;and claim that as your destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to choose&lt;br /&gt;its the diabolical truth&lt;br /&gt;theres no use in denying&lt;br /&gt;that we're never satisfied&lt;br /&gt;the grass always seems greener on the other fucking side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-1116144189629922305?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/1116144189629922305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=1116144189629922305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1116144189629922305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1116144189629922305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#1116144189629922305' title='the other side'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-7616381598099479791</id><published>2009-09-20T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:32:30.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Sep</title><content type='html'>so i thought sep would be a less hectic month in camp after last month whirlwind of activities but like they always say in camp.. i think, u thought, WHO CONFIRM.. and i guess i thought wrong =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prep for the coming australia training is CRAZY and being the kiasu army, we were often doing extra pointless work cos when inspection came.. the person jus went "pass, pass, pass" as she sweeped away item after item -.- and then theres the mindless course this week where we were suppose to learn more about the vehicle that we're operating and 99 out of 100 times the instructors were jus smoking us, making us do maintenance WHICH THEY WERE SUPPOSE TO DO THEMSELVES.. SLUTS I TELL U!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on friday, theres tis bitch who pushed a pram over my toe and yes, I WAS WEARING FREAKIN FLIP FLOPS.. i turn ard to look at her and she still gave me the 'what did i do wrong' look.. WHAT THE HELL!!! i was about to hurl all those !@#!@%!%! thoughts in my mind at her and then i noticed her pri sch kid daughter bside with that apologetic face, knowing her mum was wrong.. and then i jus went "Its ok!" and waved my hand...... but of cos my toe was still throbbing with pain and i realli wanted to yell YOU GOD DAMN STUPID BITCH which of cos i ranted at my frens who i met later instead =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from all the not so good things happening.. the people around me have made it fun going through them and with the many birthday parties these weeks.... its nice catching up and seeing how frens u made back then have grown ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7616381598099479791?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7616381598099479791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7616381598099479791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7616381598099479791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7616381598099479791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#7616381598099479791' title='Mid Sep'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6372418315204760718</id><published>2009-08-31T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:29:14.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Aug.</title><content type='html'>and there goes the hectic month of august =) i guess time flies even when u're not having fun eh.. or mayb i kinda am enjoyin the little thrills and experiences even in d army.. pulling all those stupid stunts, making new friends.. its cool, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, caught District 9 over the weekend and i gotta say ITS FUCKIN AWESOME!! =s pretty different, pretty brilliant! i love the main actor, love his accent, love how he scolds fuck.. hahaha ok, i'm not gay k.. and the aliens, theres actually so much characterisation in them.. so like i said, AWESOME =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, dear zw is commisioning soon...... and soon, i'll be bossed around.. like how medwin calls me sgt these days and orders me around.. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6372418315204760718?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6372418315204760718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6372418315204760718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6372418315204760718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6372418315204760718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6372418315204760718' title='End of Aug.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5698518849286893138</id><published>2009-08-23T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T04:26:13.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the answer to a hard question is often simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5698518849286893138?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5698518849286893138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5698518849286893138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5698518849286893138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5698518849286893138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5698518849286893138' title=''/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-3455490351187379380</id><published>2009-08-15T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:29:04.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Facial 0.o</title><content type='html'>so my mum havent always been ur average conventional type of mother.. and that once agn was proven today as she woke me up from my sleep at abt 12 today and went "come son, time for lunch and after that u goin with eugene for facial" so mayb being half awake.. it didnt realli sink in yet.. but moments later i was like.. *WTH MUM???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently its some trail session which my mum got at some special price.. my mum had always wanted me to go to one.. dun ask me why but she cares alot about my complexion, much more than i do =x sometimes she'll just force a face mask on me when i'm home.. hahaha.. i know i my face isn't exactly silky smooth but i'm always fine with how it is and most of all, too freakin lazy to do like what.. cleanser then scrub then tonner then moistrurizer and whateva others which my mum would buy at times.. and its onli in recent years that i actually started using a facial wash =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so without much of a choice, i made my way there.. honestly, its pretty cool jus lyin there and have someone do all the work.. except for the part where the lady took out a little knife and started piercing out my blackheads.. one after another after another.. adn even went "usually 1st session i dun take out so many but i see yours, i oso cannot take it.. must take out" lol? exactly what my mum said as she tortured me b4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, then they'll ask to sign for a package or somethin which i left my mum to handle and said dun bother wastin money and jus get it for urself.. while i rush home to pack my bag and use the com now for awhile.. cos soon, i'll be booking in again!!! yes, less than 24hours home and there goes my weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats how i experienced my 1st facial 0.o hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3455490351187379380?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3455490351187379380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3455490351187379380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3455490351187379380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3455490351187379380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3455490351187379380' title='1st Facial 0.o'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5993301329517960560</id><published>2009-08-07T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:09:36.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good start</title><content type='html'>so its about ten plus in the morning and i find myself lowering the volume of the songs playin from my com.. why? cos i heard the national anthem playin outside and no i wasn't feeling patriotic =x but rather the sound of little children screaming majulah singapura as it played amused me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked out my window and realise the kindergarden is havin some mini ndp celebration and as they started playin the different NDP songs, it was realli nice listening to those little bundles of joy just belting out the lyrics with as much enthusiasm and innoncence in them.. and there were parts where u could tell dey didnt know the lyrics and then the chorus comes along like "WE ARE SINGAPORE, SINGAPOREANS!" it jus echoes throughout the estate.. haha so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i woke up early today, its a nice start to the day ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5993301329517960560?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5993301329517960560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5993301329517960560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5993301329517960560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5993301329517960560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5993301329517960560' title='a good start'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6739225306899893726</id><published>2009-08-03T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:49:35.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook?</title><content type='html'>and so as i start shifting into full gear, i've started a facebook a/c.. yes indeed, after billions around the world who have left their mark in that virtual world.. me the newbie have just arrived =s while i do so, some friends around me have gone "U HAVE A FACEBOOK ACCOUNT?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i haven realli been welcoming towards this new fad ever since it began.. like how i didnt warm up much to friendster.. i jus feel all these just makes the world more superficial den it realli is.. like havin so called tons of frens in d virtual world and the ability to just stalk people online constantly is quite d creepy thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hated it when people say "facebook helps me keep in touch with my friends" except if u were living somewhere else or have many friends overseas but for many others who live on this little red dot of ours 0.o im always one who believed in meetin up even if its jus for a cup of coffee rather than 'poking' one another online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so even with such skeptical views, i do agree there are several useful functions that i'll probably make use now that i've joined =x and most impt, I JUS FEEL LIKE IT NOW and that enough is good enough reason for me to get one!!! n i've to admit.. this stalking of others can be quite addictive, hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6739225306899893726?