<?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-19804693</id><updated>2011-10-18T22:45:51.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Life</title><subtitle type='html'>jhgj,hkvy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-9171814725358176578</id><published>2008-01-06T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:39:57.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOWN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOG'S DOWN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging at personal blog, sorry i see no point blogging for e mass.&lt;br /&gt;So byee lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ask only if u really care.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-9171814725358176578?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/9171814725358176578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/9171814725358176578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#9171814725358176578' title='DOWN.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-4333055308950721917</id><published>2007-11-08T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:52:51.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MY DEAR FREN. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dont think i'd be able to finish today's reflection on time, so i'll just skip off to e main for now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PPPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PPAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E BIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; JAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest, lets enjoy tmr&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-4333055308950721917?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/4333055308950721917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/4333055308950721917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4333055308950721917' title='TO MY DEAR FREN. &lt;3'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-824159558062237766</id><published>2007-11-08T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:11:45.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of my Life - 1 day after Os ep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;UHH YES! HELL'S OOOOVERRRR~!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alrite, just a quick summary bout hows 3 days' after Os been so far. Empire Earth's waittting for mua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6/11/07 - K, my an hour Phy/Chem MCQ marks e veryy last of Os. There wasnt so much of an immediate excitment, imagine ending off e last stroke of this twist-of-life w a rather tame back-forth shading of an oval, as compared to e big hit of full stop. Haha. So who cares now, ITS OVERRRRRR!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then it was KBOXXXX w my favourite girl! Jassssie~! Shooooik! Sang back tonza songs i'd never even hummed  for years. Tracks like Jiang Mei Qi's, Luo Mei Ling's, Dai Ai Ling's  etc- most of whom're much lost from e sceptical music'dustry now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Perhaps its just not what e mass appreciates. They say u can only really find real good artists in e underpasses, i agree. These artists detach from the corrupted screens, they sing what their pure self feels, they draw what their lives tell them to, they direct what they really want to; and not to give a heck wat the world needs now. Thats arts, u do it w ur heart n soul, and take responsibility for ur creations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well anyway, back to track. YES, I HEAR MY DEAR 8 YRS BESTFREN SING FOR E FIRSTIMEEE. Loser huh. Heee. Shes so shy, she gotta off e analog in order to sing. But trust me girrl, u were so sweet singing. Hehe. =)  No words to describe Kbox, it was simply fun Fun FUN!!! Nothing beats e time w Jas. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then its over to Ryan's. Missing my guitar too much, afterall that asshole thinks its hard to play on it. He dont call himself loser for nothing alrite. ;) Haha! Kaye, he taught me some Swedish Dream's chords. (correct me if its wrong) Yes finally a tune outta my pretty woody fren. Thanks dude, lotz! =) Btw, yuor daer Bboby skucs, i sewar it deos. ;/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Conculsion - AWESOME! Thou theres not much of a celebration, its just good chilling w such good frens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-824159558062237766?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/824159558062237766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/824159558062237766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#824159558062237766' title='Days of my Life - 1 day after Os ep.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-440299568270012054</id><published>2007-11-04T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:13:54.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lDtOtUyRQ8Q&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lDtOtUyRQ8Q&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on girl, hold on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-440299568270012054?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/440299568270012054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/440299568270012054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#440299568270012054' title='Everybody Hurts'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-2336666908702380557</id><published>2007-10-16T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:19:01.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is an update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOPE, NOOPE IM NOT DIED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just some random facts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Claire Danes was only SIXTEEN when she starred in Romeo n Juliet in '96. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Err of coz shes e latter) And apparently, she declined e role of Rose in Titanic after RnJ; saying 2 romantic roles w Leonardo'd be too much. Oh c'mon! Its Leonardo Dicaprio u're talking bout!!! Hai, this pretty lucky girl. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, RnJ's really reallyy a goood movie! U can see Leo's much obscured (by his pretty face) I-swear awesome acting. The scene when he lost his mind after watching his best friend die right in front, n shot madly at Juliet's bro, u see the rage in his eyes slowly melt into tears of shock and then into dismay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gosh! im soo gonna watch it once more after my Os!! Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;K then, toodles ya'all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Luckz for those taking Os!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Take care world. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-2336666908702380557?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/2336666908702380557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/2336666908702380557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2336666908702380557' title='This is an update.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-2533740655838864820</id><published>2007-07-31T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T01:54:39.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIkhlMByh74" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg! Her leggss! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUGAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANDYMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-2533740655838864820?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/2533740655838864820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/2533740655838864820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2533740655838864820' title='There&apos;s nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-8808947233798903072</id><published>2007-07-24T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T18:48:38.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Cabrera - True</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KAVB0mIqIv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KAVB0mIqIv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Very beautiful song from Ryan Cabrera. First heard it on class 95, n fell totally in looove with it! E unplugged live was so sweet too! Ahhh, thats e charm man. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, im alot better now. Thanks Ryan for such heartwarming conversation, really lovely guy there. :) And of coz Jas for e many many many many lovey dovey text msges n heart-to-heart talks. Apparently she texted over a sweeet loong msg just a mere 8 mins after i posted up e entry. Girl, i must say again. U're just the sweetest girlfriend any girls would ever wish for. :D And its always a bless to have u round. Please know, im always here for u too darl. 8 yrs, but we know the count'll nv end. Looooooove ya hun! Mmmmuack! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Toooodles! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-8808947233798903072?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/8808947233798903072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/8808947233798903072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8808947233798903072' title='Ryan Cabrera - True'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-6782496973200732552</id><published>2007-07-20T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T02:01:45.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer - Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Rp-m2ssWoVI/AAAAAAAAABc/f7mAt2Emi_E/s1600-h/.copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088969562592289106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Rp-m2ssWoVI/AAAAAAAAABc/f7mAt2Emi_E/s320/.copy.jpg" width="387" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAZksfYpqvc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rN8Z6Irg_zE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so long since i last touched my guitar, gotta master at least 1 tune. :)&lt;br /&gt;Archer1212 is really good. Do check him out on youtube, really useful for anyone who wanna learn some tunes but just too lazy to go by e chords book, like me. Heh ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-6782496973200732552?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/6782496973200732552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/6782496973200732552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6782496973200732552' title='Cheer - Self'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Rp-m2ssWoVI/AAAAAAAAABc/f7mAt2Emi_E/s72-c/.copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-5197246017603728912</id><published>2007-07-20T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:18:30.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer - After 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvlxgCteYhE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvlxgCteYhE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-5197246017603728912?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/5197246017603728912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/5197246017603728912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5197246017603728912' title='Cheer - After 17'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-6003920148474323171</id><published>2007-07-12T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T21:02:51.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please drop me the Flaming Sword and Pustaka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;why must everything go against me in this prime time. im never the me anymore. my trademark optimism got lost somewhere along, and i know it'll never be soon to find its way back. Dear god, bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just self sympathy, please dont bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-6003920148474323171?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/6003920148474323171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/6003920148474323171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6003920148474323171' title='Please drop me the Flaming Sword and Pustaka.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-197308692120427165</id><published>2007-07-07T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:38:09.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now im all drowned in my raindrops, the supposed to be good day turned all bad. A false hope slashed out my morning; what used to be fun among the gfs all opposed itselves; everytime i tried not to lost myself just to be accepted by the crowd, i know i was outcasted. I dont fake myself just to fit in, i dont sweat myself just so i dont get casted off; yet i know i am now less interesting than the others. There i start wondering whats my worth to them, the words my dear friend spattered upon me yesterday seem too true. In the end, i conclude - The world is just f***ing sceptic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence, to anyone involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-197308692120427165?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/197308692120427165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/197308692120427165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#197308692120427165' title='Went wrong'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-959051757947466018</id><published>2007-07-01T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:47:06.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayday</title><content type='html'>This is uber funny!! A lil collection of Mayday's asshole-doings since they started out till now. Really really sweet compilation, especially when Stone and Ming proposed to their fiancees in e concerts. Ohhhhhh, you'd really wish to be that lucky ladies! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPvWDNLACLo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPvWDNLACLo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayday till the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-959051757947466018?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/959051757947466018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/959051757947466018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#959051757947466018' title='Mayday'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-1169620505835223218</id><published>2007-06-24T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:04:41.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's Lesson on 24th June 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To all that you can, do not rely on others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE ONE INDEPENDENT WOMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-1169620505835223218?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/1169620505835223218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/1169620505835223218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1169620505835223218' title='&lt;b&gt;Mum&apos;s Lesson&lt;/b&gt; on 24th June 2007'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-135338033649741474</id><published>2007-06-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T01:23:26.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qinyi's not died.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alrite kids! The looooong awaited post is here! Just revived my died-for-2-months comp, doesnt seems very long though; perhaps im all held down by e tonsa pre-Os hellish works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life's been a bitch these days, 3 n half months to The Os - im still flunking my 2 relevant subs - physics/chem n emaths; i've still got 50 more art developments to go n e dateline's stresssingg; most of all, i got a 27 for midyr's L1R4. Wahlao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Few days before, bro was suggesting i should google for NAFA n Laselle, check out their courses blah blah. "Qinyi, face the truth. At your level now, thats the only place you can ever land yourself on." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SP ARCHI COP -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My level now -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NOW, Get ur ass up bitch! 3 freaking months more n immm freeeeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YES YES! TIME TO PIAAAAAAA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alridey, not wasting any more mins on e comp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll update bout my meetings w e celebs in &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; near future - &lt;strong&gt;MAYDAY'S CONCERT&lt;/strong&gt; n erm &lt;strong&gt;LinYuZhong&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wish i really have the time, we'll see. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Goodnite, lovelies! Shhmuack!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-135338033649741474?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/135338033649741474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/135338033649741474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#135338033649741474' title='Qinyi&apos;s not died.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-585221356546790404</id><published>2007-04-23T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:46:48.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/RiuQ7VfXX2I/AAAAAAAAABM/j2Wr9rot8Bg/s1600-h/1579982-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056294355708895074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/RiuQ7VfXX2I/AAAAAAAAABM/j2Wr9rot8Bg/s320/1579982-2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I love Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-585221356546790404?