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6739225306899893726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6739225306899893726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6739225306899893726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6739225306899893726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6739225306899893726' title='facebook?'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1569488537933268649</id><published>2009-08-03T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T01:09:11.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAWR</title><content type='html'>its about a year now&lt;br /&gt;nothing stays the same&lt;br /&gt;so what the heck&lt;br /&gt;its a big change i know&lt;br /&gt;but i think its about time&lt;br /&gt;time to start running again..... RAWR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-1569488537933268649?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/1569488537933268649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=1569488537933268649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1569488537933268649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1569488537933268649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#1569488537933268649' title='RAWR'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6938078515145265704</id><published>2009-07-28T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:38:51.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO ADS!</title><content type='html'>omg i think i'm making myself emo with all these touching advertisements.. jus keep clicking link after link for the past hr 0.o i shld stop n get to sleep soon...... but i cant stop myself =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ROaNuo02mio&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nw0s4C0g5SM&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcYflK8cBUg&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TOUCHING!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6938078515145265704?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6938078515145265704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6938078515145265704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6938078515145265704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6938078515145265704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6938078515145265704' title='EMO ADS!'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-945514772809464023</id><published>2009-07-28T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:38:33.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complications</title><content type='html'>I'm usualli a simple guy.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll complicate things when i feel,&lt;br /&gt;you dun deserve simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, it can get pretty complicated ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-945514772809464023?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/945514772809464023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=945514772809464023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/945514772809464023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/945514772809464023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#945514772809464023' title='Complications'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-202522193455885672</id><published>2009-07-26T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:07:22.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>fever came so sudden.&lt;br /&gt;carried on for hours.&lt;br /&gt;isolation room felt like a torture chamber.&lt;br /&gt;recorded my 2nd highest temp in my life.&lt;br /&gt;39.8degrees.&lt;br /&gt;jus some viral infection.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-202522193455885672?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/202522193455885672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=202522193455885672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/202522193455885672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/202522193455885672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#202522193455885672' title='sick'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1824309655227192229</id><published>2009-07-24T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:00:44.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past</title><content type='html'>been readin some of my old posts today..... and quite a mixture of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i think its realli amusing reading how my entries change year on year.. but i've to agree, theres always that similar bit of retardedness and emo-ness that always comes along =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) really neva expect how things turned out between relations then and now.. life is jus one big drama isn't it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i do miss many things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-1824309655227192229?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/1824309655227192229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=1824309655227192229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1824309655227192229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1824309655227192229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#1824309655227192229' title='The Past'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2650055698396003094</id><published>2009-07-19T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:49:27.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It puts a smile on my face when</title><content type='html'>It puts a smile on my face when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear how sarcastic my mum can get at times.&lt;br /&gt;an unexpected sms arrives.&lt;br /&gt;watching my youngest bro being sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;another day pass n i'm neared to ORD.&lt;br /&gt;my friends amuse me with their retardedness.&lt;br /&gt;after catching a heartwarming film.&lt;br /&gt;we become victims of life's irony.&lt;br /&gt;i get $$$$$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all i thought of with 10min.. den i think, if i had 10min to write what would make me frown.. it would probably be alot more =x thats why smiling means alot more =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2650055698396003094?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2650055698396003094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2650055698396003094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2650055698396003094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2650055698396003094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2650055698396003094' title='It puts a smile on my face when'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6439072451308430412</id><published>2009-07-12T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:17:36.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Junkie =x</title><content type='html'>so friends who know me probably would know that i'm quite the korean media junkie ever since sec sch.. from their songs to variety shows, i probably caught tons of them already =x (not so much dramas though, jap dramas are d best.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, my mp3 player probably has more korean music than english and with all the trash eng songs these days.. i miss those days in sec sch where i wun just listen to 98.7FM and it was then where music was actualli good.. not that all the songs now are thrash...... its just most of them =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas the kor music scene just keeps gettin hotter ^^ let me just share 2 reasons out of the many why i'm so into it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wiMLnMGQGR4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wiMLnMGQGR4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1Bvm3yqMOk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1Bvm3yqMOk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 different genres, 2 great tracks! haha of cos without the eng subs i wldnt realli know what they're singin about.. so i've been tryin to pick up abit of the language with a book i bought.. probably take up lessons nx year when army life gets less bz.. haha, so why such a random post.. like i said, i'm quite the korean media junkie just in case u dunno =s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6439072451308430412?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6439072451308430412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6439072451308430412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6439072451308430412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6439072451308430412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6439072451308430412' title='Korean Junkie =x'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6749002702756480872</id><published>2009-07-10T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:25:25.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Fall</title><content type='html'>from side to side my arms reached out&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking up&lt;br /&gt;my tears sparkling in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark clouds passing through me&lt;br /&gt;this is not how i thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;while dying to know whats on the ground&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i change from outstretched arms&lt;br /&gt;to hugging myself&lt;br /&gt;if onli i knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6749002702756480872?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6749002702756480872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6749002702756480872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6749002702756480872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6749002702756480872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6749002702756480872' title='Free Fall'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-8471917382971823719</id><published>2009-07-03T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:35:18.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE!</title><content type='html'>on a mini dvd player i caught a much betta movie in camp den i have outside in theatres for the past weeks.. i like Little Miss Sunshine! ^^ wanted to watch it when it 1st came out but its always d kind of movie where if i asked my clique-(i find it weird using this word these days) they would probably ask me to watch it myself =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was delighted to know my fren in bunk had brought the dvd in and where others were snoring away, me and my buddy stayed up to this heart warming film..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BtxhqfNnwY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BtxhqfNnwY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has a beautiful soundtrack =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8471917382971823719?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8471917382971823719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8471917382971823719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8471917382971823719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8471917382971823719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8471917382971823719' title='MOVIE!'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2040975420316006734</id><published>2009-06-28T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:14:44.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies?</title><content type='html'>SIGH..... there arn't many GREAT movies these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2040975420316006734?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2040975420316006734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2040975420316006734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2040975420316006734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2040975420316006734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2040975420316006734' title='movies?'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-4072449727315463541</id><published>2009-06-19T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:46:59.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still laughing</title><content type='html'>my vision starts to blur&lt;br /&gt;just in time&lt;br /&gt;i turn away from the world&lt;br /&gt;but within the flip of a dime&lt;br /&gt;i'm still laughing&lt;br /&gt;still smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-4072449727315463541?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/4072449727315463541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=4072449727315463541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4072449727315463541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4072449727315463541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#4072449727315463541' title='still laughing'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6194955416786151893</id><published>2009-06-12T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:45:40.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Up</title><content type='html'>the uncertain passage of time brings about both hope and despair&lt;br /&gt;hope when u're looking up&lt;br /&gt;and despair when u're down&lt;br /&gt;and when u're just looking straight ahead&lt;br /&gt;its called facing reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so just look either way to avoid reality now n then &amp; of cos its up to you to face hope or despair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6194955416786151893?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6194955416786151893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6194955416786151893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6194955416786151893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6194955416786151893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6194955416786151893' title='Look Up'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-8112818774902994117</id><published>2009-06-11T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:23:39.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>its both easier to live and die without anyone in your wallet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8112818774902994117?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8112818774902994117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8112818774902994117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8112818774902994117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8112818774902994117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8112818774902994117' title='^^'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-7145733080728733989</id><published>2009-06-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:31:39.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRY</title><content type='html'>u try, u fail&lt;br /&gt;u try again, u fail again&lt;br /&gt;u try and try and try, n maybe one day u'll succeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dun try, u just fail and thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7145733080728733989?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7145733080728733989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7145733080728733989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7145733080728733989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7145733080728733989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#7145733080728733989' title='TRY'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-1351578865301409650</id><published>2009-05-22T09:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:33:02.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Memories</title><content type='html'>these moments felt like yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000759.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000747.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treasured new frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/IMG_0001.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000753.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000730.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/DSC06373.jpg" width="150" length="120" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000640.jpg" width="150" length="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;precious memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/IMG_0056.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-1351578865301409650?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/1351578865301409650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=1351578865301409650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1351578865301409650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/1351578865301409650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#1351578865301409650' title='Taiwan Memories'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2025988179236223561</id><published>2009-05-16T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:35:52.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Having hear many apologies will eventually make one feel sorry for himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2025988179236223561?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2025988179236223561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2025988179236223561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2025988179236223561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2025988179236223561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2025988179236223561' title='Sorry'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-9135214213270012341</id><published>2009-05-11T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:09:04.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>ytd was mothers day and we spent it at jurong point.. a nice meal and just walking around.. i think its the toughest profession and i appreciate my mum greatly.. she may not be perfect but like she always say "the best gift a mother can give is just lots of love to her children" and i've definitely been blessed with lots of that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stumbled upon an old song as i was surfing around today which describes perfectly a mother's love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0P2tpZgndHU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0P2tpZgndHU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but tear as i watch this though i've seen it before quite some time back =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it reminds me of another song i have which always reminds me of my mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7nGJQgfSUw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7nGJQgfSUw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your mum a hug and kiss everyday! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-9135214213270012341?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/9135214213270012341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=9135214213270012341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9135214213270012341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9135214213270012341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#9135214213270012341' title='Mothers Day'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-7716719196288277914</id><published>2009-05-10T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:43:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>ytd while at harris in suntec, i was actualli tempted to buy many books.. yes, this might come to a shock to those who know me for a long time now, timothy loh weiquan buyin books???!! theres a first for everythin eh =x anw, i guess since entering the army.. i've started to read more.. with free time here and there, especially during regimental duties, i've started to read and not jus let time slip away aimlessly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb back in sec sch days where i didnt even finish readin the dairy of anne frank and still sat for the final exams (FYI, i still got a B =p) and how the only story book i ever finished were called, comic books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as there was a clearance of 25% on almost everythin, i was realli tempted to get a couple of them.. those that interest me are usualli biographies of real life experiences or those that intrigue me greatly on an intellectual level like different takes and perspectives of life.. as i was browsing, "we better get going before i buy the entire shop".. haha, i heard this and turned to see a man carrying a bundle of books making that comment to his fren.. in d end, i restricted myself to just gettin one book - 'lottery', hahaha ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7716719196288277914?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7716719196288277914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7716719196288277914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7716719196288277914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7716719196288277914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#7716719196288277914' title='Books'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2534153984271621601</id><published>2009-05-08T16:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:12:34.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ronaldo &amp; Selamat =x</title><content type='html'>ok so actualli i was about to blog about somethin i read as i came home today but after happenin to come across this video..