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/585221356546790404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/585221356546790404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#585221356546790404' title='Lily Allen'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/RiuQ7VfXX2I/AAAAAAAAABM/j2Wr9rot8Bg/s72-c/1579982-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-4921119258552205722</id><published>2007-04-13T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:16:34.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Depending on what they are, our habit will either make us or break us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sow a thought, and you reap an act;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sow an act, and you reap a habit;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sow a habit, and you reap a character;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sow a character, and you reap a destiny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Samuel Smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-4921119258552205722?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/4921119258552205722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/4921119258552205722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4921119258552205722' title='Habit'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-2283226869808976906</id><published>2007-03-29T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:53:59.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can be anyone else, who would you wanna be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Madonna, Marilyn monroe, Audrey Hepburn, Bill gates, Richard Hilton...&lt;br /&gt;After frequent leaps of dilema on my chain of thoughts, I am back to square one, my initial choice, to be me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of my family, I am contented with my life, I love hte girl within me. To be serious, I fins no reason to be someone I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereo typical minds and malicious talks very much obscured one's true character to the world. Who really fathom anyone inside out. An underground drug addict, sex abuser, deceiver, he can be anything he seems not. In this deceiving world, anything can be a lie. Call me gutless, I am sure not taking the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a couch potato, always the last man in my cohort for biology, a sports retard, never once looked better than the girl next door. Yet, that does not give us a moderate reason to scream and moan for the unperfections. Everyone unfits; never one will born in black and white to fit into every corners. We are guanted with this self of ours, we just need to hold up that undying pide and plant a path to be the hero of our own predestined life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is never a need to envy someone else's life when yours, can be as wild too; for that, I love Myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-2283226869808976906?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/2283226869808976906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/2283226869808976906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2283226869808976906' title='If you can be anyone else, who would you wanna be?'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-7607854057289297895</id><published>2007-03-19T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:10:07.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHOHHOHOOHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Rf6I_Dd6vDI/AAAAAAAAABA/V6hHkrtt2Us/s1600-h/AhaHahaH!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043619249545460786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 58px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="339" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Rf6I_Dd6vDI/AAAAAAAAABA/V6hHkrtt2Us/s320/AhaHahaH!.jpg" width="103" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to say, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn! Im FeEliNG GooOoD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;alrite, enough of my stUpid crabBie cRAps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gotta go back to my art.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Toddles!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-7607854057289297895?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/7607854057289297895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/7607854057289297895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7607854057289297895' title='OHOHHOHOOHH!'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Rf6I_Dd6vDI/AAAAAAAAABA/V6hHkrtt2Us/s72-c/AhaHahaH!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-235028723045862686</id><published>2007-03-04T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:26:33.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juliet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Reqej6FjunI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7E56g3uvHLs/s1600-h/romeo+n+juliet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038013472892500594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Reqej6FjunI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7E56g3uvHLs/s320/romeo+n+juliet+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night.&lt;br /&gt;Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,&lt;br /&gt;Take him and cut him into little stars,&lt;br /&gt;And he will make the face of heaven so fine&lt;br /&gt;That all the world will be in love with night,&lt;br /&gt;And pay no worship to the garish sun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Romeo and Juliet, Williams Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-235028723045862686?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/235028723045862686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/235028723045862686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#235028723045862686' title='Juliet.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Reqej6FjunI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7E56g3uvHLs/s72-c/romeo+n+juliet+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-6392348448809530899</id><published>2007-02-25T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:13:57.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For her and her Granny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know im gonna breakdown again if i were to penetrate the memories now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've shed enough tears yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to pick myself up from all these grieves.&lt;br /&gt;Move on, and start planning for the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will stay with you forever, in the end,&lt;br /&gt;you will still be the one man fighting this war of life.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's gonna die, we all knew it,&lt;br /&gt;its just the matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i got to let go,&lt;br /&gt;I must let go.&lt;br /&gt;I've got enough time to cherish her,&lt;br /&gt;nothing bitter for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma, thanks for all the carings and love u've rained me for the past 16 years.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to go, end all these life struggles, end this long obstacles marathon,&lt;br /&gt;and join Buddha in the paradise that everyone longs for.&lt;br /&gt;Don't yearn for us, leave down everything, you'll go in bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Wa buei buei gi lu eh,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Ah Ma. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-6392348448809530899?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/6392348448809530899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/6392348448809530899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6392348448809530899' title='For her and her Granny.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-117060893910122189</id><published>2007-02-05T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T01:08:59.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Y B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-117060893910122189?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/117060893910122189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/117060893910122189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117060893910122189' title='BDAY!'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116895536443133026</id><published>2007-01-16T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:55:46.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Self.