&lt;br /&gt;so he may be pretty cocky at times, dive &amp; fall easily at times but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZNsWVuv_oxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZNsWVuv_oxs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus had to add this into the archives of my blog.. i like it how the commentator went, "too far for ronaldo to think about it..... OOOAAH!!!!! Absolutely Sensational!!" brilliant indeed.. if onli i had a mere fraction of his talent =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, back to what i actually wanted to note down today - MAS SELAMAT CAPTURED.. hahaha, i dun think i rmb ever readin somethin splashed across our newpaper like that before.. ok its definitely big news but if this man was that impt a fugitive, shldnt his escape be bigger news.. it jus shows how clever the spore scene is in controllin how we see things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh "Lead Came From S'pore".. lol, it better have came from singapore.. i mean were we expecting the lead to come from anywhere else.. sometimes it realli makes me feel how our brainwashing media..a political ploy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2534153984271621601?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2534153984271621601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2534153984271621601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2534153984271621601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2534153984271621601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2534153984271621601' title='Ronaldo &amp; Selamat =x'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5839308069768759864</id><published>2009-05-02T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:45:40.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>i countdown the seconds u look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the look on your face, that of lies&lt;br /&gt;1, 2 and before the count of three&lt;br /&gt;i turn away cos i cant bare to see&lt;br /&gt;the haunting agony of what used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the strike of a matchstick&lt;br /&gt;in the pitch black dark&lt;br /&gt;like a swinging pendulum&lt;br /&gt;right from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking i have changed&lt;br /&gt;i went from monster to ghost&lt;br /&gt;but in truth searching&lt;br /&gt;for what i yearn most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the dust begins to settle&lt;br /&gt;as i stand i fumble&lt;br /&gt;its an endless struggle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5839308069768759864?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5839308069768759864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5839308069768759864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5839308069768759864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5839308069768759864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5839308069768759864' title='Randomness'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5500061327269952615</id><published>2009-04-26T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:57:28.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To Jaguar Coy (1st Week of 3SG Life)</title><content type='html'>ok so life as a 3SG isn't quite how i expected it to be.. then agn, i guess its just lucky lucky me eh.. and about 20 others who got posted together with me.. one after another, the "good" news just kept coming at us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Our commanding officer, a ranger. "OMG, not again" was my first thought. After experiencing a tekong life in Cougar with a ranger OC, i wasn't exactly excited. His welcome speech struck home as he said "Pride is everything and welfare is tough training". Now thats just great. Luckily, the CO is changing in JUNE!!! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - So we've heard how out in 42SAR, there're 3 coys (Jaguar, Kaffir &amp; Lion) and J is the one whos diving straight into standby which basically to us means burning of more weekends and guess what..... As the list of postings was read out, "3SG Timothy Loh - Jaguar Coy" i could see my fren across the room flashing a sinister smile at me. The BITCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Ok, me and the other 23 sad souls who were the new J commanders have come to realise god pretty much musn't like us and perhaps we've sinned greatly in our past lives and this is all just karma. True enough!!! The arrows of massive "good" news shot at us again. Congratulations for we've won a 7weeks adventure in the beautiful australia and a free trip to the live range this sat. (Immediate inner thoughts: "WTF, i've neva heard any of my frens in NS being away for that long ever. Another sat burnt? Brilliant, just brilliant" -.-)&lt;br /&gt;well ok, at least sat is just a halfday shoot and well, the long 7weeks compared to others in 42SAR whos just a month due to being advance/support party, I shall take an optimistic view and say it'll give me great memories that will last my entire life eh 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Friday Nights off cancelled and sat range extended to a night shoot!!!! ok, by this time any optimistic views/taking it in our stride has turned into becoming cynical and we started laughing at our own misery. Some started singing an army tune "Ohh....Ohhhhhhh... Jaguar Confine Jaguar Confine, All The Rest can go book out!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - While others had induction programme and looked forward to an early book out(PS: they hapily left camp at 1730hours while we returned from outfield only at 2230hours), we set off with our new sections. Its gonna be a tough journey gaining their trust and respect. Harder so cos our new comrades are not new fresh soldiers like those in tekong but men who've come in the same time as us. Outstanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - So they sent us there in the morning to finish the shoot by 1pm and asked us to rot for 6hours before they commenced the night shoot. Wonderful planning indeed =s onli booked out at about 1030pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so all this while, we were constantly reminded how questions about welfare should not be asked anymore as we're now commanders and in otherwards i gathered - as a commander i should have mastered the art of sucking my thumb.. i think i probably have after this week of brilliant news =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actualli on a lighter side, some of the other guys posted with me are pretty cool frens that i've made during trainee life and i guess we'll push one another on.. doing retarded things here and there to keep our spirits up.. me and another guy even decided to start a diary in camp since some stuff cant actualli be divulged out here in my blog.. we'll read it together years from now and it'll be good ^^ so there it goes, MY UNIT LIFE HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5500061327269952615?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5500061327269952615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5500061327269952615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5500061327269952615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5500061327269952615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5500061327269952615' title='Welcome To Jaguar Coy (1st Week of 3SG Life)'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2026343700197132323</id><published>2009-04-19T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:32:29.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Armour AISL 02/08 - POP</title><content type='html'>and finally after 22weeks, the longest course possible in army.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000837.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially an armour specialist.. i actualli wouldn't mind jus being a trainee or MAN( in other words a follower) for d rest of my NS, less troublesome =x but well, the pay is too little and being an officer would be far too troublesome.. thus balancin out back then, i knew a sgt would be just nice and here i am now =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000846.jpg" width="150" length="120" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000854.jpg" width="150" length="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my family came.. watched the passing out parade which i think was erm..... pretty lame with all the singing.. i felt like we were auditioning for d nx season of spore idol as we were made to sing 3 different songs =s afterwhich, got to take pics with the vehicles that were our so called livelihood as armour soldiers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000917.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000901.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with that, i step out of Armour Training Institute to...... jus few blocks away -.- for ur info i'm now posted to 42 SAR which is STILL IN THE ULU SUNGEI GEDONG CAMP.. oh well, now the real fun begins eh ^^ unit chiong sua life here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2026343700197132323?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2026343700197132323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2026343700197132323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2026343700197132323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2026343700197132323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2026343700197132323' title='Armour AISL 02/08 - POP'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-4490583197735810065</id><published>2009-04-12T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:14:03.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Sweet Innocence</title><content type='html'>i tried to understand, played the nice guy&lt;br /&gt;thought that once earned, there would be no lies&lt;br /&gt;in the end, like many before me&lt;br /&gt;i crashed and burnt&lt;br /&gt;let this be a lesson learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i know whats at stake&lt;br /&gt;its hard to tell whos real or fake&lt;br /&gt;in this game that some call fate&lt;br /&gt;i now see it as just a date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no longer is my vision impaired&lt;br /&gt;just like everything else, love is seldom fair&lt;br /&gt;from affection to deception&lt;br /&gt;it all changed my perception&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye sweet innocence&lt;br /&gt;no more gullible nonsense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-4490583197735810065?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/4490583197735810065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=4490583197735810065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4490583197735810065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4490583197735810065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#4490583197735810065' title='Goodbye Sweet Innocence'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-918299555048484180</id><published>2009-04-10T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:23:46.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOL</title><content type='html'>so i've been back for awhile now &amp; its good to be home ^^ tis update took awhile cos on April 1st, i was charged by my beloved SAF 7 days SOL (stoppage of leave).. nope! it wasn't an April Fool's Joke =x and ytd b4 booking out i experienced my 1st defaulters parade, an exhilarating experience it was.. haha so lets see ever since enlisting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONFINEMENTS - done&lt;br /&gt;EXTRA GUARD DUTY - done&lt;br /&gt;ROP (Restriction of Privileges) - done&lt;br /&gt;SOL - done&lt;br /&gt;Defaulters - done&lt;br /&gt;Detention Barracks - i think i'll stop at d previous one and not take it to the nx level =p&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040109, 1745 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a jolt. Strange. This is the second time i've had this dream, along some street in Japan. It was disturbing similar, the same shops, the identical traffic light before the bus stop. Whats more, i was caught up in the same scenario as well, doing some last minute wandering before rushing to the airport. How though invoking but I didn't have time for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that half-awake state, i fumbled for my handphone. Strange. The alarm didn't go off. Anyway, doesn't matter, as long i'm up now. Ten minutes - enough for a quick change into uniform and report to the Ops Room. [Part of a routine during my 7days SOL]. Reported, grabbed dinner and retreated back to the bunk, the place i've come to call home this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my speakers blasting in the background, i stared down at what was to be my dinner - stale and unappetising. While i was doing what was necessary to not die of hunger, at the back of mind i was busy digesting something else. The reoccurring dream had intrigued me greatly. I began recalling and two familiar characters whom i thought about recently, i had actually encountered them on the streets. Conversations &amp; actions took place which were unlikely to repeat in reality. Indeed, circumstances has changed, people change. Nothing is the only thing that seems constant these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, the song "a day dreaming..." by BACK-ON played through the speakers. The irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-918299555048484180?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/918299555048484180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=918299555048484180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/918299555048484180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/918299555048484180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#918299555048484180' title='SOL'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-9220175279647344320</id><published>2009-03-09T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:05:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Mum</title><content type='html'>with pain u've brought me into this world, it continued =x&lt;br /&gt;as u brought me up till where i am now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hasn't gotten easier&lt;br /&gt;but u've pulled thru another year&lt;br /&gt;its been rough i know&lt;br /&gt;but u haven lost your glow&lt;br /&gt;a friend, a teacher, a father&lt;br /&gt;most of all, the best mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i guess i can say i'm almost there&lt;br /&gt;and i cant thank you enough for all the love and care&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY JJANG!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday mum, sorry i cant be around to cele it.. i'm sure the two other devils will be nice while i'm gone.. take care all of u!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-9220175279647344320?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/9220175279647344320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=9220175279647344320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9220175279647344320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/9220175279647344320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#9220175279647344320' title='Dearest Mum'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-7089104323382012317</id><published>2009-03-02T11:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:31:57.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year So Far</title><content type='html'>hmmm, so its been pretty mundane so far.. not that i'm complaining of cos.. based on last year's "excitement", too much of it can realli kill =x den again too much of anithin isn't a good thing, haha.. anw, theres now more simple days jus spendin with family, frens and MYSELF - i like alone time these days.. listening to music and just lazing around.. sometimes thinking, reflecting.. its nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i actualli thought i'm gonna be more nonchalant this year.. less crappy, more cold.. but i guess..... thats not realli me =p thats probably why i'll definitely work in the service industry in future.. i'm a more people orientated kinda person.. so even as the many changes takes its place, good or bad.. i'll adapt along the way without realli changing who i am.. i like me, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this year has been pretty fine indeed and i'm gonna look forward to everythin that comes along.. and u guys can look forward to me being back in a month's time.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/haha.jpg" width="102" length="143"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to all: take care!!!&lt;br /&gt;note to self: come back in one piece =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7089104323382012317?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7089104323382012317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7089104323382012317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7089104323382012317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7089104323382012317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#7089104323382012317' title='The Year So Far'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2121200573209704316</id><published>2009-02-23T18:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:29:00.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meaningful Day's Errand</title><content type='html'>ah, its such a nice feeling to have off today.. being home on a monday instead of in camp definitely removes any monday blues =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, it rained pretty heavily today and that would have been perfect for sleeping in but i was tasked by dear mum to go fetch the little monster from school.. so off i went, getting cold &amp; wet.. i have to admit, i was gettin a little irritated.. obviously i would rather be in my bed and as the more it dragged, the more annoyed i was =s upon reaching the gate, i had to wait another half an hour cos apparently my mum got the timing wrong.. "being the good brother can be quite troublesome", thats what i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i listened to my mp3 player, i looked around me and realise many people like myself were holding onto umbrellas and waiting.. of cos these people were mostly aunties.. and as their kids emerged one by one, most smiled.. some took their children's bags and there they went.. and it struck me, how these aunties must have been doing this almost everyday.. ok now, i think its much more appropriate to refer to them as Loving Mothers/Grandma and afew rare Fathers ^^ (of cos, there were quite afew maids as well but thats not the point. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just a little rain today and it got me annoyed over such a simple task.. it jus struck me how parents do things like these almost everyday.. making your bed, picking u up from school, etc... and at d end, instead of gettin fed up.. they still bother askin "how was school" or even jus a simple smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i begin to ponder, how sometimes peers of mine would remark about not being close to their parents and how they might not really care.. but it struck me today, how those simple acts that they do, really goes unnoticed and unappreciated sometimes.. not all of us have the fortune of having our parents be like our close friends.. but hey, the little things they do realli show that they love you all d same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with these thoughts in mind, the annoyance kinda vanished from me.. and as i fianlly saw my bro emerge from the school gates, i smiled and asked "how was sch today?" =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2121200573209704316?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2121200573209704316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2121200573209704316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2121200573209704316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2121200573209704316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2121200573209704316' title='A Meaningful Day&apos;s Errand'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-5857466260868461459</id><published>2009-02-15T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:15:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accidents</title><content type='html'>ok, so since young i'm one whos quite prone to many accidents, big or small.. mayb its just me being not very careful, alittle clumsy or perhaps suay.. i rmb back in pri sch where i walked into a drain, in sec sch i often knock into the canteen tables with a loud THUD.. and so many other incidents which i can probably write a book about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now being in army, in particularly the vocation of armour.. with all d heavy equipment, i dun think its doing me any good =x in the past 2weeks, a fire extinguisher was dropped on my face during a drill, my finger was whacked with a hammer and while changin the tracks, the suspension gave me a good knock on my shoulder and left a nice red mark for d day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho, lets jus hope these incidents dun get too out of hand.. especially in the following month ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5857466260868461459?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5857466260868461459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5857466260868461459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5857466260868461459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5857466260868461459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5857466260868461459' title='accidents'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-4154296942059821955</id><published>2009-02-08T13:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:31:34.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY - Bird Park =x</title><content type='html'>ok so i have tis fren who nagged at me to update my blog like how my mum would nag at me to clean my room =x haha ok, its not that i lead a boring life n hav nth to update about cos realli i do feel lyk my life's a huge drama sometimes.. but some stories are best left untold eh.. hahaha. plus since my instructors in army give out confinements/punishments so generously -.