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Im going to Ace my Os art. And cease all Mum's confusion towards my ability.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to prove Im a 16 year old young woman.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to be my real self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116895536443133026?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116895536443133026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116895536443133026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116895536443133026' title='For the Self.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116871274074801141</id><published>2007-01-14T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:32:55.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Level Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Man! I must say; This is e BEST camp ever!! I love e crazie UrbanRace, I love sprinting down Orchard Road in e freaking heavy downpour; stomping into each and every puddles we eyed-on, i love our ceaseless Craze, I love the ever-lasting rain, I love every one of our encouragement to each other, I love our senseless screams everytime AhHao calls out for grp 13n14, I love 4/7's more-than-ever strong bondings, I love our hot Nick, I Love NICKELODEAN, I LOVE 4/7!! [n of coz CHARLES!! ;D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/1600/181487/Photo-0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/320/409254/Photo-0123.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CHARLES!! Hes CUTEEE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/1600/78115/Photo-0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/320/191736/Photo-0122.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nic Nic Nic Nic NIC NIC NIC NICKELODEAN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/1600/538631/Photo-0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/320/751578/Photo-0121.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E babes and er, hunks of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NICKELODEAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Frankly, the 3 days of stubborn rain did not really drained out our urge for fun. In fact, we searched for more enjoyment. Day 2 was my soakiest day i had ever wanted to be. Nearly 90% of our urban-race, we were under the big heaven pour. We chiong to Esplanade, Kallang, Jalan Barsar, Newton, Bras Basah... blah blah. The greatest thing was, all of e 18 of us [including Nick and Cher] were sprinting down the empty stretch of Orchard Road, that is from Centre Point to Wisma. Dude! Awesome! U see each of us getting soaked, every strain of hair glueing flat on our tops, our black lingeries carelessly revealing itselves through e white shirts. Its funny, really! Best thing, e quest was to find out e number of shops in Wisma. No doubt! We &lt;em&gt;"cooly"&lt;/em&gt; roamed Wisma leaving trails of water behind. Lucky it was just e first n second stories; checked out the directory. Haha! 94, I remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, the team wouldnt be having so much fun if its not for each and everyone of us to take the initiative to open up ourselves for the better. And of coz, part of the credits goes to Nick; who apparently turned us on with his non-ceasing &lt;em&gt;angmoh-ascend&lt;/em&gt; chats and on-e-spot jokes. Damn hilarious 20 yr old dude! We love him that much we actually changed our grp name to Nickelodean after his! Hehe! Plus Nick! Ur brown eyes are stunning! [okay maybe its my lack of visualizations on eyes other then black ones. Aww!] Heez! Kidding lah. I guess he shocked some aunties on e trains saying in total singlish ascend dui-bu-qi-wo-zhi-dao-le through his angmoh features to them when they reprimanded us. Haha! Pretty cool huh! Looking forward to Nickelodean's next meeting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to-be-continued... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;more hotties coming up! ohohoh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116871274074801141?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116871274074801141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116871274074801141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116871274074801141' title='Level Camp'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116655603126540896</id><published>2006-12-20T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T03:20:31.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninth Ball.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUEEKYIB3_c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUEEKYIB3_c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116655603126540896?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116655603126540896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116655603126540896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116655603126540896' title='Ninth Ball.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116612162340871927</id><published>2006-12-15T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:12:05.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Cross Annual Camp report.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;See that whole chuck of words below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah my camp report. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Took it as a journal / reflections for the camp. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Qinyi, Footdrill I/C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off this report, I find this camp quite a platform for us to see where we stood, be it in the cadets’ hearts or our ability to hold events right and flawless. Of coz the outcome wasnt a good one. The turnout was bad, the schedule was screwed, it was off-tracked from a training camp. But the harder you fall, the more reflections you do, the better you get! Haha! Alright, lets go on with the reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the turnout was bad. Actually the turnout for our normal trainings wasn’t good; logically the camp will be worst. I’ll go into details for the poor turnout later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the camp throughout was unorganized. For the first 2 days, we slotted in alot of campfire discussions in replacement. Like the footdrill lesson for day 1, initially it is suppose to be 260 mins, but was cut to 90 mins as we reckon it was too long. And we had discussion for the rest of the time. At least, the campfire performance turned out good! Adding on to the reason; we’d didn’t know the turnout would be so bad for our red cross cadets. The groupings were all screwed, so at the start of the camp we had a bad time reorganizing the cadets. But the main reason is still, we were too last minute for the plannings. Most of the things were discussed on the spot, changing repeatedly. Which eventually leads to the cadets’ lack in confident with our planning. As the mdms said, we should be confident with our decisions, and not being too fickle. The more time we used to decide, the more time the cadets waste waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, is the laze of the cadets during the camp. I guess part of the reason is because the girl guides were with us too; they weren’t quite used to practice the sense of urgency in their trainings, therefore it sort of pulled down the board’s sense of urgency too. Fortunately, after a whole day of repeated reminders, the cadets pulled up their socks for the reminding 2 days. The guides slowly adapt to our strict camp rules, and showed us respects as seniors. Which really had us all drowned in satisfaction. Hehe. To be frank, I do think we ncos weren’t good examples for the cadets. We have them running from one end of the building to the next in a limited time, but we were strolling right behind them. Its something we must really look into, and fix this bad habit. But im glad to see each and every ncos giving in their best to have the campfire started after the rain blew it up; even giving up their “luxurious” final dinner of the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campfire. We thought it was going to screw up as the cadets were all unenthusiastic at the start. After trying all our might running around them, cheering at the top of our lungs, we finally brought up their spirits. Now, patience is really important! Haha! After tons of campfire discussion, we got real quality performances from them. Be it the skit or song, we can really feel the success in building up team work and enhancement in relationship between red cross and girl guides. Not forgetting, STARS ARE BLIND! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, this camp had really taught me a lot out-of-classroom skills. Stuff like how to cooperate with each other, how to communicate effectively with your mates and juniors in order for beneficial between both parties. It does is a lot of challenge for us to run the whole 3 days 2 nights event, we fell abit, but we benefited a lot. So it’s a good one afterall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad not involving the 2 ncos from the guilds into our discussions and plannings. Its quite unfair as the guilds didn’t have their say in this camp. Will surely involve them next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers had surveyed on the bad turnout of cadets for our norm trainings, its said the trainings were too boring and they felt there’s no difference on coming and not coming. Quite saddened by the words, it reflected our failure on been the planning/conducting committee for the past half a year. After some discussion, and suggestions from the mdms. We decided to have rgtrc to come alive again. More hands on work, less classroom lessons. Indeed the firedrill practical conducted by Loretta mdm during the camp was really a success! Everyone, including us benefited on the learning on importance of urgency and evacuation skills during real life threatening scenarios. I find its important to let the cadets know the importance of self-responsibility as a first aider. When they really feel themselves as one, thats when they’ll carry out their duty whole-heartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days before, I brought up this issue with my bro, he asked if I know Red Cross is the most history-rich cca in all ccas in Singapore. It all started from 1863 when Jean Henri Dunant first formed the Red Cross Society to help the sick and wounded armies at war. Since then, RC had been going round the globe helping with the aftermath of disasters, the victims of Sars, wars. Till now, they’re still helping with the rebuilding of the affected areas during the SEA Tsunami in 2004. Red Cross is everywhere, in every country always giving out a hand for those who need it. And I just feel glad to be part of this family. I want the cadets to feel the sense of belonging too, joining RC is not all about cca points. Its about been a lifeline to humanity. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I realized after that, yelling and running around madly is not one of the symptoms for shock…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its…&lt;br /&gt;Cool, pale, clammy (moist) skin&lt;br /&gt;Rapid, weak pulse and low blood pressure&lt;br /&gt;Rapid, shallow breathing&lt;br /&gt;Thirst, nausea or vomiting&lt;br /&gt;Confusion or anxiety&lt;br /&gt;Dizziness, weakness and fainting&lt;br /&gt;Loss of consciousness&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Abstracted from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healthcaremanual.com/firstaid/shock/shock-symptoms.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://www.healthcaremanual.com/firstaid/shock/shock-symptoms.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116612162340871927?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116612162340871927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116612162340871927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116612162340871927' title='Red Cross Annual Camp report.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116538904547641868</id><published>2006-12-06T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T16:19:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;alrite! a lil' update bout my life lately. Everything's going fine for e previous post. Too stubborn of me, but im stronger now. Mum said, "Frens come and go. If you're moaning and wailing so much just for a fren leaving you, then what are you gonna do when i leave? Die off?!" True, did slashed hard enough to knock me outta my senses. Stupid, i was.&lt;br /&gt;Was flipping through my Tuesdays with Morrie yest. Theres a line,&lt;br /&gt;You cant cling onto anything, because everthing is impermanant.&lt;br /&gt;There, i know this! :)&lt;br /&gt;Adding on my list, nothing much so far. Adopting the habit of brunching out with my sis on her off afternoons. Deffinately a great job! You get a day off after two days of flights and another day off for an overnight flight. cool huh! But you'll probably be called for duty on xmas and new years. Definately a busy job too.&lt;br /&gt;oh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/1600/246934/zen%20V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7400/1967/320/779729/zen%20V.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My siblings brought a lovely Zen V for me! :D The Creative Xmas sales is fab! Its still up, till xmas i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hurry down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to all creative outlet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to enjoy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the wide range of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;creative items&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ReA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BLe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ces&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;While stock last&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Creative&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;wish you a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chirstmas&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha.....&lt;br /&gt;super bimbotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alrite! At least, i'll always have that special  group of people looking over me and loving me. Im contented. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116538904547641868?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116538904547641868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116538904547641868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116538904547641868' title='ME.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116410929144820274</id><published>2006-11-21T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:16:12.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Leap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll cry everything out&lt;br /&gt;and move on...&lt;br /&gt;Too many mixed feeling to be put in words.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever, and we all must learn to release it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll not turn back.&lt;br /&gt;Seven years of loves and friendship will officially end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116410929144820274?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116410929144820274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116410929144820274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116410929144820274' title='The Great Leap.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116401699668702239</id><published>2006-11-20T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T18:33:12.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer Chen.</title><content type='html'>Cheer's Rot. I like the lyrics for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iysp06SjW1s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iysp06SjW1s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer's Too Much. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngluAaQ8t3c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngluAaQ8t3c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-singing Zhang Yu Sheng's TianTianXiangNi. Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTPg9BCpvKU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTPg9BCpvKU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupies Concert 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tvu8-70AGvc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tvu8-70AGvc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During TaiChongMing, that guitarist beside her is her boyfriend. Ah Hu. hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert in one of ShangHai's college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmSgKJOyqNc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmSgKJOyqNc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I just simply wanna bang everything of her into you to show how good she is. But i cant!! These are the really classic ones i found.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, see her charm? &lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who told me music is not about talent.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who gave me my will to open up my true self.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who hit me hard that music is not about talent, its about opening up yourself, nude, to fill music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who told me good music does not need fanciful chords.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who gave out the little innocent me inside.