- my life as a civilian gets shortened to jus over a day per week at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha b4 this post become like just some lame entry about how i dun blog as often anymore.. lets see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cny came n gone.. and having a pretty warped up family and even more warped up relatives.. we didnt do any actual visiting this year and i dun think we would be in the years to come.. but well it doesn't matter.. if relatives're gonna be such a pain, i say we can jolly well do without all of them =p and so there we were.. the only crazy chinese family walknig around bird park on d 1st day of cny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000473.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000489.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000512.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise we there isn't much photos of us taking with the birds there.. honestly, i'm not much a fan of our feather frens but like how i always say.. its not what u do, but d company.. n my family is pretty fine d way it is, not perfect but hey, whos is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;we may be the directors of our own stories but like every movie, u cant please everyone&lt;br /&gt;so do u take a risk and brush away critics, stay to what u think its true and break those rigid "rules"&lt;br /&gt;or do u conform to what ppl percieve as the norm&lt;br /&gt;in the end, thats what matters&lt;br /&gt;of every story and every chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-4154296942059821955?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/4154296942059821955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=4154296942059821955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat steamboat buffet which is actualli what i jus had for reunion dinner as well.. i think i've been eatin hell lots lately n with cny here, i dun realli see any reason why i shld stop =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000445.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the two officers to be.. earn lots of $$$ guys! so can blanjah me more ^^ medwin has gone to signals while zw most probably heading to artilery.. lucky fags.. while here i am in armour infantry where grease has become my new fren.. n omg, confinements for falling in 5min late, not offing the fan??!!! i can just sense my weekends disappearing one by one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/P1000455.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pic with the birthday boy and his present in his hand.. hope u liked it.. i mean u betta bloody love it.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, though there isn't gonna be much visiting.. and my mum's draggin my ass to bird park tml for some family time with the little devil bro and other retarded bro..&lt;br /&gt;haha, its nice.. holidays are so much more appreciated when u're in d army =p happy cny all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-7006164871451505876?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/7006164871451505876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=7006164871451505876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/7006164871451505876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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with little interest&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in the celebratory mood this time around&lt;br /&gt;with heavy steps i headed towards the door&lt;br /&gt;grabbed my jacket hung on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather seems to be colder&lt;br /&gt;the noise around me, i cant hear&lt;br /&gt;sad songs fills my earphones&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna spend the day alone&lt;br /&gt;cos this year&lt;br /&gt;its a happy birthday minus the happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i clutch onto my handphone as it begins to sound&lt;br /&gt;answered the call with alot of pain&lt;br /&gt;let my phone drop to the ground&lt;br /&gt;before your voice drives me insane&lt;br /&gt;cos today,&lt;br /&gt;its a birthday without a meaning&lt;br /&gt;so i continue walking, wondering&lt;br /&gt;if next year will be a year i'll fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so doubt i'm gonna bother doin anithin =p i'll just take it as the days comes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-8012341087339085774</id><published>2009-01-10T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:37:09.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>i cant stop this continuous change around me&lt;br /&gt;people come, people leave&lt;br /&gt;the new world does as it please&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that i'll be&lt;br /&gt;strong enough, fast enough&lt;br /&gt;not to be eaten by this wrath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8012341087339085774?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8012341087339085774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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start anew without all the drama from 2008.. but then agn, i guess now i know more than ever the fragility of human relations and feelings.. and the benefit of goin thru shit is knowing who ur real frens are and how much more they matter now.. i just hope for a normal 2009 eh.. i've had quite enough of all the "excitement" already.. hmmmm, but somehow i think a mudane life just doesnt associate itself with timothy loh weiquan.. how abt the excitement of striking toto this year then! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to change that calender&lt;br /&gt;hung up on my bedroom wall&lt;br /&gt;torn and tattered&lt;br /&gt;just like the memories of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5126744744221227167?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5126744744221227167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5126744744221227167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5126744744221227167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5126744744221227167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5126744744221227167' title='Goodbye 2008'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2427547939050898003</id><published>2008-12-24T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:44:43.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tv1gCa5Us7Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tv1gCa5Us7Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this on a fren's blog and i think its so great that i shld put it here too.. i'll finish this year strong ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2427547939050898003?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2427547939050898003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2427547939050898003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2427547939050898003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2427547939050898003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2427547939050898003' title='Inspired'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-8528684052854441195</id><published>2008-12-21T17:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:19:12.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>since theres much time spent waitin for things to happen in camp, i've been readin more books since entering the army.. i find it hard to believe it as well, but i actualli can get pretty absorbed.. the onli books i associated myself with back in sch were comics.. my textbooks were usualli so bad conditioned not bcos i use them often but it was due to the fact i often chuck them around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its all about finding stuff u're interested in and as for me, i'm not those who read about fantasy, i've done enough dreaming already =x anw, i've always had a certain interest in psychological stuff and i like readin biographies as well.. they kinda engage me more as it realli makes me think and certain stuff i can actualli relate and compare it to the people around me in real life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i read, i think how my life would actualli turn out to be quite an interesting book...... especially this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i've lost many things this year,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm determined to not lose myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8528684052854441195?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8528684052854441195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8528684052854441195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8528684052854441195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8528684052854441195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8528684052854441195' title='Reading'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2663165304375643524</id><published>2008-12-06T13:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:41:30.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if</title><content type='html'>What if one day u wake up from a nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;to only come to a reality that is far worse.&lt;br /&gt;Do you go back to bed praying for a different dream&lt;br /&gt;but then realise u're trapped in this curse&lt;br /&gt;and you cant just sleep forever it seems.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer to it all is simple yet hard&lt;br /&gt;to keep on living, making everyday a new start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2663165304375643524?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2663165304375643524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2663165304375643524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2663165304375643524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2663165304375643524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2663165304375643524' title='What if'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-3252475974924242772</id><published>2008-11-30T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:31:34.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>pardon me while i take my time&lt;br /&gt;cos tell me, who's committed the greater crime&lt;br /&gt;i'm still suffering from that fall&lt;br /&gt;and it isn't pretty at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun offer me your hand&lt;br /&gt;when u let mine go&lt;br /&gt;trust me, you dun want me to pretend&lt;br /&gt;cos when that coldness finally transcends&lt;br /&gt;in the form of that old mask&lt;br /&gt;a fake me, is all u can ever ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made me question friendship&lt;br /&gt;something i never thought i would do&lt;br /&gt;now i'm balancing on this tip&lt;br /&gt;and lets just hope&lt;br /&gt;i dun trip.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3252475974924242772?