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who hit me hard that good music does not need fanciful chords, it can just be a pure and innocent tune to slash you deep enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who told me that lonely nights arent that big.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who gave me the little comfort under the lonely bed of stars.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who hit me hard that in little lonely nights, there are always good music to sing you your favorite John Lennon tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who told me to pick up the wooden instrument by the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one who gave me my dream to sing out the little tune of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes the one whom inspired me to hold up my guitar and give chase to that Big Dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stage my song for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Cheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116401699668702239?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116401699668702239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116401699668702239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116401699668702239' title='Cheer Chen.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116366784998975567</id><published>2006-11-16T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:31:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7400/1967/1600/David_Tao_by_simikertbgwedr%20copy.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="119" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7400/1967/320/David_Tao_by_simikertbgwedr%20copy.1.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a skin for Jav! omg! i loooove it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cantabilecraps.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://cantabilecraps.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAVID TAO! hoho!&lt;br /&gt;now i can make a complete blogskin w e bg.&lt;br /&gt;though meddled w the damn cords for a whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;but it was great! well, to my standard. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116366784998975567?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116366784998975567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116366784998975567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116366784998975567' title='New skin made!'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116298323113602909</id><published>2006-11-08T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:01:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis - The Importance of Being Idle</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fzizazo.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2F26%20-%20Oasis%20-%20The%20Importance%20Of%20Being%20Idle.rbs&amp;colors=body:#080808;border:#FF0000;button:#FF0000;player_text:#C4C4C4;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#080808" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I sold my soul for the second time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cos the man, he don't pay me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I begged my landlord for some more time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He said "Son, the bills waiting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My best friend called me the other night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He said "Man, are you crazy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My girlfriend told me to get a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She said "Boy, you lazy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you give me a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A mans got a limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cant get a life if your hearts' not in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you give me a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A mans got a limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cant get a life if my hearts' not in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I lost my faith in the summertime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cos it don't stop raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sky all day's as black as night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I love complaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I begged my doctor for one more line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He said "Son, words fail me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It ain't no place to be killing time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I guess I'm just lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you give me a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A mans got a limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cant get a life if my hearts' not in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and thats my OASIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the lazy groove reminds me of Zhang Zhen Yue. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my family'll definately kill me if i love this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i looove it! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've being idling toooo much. my grades showed it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;355- days to Os. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i behold the future of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Architecture or Engineering, ur pick girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;355. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it never stops counting down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;omg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116298323113602909?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116298323113602909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116298323113602909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116298323113602909' title='Oasis - The Importance of Being Idle'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116236880559373052</id><published>2006-11-01T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:32:29.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to warn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;enough my dear bitch.&lt;br /&gt;if u ever dare twist her fairytale,&lt;br /&gt;i'll turn ur life crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116236880559373052?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116236880559373052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116236880559373052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116236880559373052' title='to warn.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116222789893453433</id><published>2006-10-31T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:09:24.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our dance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a free-style dance, and we'll dance a beautiful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace it for you'll die with nothing but grieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116222789893453433?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116222789893453433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116222789893453433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116222789893453433' title='our dance.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116201505299467731</id><published>2006-10-28T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:38:55.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Coloumn #3. Rock-bottom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everything else looks brighter when you have been to rock-bottom.&lt;br /&gt;-Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116201505299467731?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116201505299467731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116201505299467731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116201505299467731' title='Sharing Coloumn #3. Rock-bottom.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116169532650245726</id><published>2006-10-24T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:39:26.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i dont get you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;really i dont...