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/3252475974924242772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=3252475974924242772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3252475974924242772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/3252475974924242772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#3252475974924242772' title='Hope'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-8985984449197962575</id><published>2008-11-21T21:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:26:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence &amp; Change</title><content type='html'>as i read my past blog entries.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i cant help but laugh as i go through the many attempts i made in writing entries that i thought would be funny =x its pretty embarrassing but right here and now, i'll be honest and say that YES, i think it was indeed for that little extra attention.. cos seriously who would wanna read a boring blog n i would be just lying if i said i made it entertaining for myself to read in future like now.. i mean, i could jus type it all in a microsoft word doc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while blogging serves as a purpose to help me keep my thoughts and memories.. its kinda a way for me to leave somethin behind as well.. be it whoever who reads.. its always nice to leave an impression and not be forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised too, that my entries reflected this crappy nice guy with his random emo side (which explains the random poems).. and it strikes me that the i've been trying to hard in maintaining this so called image of mine that i've somehow worn it on like an avatar in a game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally as things happen one after another, i notice how my writing has changed recently.. i dun think i'm now this changed serious guy cos trust me, i still can crap alot thats if i want to =p perhaps because of the habit of bloggin in such a way in the past, i've confined my other sides for too long.. which results in this aftermath of views drastically changing and my losing of faith in many things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that perhaps was my mistake.. trying to hard to maintain that so called image i thought i was suppose to have.. if i didn't, i might have reacted differently and broaden my train of thoughts, things would not have affected me that much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, it did.. and in a way its good cos as strange as it sounds, i think i understand myself much more now than i thought i did..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8985984449197962575?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8985984449197962575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>i guess one of the reasons why i adapt welll is cos of the different masks i wear.. a quiet one for perhaps idiots who dun talk sense, a smile for people who ask me too many dumb questions, an interested mask when i've no choice but to be nice.. sometimes, after getting to know a person well enough i might choose to take off that mask and others, it might mean adding additional layers just so that the first dun crack and unwanted emotions come flying out..... =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe most of us wear masks.. hiding our true selves from others because honestly not every1 can accept who we are or perhaps not to let people in.. honestly i've been wearing so many different masks myself, i guess it ok.. cos seriously, its much easier getting by at times that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one thing i've learnt over the years is that after taking off a mask to a new friend.. in time, it doesn't mean u cant put it back on again ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-5832894605654791107?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/5832894605654791107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=5832894605654791107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5832894605654791107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/5832894605654791107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#5832894605654791107' title='Masks'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-8113727768165300531</id><published>2008-11-08T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:48:59.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Matters</title><content type='html'>its sad, but i think i've converged into being a realist now, believing in the one thing that keeps to world moving - MONEY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, "Money Cant Buy You Good Health" as many will be quick to point out.. but who says being poor = good health.. and should the worse happen, who's gonna pay for that major operation.. that innocent plea on your face? i highly doubt so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, being rich doesn't essentially mean u're happy.. but hey, being able to travel, eat, shop and not worry about not being able to help support my family.. i say that sounds great! =x its ok, i can do without experiencing that true happiness or so called true love cos i dunno whats realli true in this world anymore and if that sweet $$$ can help me attain even jus 50percent of that superficial happiness, i say why not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we live in this materialistic world whether we like it anot and i say, if u cant beat them, join them ^^ SHOW ME THE MONEY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8113727768165300531?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8113727768165300531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8113727768165300531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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believed in it, i fought for it&lt;br /&gt;but in the end she called it quits&lt;br /&gt;everything is just a lie&lt;br /&gt;everything ends in time&lt;br /&gt;i guess i won't give it another try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hope, the dreams&lt;br /&gt;ever since i was just a kid&lt;br /&gt;but now i know why its called a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;it really was my stupidity&lt;br /&gt;to have dreamed in reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6001367819036327063?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6001367819036327063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6001367819036327063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;dunno how, but several army equipment has become gone case after goin thru my hands 0.o&lt;br /&gt;my uniform caught fire&lt;br /&gt;3 pending confinements&lt;br /&gt;plus i'm booking in, in about 2hours time for guard duty tml, yes the eve of a public holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these still cant match up to my exciting life outside army! ^^ i've become numb for awhile now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-952870098172370524?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/952870098172370524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=952870098172370524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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crazy&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;just one step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year on year it doesn't get any easier&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it gets hard to move on&lt;br /&gt;especially when you're thrown out on your own&lt;br /&gt;but i guess thats just reality&lt;br /&gt;and from that i've grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so despite my battered heart and broken soul&lt;br /&gt;i'll climb out of this dark hole&lt;br /&gt;falling down isn't a crime&lt;br /&gt;and i'll just have to keep on moving&lt;br /&gt;just one step at a time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8680573001999214516?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8680573001999214516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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at 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave u my heart, gave u my all&lt;br /&gt;you tore it apart, slammed it against the wall&lt;br /&gt;Now i cant sleep despite how i try&lt;br /&gt;cant weep even though i wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Yet i still cant bring myself to hate you&lt;br /&gt;even as you do the things you do&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how i'm gonna live through the coming days&lt;br /&gt;and for you i still pray&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i loved you&lt;br /&gt;sorry you didn't feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;Now all alone i'll try&lt;br /&gt;try just to breathe, just to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-4411789661488238003?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/4411789661488238003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/DSC02661copy.jpg" width="320" length="232" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP!!!!!!! haha yeah.. so i finally left tekong exactly one week ago and the break so far has been realli great.. like slacking at home all day or going out with friends.. u realli appreciate being a civilian =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/DSC02673copy.jpg" width="320" length="212" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a good feeling knowing that u complete the 1st phase of my army life.. lookin forward to the increase in pay(i know its not alot -.-) but hey.. betta than nth! but as the pic shows.. gonna miss the platoon that i've been in for 9weeks.. it seriously went by faster than i tot it would..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/DSC02660copy.jpg" width="318" length="212" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially these guys above ^^ realli enjoyed the company of my section mates.. these are the ppl who i've been sharing the same bunk with.. if i could jus form a unit with these ppl straight away.. i honestly would! well, guess thats life.. gotta start the cycle of knowing new ppl all over agn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/DSC02653copy.jpg" width="320" length="212" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best and keep in touch guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/DSC02627.jpg" width="320" length="212" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dear zw just enlisted ytd.. all the best inside man!! &amp; thx a million for helping me take pics and all.. appreciate it loads =p if u trust me wif ur camera.. i'll help u too! hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-3769931591102765040?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10280986.post-8829366387456765525</id><published>2008-09-07T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:07:26.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>209.