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you're too fast, too complicated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i always thought i knew you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i ended up a total idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;too many things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;too many things in you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u're so mysterious, what am i to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i never wanna break down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i failed to protect myself this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry i'd doubt you again, girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116169532650245726?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116169532650245726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116169532650245726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116169532650245726' title='for you.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-116168073412153872</id><published>2006-10-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:15:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONT BE A SALTED FISH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[please change ur encording to Unicode (UTF-8)]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;咸鱼 - 五月天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一只咸鱼不想承认 也不能否认&lt;br /&gt;不要同情我笨 又夸我天真还梦想著翻身&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;咸鱼就算翻身 还是只咸鱼输得也诚恳&lt;br /&gt;至少到最后我还有咸鱼 不腐烂的自尊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没有任何天分 我却有梦的天真&lt;br /&gt;我是傻不是蠢 我将会证明用我的一生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我如果有梦有没有错错过才会更加明白 明白坚持是什黱?&lt;br /&gt;我如果有梦 梦要够疯 够疯才能变成英雄 总会有一篇我的传说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不好也不坏不特别出众 我只是敢不同&lt;br /&gt;我的人生就是一错再错 错完了再从头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许放弃掉一些活得更轻松 我却不再是我&lt;br /&gt;我不愿一生晒太阳吹风 咸鱼也要有梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天有我的天空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作我的英雄在我的天空 我知道你懂 知道你会懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wanna share this song written by Mayday's lead Ashin, with u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its the chi version of their delect song, 憨人. equally meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this song was written to eleborate the old chinese saying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;咸鱼翻身, a turned over salted fish, usually used to describe dudes turning over a new leaf. [yeah the ancient chi used salted fish to describe these ppl.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anway, the song says though a turned over salted fish is still a salted fish afterall, it is able to hold up its undying pride and plant a path to its dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you may be always the last man in ur cohort, a society reject, a total retard whom girls tease bout in their bitching sessions and guys simply glare down ur small frame and giggle pass you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;why moan bout it? theres no rule set to walk the route others planned you to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dare to make a difference, smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;because you know, to smile or to cry, its all in your hands. convert it all into motivations to push you for the goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the wild goal. test your extreme, run for it, be your own hero, and one day, your own legend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;life is bitchy enough, so why torture yourself more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love it and live it to the fullest, dude! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and you'll relize, how great it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hope this makes a difference in you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-116168073412153872?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116168073412153872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/116168073412153872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116168073412153872' title='DONT BE A SALTED FISH!'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-115712179076917398</id><published>2006-09-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:34:45.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Column #2. Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reading does not have to be tedious and heavy,&lt;br /&gt;Reading can be therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;-Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-115712179076917398?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/115712179076917398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/115712179076917398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115712179076917398' title='Sharing Column #2. Reading'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-115668824226406182</id><published>2006-08-27T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T02:47:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE DID IT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yeah! WE GOT 3RD IN WEST DISTRICT!! for yest's First Aid com 06.&lt;br /&gt;so our week's hardworks did paid off. it was a really tiring week lately. we stupidly thought the com was on 9 sept, and were happily 'enjoying life' when miss lee suddenly broke out the com was on 26. gosh! our time was shortened by a full 2 weeks lah. so now we had to give up the whole week of after-school-life-enjoyments for PRACTICE. luckily we found some lifelines. rang up Patricia, Steph, Yiming, Lester, Ruishan and all for last min trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the com, it was quite a calm one. tried my best ta install every first aid and evacuation methods into my hello-its-7am mind on our train to Ycks. though i din study thorougly but i din managed to flunk my theory either. great! well, for theory it was 60 mcqs for 1 hr. meaning 1 min for 1qn. [45 sec for 3/4 qn]. shockingly 4 of us finished it in 30 mins averagely. if we're not wrong, we're the first school ta finish in our room. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited freaking 4 hrs in the class for our turn for practical. we're the 36th school out of the 38 schools pacticipating. &lt;em&gt;[imagine..]&lt;/em&gt; but we'd killed the 4 hrs quite succesfully. first hr, we practiced or rather went through the proceadure of evacuation. then it was lunch followed by gossips gossips and more gossips. mind u, we're not all girls! Jamues and Jason were inside too. haha! not forgetting e other girl Jocelyn.[i finally mentioned everyone's name now]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for practical, there're 2 components; case study[first aid] and evacuation[evacuating e casualty through obstacles.] this yr's senerio was, 2 casualties were found in the bball court, and we're suppose to evacuate e more serious one out. they added a new marking component this yr; 'use of available resources'. theres a bag[2 shirts, a bottle, tissues, bandages], 2 bballs, 2 hockey sticks[they hurt each other w that] and a stack of newspapers[Zaobao and Streat times i remember!]. the casualty, me and Jam attended to had a fractured and 2 BIG wounds on her hands.&lt;br /&gt;the makeups were damn real! i nearly lost half my soul upon rolling up the sleeve to see wound. it wasnt much of a prob for my side. but the casualty Jocelyn and Jason attended to was freaking asshole! upon her wounds and fractured legs, she had pain her stomach[we're still unknown of the cause], when asked what kinda pain she had, she goes &lt;em&gt;"my stomach very pain, i wanna go toilet!" haha! of coz, she wth-ed us. &lt;/em&gt;we're pretty sure they wouldnt gives these kinda 'injuries'. and throughout the whole evacuation her attitude was real nasty. btw, shes frm Cedar. check her out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the evac was the best part!! well, one of the purpose of this yr's com is to test our on-the-spot responses to emergency. meaning NO STRETCHER!! so our many trainings of stretcher drills din actually came in hand, except for the method of obstacle crossing. and guesss what?! we'd made a stretcher out of the newspaper! [luckily Pactricia mdm taught us few days before.] haha! i guess it does adds some points for us. and more, it freaked that cedar girl out. muahah! [okay okay im evil!] the obstacles were going under a table and going down a steep flight of stairs. the table wasnt much of a prob but the stairs was. we cleanly forgot to train for the stairs. were shocked but it was quite a good one too. :) Jam and Jocelyn did well at the back, they kneeled down to ascend the stairs keeping it stable. it was a tough move after all the hands numbing, legs weaking minutes. but they still did it carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heard for Pactricia, our score for evac is the best in west district! out of 14 schools dude! HAHA! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB METALS!&lt;br /&gt;and specially our casualties [Syavina and Syaizzah] and Cheryl! dont feel guilty girl! u're important to the team too! c'mon heal us w ur milk! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now clear ur throats, get on the dance floor and lets CONQUER THE TALENTIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7400/1967/1600/METAL%20FAMILY!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7400/1967/1600/metal%20familey.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="257" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7400/1967/320/metal%20familey.jpg" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Mental Family plus Cheryl [metal breast!] w the cam.&lt;br /&gt;WE DID IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-115668824226406182?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/115668824226406182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/115668824226406182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115668824226406182' title='WE DID IT!!!'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-115302994791330589</id><published>2006-07-16T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T02:48:29.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my fortunate soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;yup. been years since i last updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;well, theres quite some interesting things going on right now.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! im a future airstewardess's sis! =D&lt;br /&gt;haha! something really new for her.&lt;br /&gt;and i've realized how much my family loves me,&lt;br /&gt;they did everything for me, just to make me a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;everyone contributed tons of their efforts on me.&lt;br /&gt;they're there for me when i needed help, there for me when im feeling lost,&lt;br /&gt;there for me dicussing how to improve my studies.&lt;br /&gt;though what they always think bout is my studies,&lt;br /&gt;a sub which always turn people off, but afterall, thats the piority of a student.&lt;br /&gt;study well now and breakfree from the limited-choices-cycle in the society.&lt;br /&gt;i know im a very fortunate girl, i got lots of lifelines around me,&lt;br /&gt;whatever help i need, theres always someone to help.&lt;br /&gt;be it, maths, arts, personal improvings, fashions, money,&lt;br /&gt;theres always a lifeline. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;theres a line which touched me most, my sis-in-law once said,&lt;br /&gt;"we did all this, is to have u lead a good life,&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;you're our Qinyi&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all they hope for is a good report card. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its time i return them something. =&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-115302994791330589?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/115302994791330589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/115302994791330589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115302994791330589' title='me and my fortunate soul.'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-114950096053302375</id><published>2006-06-05T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:17:40.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AHOY!!&lt;br /&gt;YUP! IM BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;k. came back last saturday but was too busy to blog. the photos are ready, will upload them in this near future.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, all the memories there are still fresh in my mind. will blog them out one by one. stay tune. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-114950096053302375?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114950096053302375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114950096053302375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114950096053302375' title='im back!!!!!'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-114882978022510217</id><published>2006-05-28T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:17:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SABAH!  =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WHOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;WAITED FOR 4+ MONTHS AND HERE IT IS!&lt;br /&gt;few more hours i'll be in SABAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;gonna be SO AWESOME! ;D&lt;br /&gt;just wished few seniors lucks for their Os chinese tmr.&lt;br /&gt;the appreciations in their voices really warmed me. :)&lt;br /&gt;yup! ALL THE BEST YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;SABAH! HERE I COME!!&lt;br /&gt;gosh! 6 days! TELL ME! TELL ME! how u ppl gonna live?!&lt;br /&gt;hehheh!&lt;br /&gt;get going!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-114882978022510217?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114882978022510217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114882978022510217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114882978022510217' title='SABAH!  =D'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-114880630107397684</id><published>2006-05-28T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:33:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Column #1. Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Education is not to throw one into a sea of knowledge, it is to let one know his strength and weakness.&lt;br /&gt;-Bro's Professor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-114880630107397684?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114880630107397684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114880630107397684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114880630107397684' title='Sharing Column #1. Education'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-114802623094016588</id><published>2006-05-19T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:18:52.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the selfish me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sometimes i dont want to talk,&lt;br /&gt;i just wish to play alone.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont want to get up,&lt;br /&gt;i just wish my muscles are gone.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont want to return your call,&lt;br /&gt;im just too lazy to hold up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hate to see you,&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i can give you a tight slap on your way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a selfish little kid, so does everyone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-114802623094016588?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114802623094016588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114802623094016588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114802623094016588' title='the selfish me'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19804693.post-114745131184482197</id><published>2006-05-12T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T14:18:18.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CD Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;was reading a blog entry of SlowSlowCome. it stated "now the world had officially step into the Ipod Age." total agreement here. down the streets, on the mrt, in the malls, everyone's carrying a mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;gotta admit it. im old. im still clinching onto my cd walkman. but have no interest in upgrading it. yah indeed, a mp3 is deffinately lots more compact and more multipurpose compared to a walkman.&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer to stay in the CD Age. i love music and appreciate good music. holding an album in hand makes me feel the realism of it, that makes me want to treasure it. im sure u'll feel it in the same way as well. still remember the urge of happiness i always get whenever i get an album i've been craving long for. its the happiness that is beyond possible to be put in words. i want this to continue. and i know downloaded music deffinately would not makes me feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;im old but im happy. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19804693-114745131184482197?l=alighthouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114745131184482197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19804693/posts/default/114745131184482197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alighthouse.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114745131184482197' title='CD Age'/><author><name>SagetheGardener</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01217508118711713520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_71lMepxHv-k/Sg7r-AXojAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/NC5qe7hmkkk/S220/eP1130873e.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