</title><content type='html'>she stood strong throughout her time&lt;br /&gt;seldom asking for help&lt;br /&gt;working hard for every dime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the many differences&lt;br /&gt;that the generation gap brings&lt;br /&gt;she fought these obstacles&lt;br /&gt;and like an angel, i saw her wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although how she left that day&lt;br /&gt;may not be in a perfect way&lt;br /&gt;its about time she can be free&lt;br /&gt;and i promised to her that i'll be&lt;br /&gt;the best i can to keep together&lt;br /&gt;this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/Photo0732.jpg" width="160" length="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace my dearest ah ma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-8829366387456765525?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/8829366387456765525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=8829366387456765525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8829366387456765525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/8829366387456765525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#8829366387456765525' title='209.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-2099470572484341981</id><published>2008-08-28T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:00:00.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>208.</title><content type='html'>a roller coaster ride, these past few weeks&lt;br /&gt;down to a point where&lt;br /&gt;everything seems bleak&lt;br /&gt;up to a point where its hard&lt;br /&gt;just being on my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right when it starts to crumble&lt;br /&gt;and my body begins to fumble&lt;br /&gt;a little light came shining through&lt;br /&gt;at a time when i least expect it to&lt;br /&gt;slowly that little light unfold&lt;br /&gt;into a story so beautifully told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been dramatic, these past few years&lt;br /&gt;and there were times where&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but fear&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad that what once seemed bleak&lt;br /&gt;i know my future will be so much more sweet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-2099470572484341981?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/2099470572484341981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=2099470572484341981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2099470572484341981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/2099470572484341981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#2099470572484341981' title='208.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-4499239936776555261</id><published>2008-08-03T08:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:40:59.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>207.</title><content type='html'>you find it hard to tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;find it hard to refuse&lt;br /&gt;so i guess it was easier to risk losing a friend&lt;br /&gt;and that i cannot understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end.. i guess i cldnt bring myself to publish the whole writing.. guess i've gotta pick up the pieces again.. "you either live long enough to become the villain, or die a hero" i almost became a villain today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, why now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-4499239936776555261?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/4499239936776555261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=4499239936776555261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4499239936776555261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4499239936776555261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#4499239936776555261' title='207.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6979987535051580536</id><published>2008-07-27T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:55:47.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>206.</title><content type='html'>tada! now my rank is that of a RECRUIT which basically means a botak soldier who is subjected to all the shit any1 else can giv in tekong ^^ wonderful! lol.. its kinda how i expect life to be and lucky lucky me.. entered Cougar Company, the "welfare" one.. with an EVEN MORE welfare platoon.. enhanced batch, means i've got much catching up to do.. haha.. i'll try to make the best out of this 2 years =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st book out... hahaha, it was funny how i was like... woooooo, this is how it feels to be taking the mrt instead of marching from pojnt A to B &amp; of cos many many other things.. anw, since i hardly hav free time plus usualli "free" time invovles much cleaning of bunk, washing of my clothes.. too tired at times some more.. so my plan to learn some korean with my $50plus book i bought has pretty much come to reading of the 1st few pages onli.. oh well, mayb i'll get some chance next time.. but i did manage to  find some time in lectures to complete my writing, edited below le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, with these new memorable experiences.. i miss the old memories as well.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6979987535051580536?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6979987535051580536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6979987535051580536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6979987535051580536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6979987535051580536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6979987535051580536' title='206.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6152666864757943354</id><published>2008-07-23T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:55:22.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>205.</title><content type='html'>i guess the timing couldn't be any better&lt;br /&gt;my empty heart, it has faltered&lt;br /&gt;all this time it was alone&lt;br /&gt;to have no feelings like a stone&lt;br /&gt;but now.. it has faltered again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its not that easy shutting out&lt;br /&gt;getting close to someone becomes a doubt&lt;br /&gt;afraid of what might become&lt;br /&gt;regret of what could have been&lt;br /&gt;and now, i just wanna shout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody kill my bleeding heart&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant take it falling apart&lt;br /&gt;this pain is unbearable&lt;br /&gt;and love seems unattainable&lt;br /&gt;so jus let my heart die&lt;br /&gt;then the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;will have no feeling.. tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6152666864757943354?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6152666864757943354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6152666864757943354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6152666864757943354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6152666864757943354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6152666864757943354' title='205.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-6930579502289885383</id><published>2008-07-17T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:01:00.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>204.</title><content type='html'>hey there.. haha so lets see, its one week since i've been gone for NS and most probably still there unless somethin happened =x hmmmm, so i guess if u chance upon this scheduled post, u must be some bored blog hopper or u must realli miss me! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope every1's doin fine.. i'm probably be missing my thick, beautiful hair at this point of time.. hahaha, hey i gotta say after so many years i finally look less kiddish and pretty cool k =x but being botak..... *while typin this, i realli wonder how retarded i'll look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y169/wanderin1/IMG_2620.jpg" width="320" length="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg, i hav a pic which describe exactly that feeling.. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-6930579502289885383?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/6930579502289885383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=6930579502289885383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6930579502289885383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/6930579502289885383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#6930579502289885383' title='204.'/><author><name>timothy</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-10280986.post-4282276649104050148</id><published>2008-07-10T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T01:59:32.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>203.</title><content type='html'>so here i am, jus hours before enlistment.. as usual, time flies and another chapter begins.. its funny isn't it, how we take time for granted.. hmmm so lets see, my teenage years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a student, i jus made sure i neva failed and did what i had to do to pass which literally meant nothing.. ook, i guess i wasnt that good as a student =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a son &amp; brother, this part i think made me mature alot.. i could hav done betta definitely but i think i did alright.. its just the next step which scares me alittle.. filling up what my dad left bhind.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a friend, well tt's for u to decide isn't it.. let me jus giv my final take on the topic =x first of all, as the term "Best Fren" goes, i dun think i can ever choose one.. at least in my case, not jus a single one fren helped me along life and afew hav been there always.. so to choose jus one single best fren would be too hard and a classification i'll neva use.. mayb i'll save that for my future wife eh =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anw to me, its either true friends or not.. we all take different paths in life and a true fren jus means that he or she is willing to leave his path now and then to walk with you on yours be it helpin you up or jus for the company.. simple as that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll stop here.. cos i dun hav any as a boyfriend to write =x hahahaha.. or anythin else.. take care ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10280986-4282276649104050148?l=life-is-so-short.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/feeds/4282276649104050148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10280986&amp;postID=4282276649104050148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4282276649104050148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10280986/posts/default/4282276649104050148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-so-short.blogspot.com/index.html#4282276649104050148' title='203.'/><author><name>timothy</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>
