<?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-6359053559728704832</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:42:58.366-07:00</updated><category term='Tribute'/><category term='Voila'/><category term='Emptiness'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='Contemplation'/><category term='My Experience'/><category term='Gravilla'/><title type='text'>My Thought und also Meine Wille</title><subtitle type='html'>And I know, somehow I feel...nothing
And I know, somehow I feel...consumed
And I know, somehow I feel...lonely</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-5144120449390604439</id><published>2008-05-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:48:59.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiya!</title><content type='html'>Haiya, I forgot what I want to write. B**ch!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-5144120449390604439?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/5144120449390604439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=5144120449390604439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/5144120449390604439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/5144120449390604439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/05/haiya.html' title='Haiya!'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-6160290210432391290</id><published>2008-04-30T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:00:02.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up People (OST Death Note-Maximum The Hormone)</title><content type='html'>Benri benri banzai benri benri banzai benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt;Benri benri banzai benri benri banzai benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt;Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai (urami ni wana dare daun?)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikiru imi tsumaran ka? Ikiru imi tsumaran ka? Ikiru imi tsumaran ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;Ikiru imi tsumaran ka? Ikiru imi tsumaran ka? Ikiru imi tsumaran ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai (urami ni wana dare daun?)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY! Ningen sanka. Ai nige ningen fuan ka? × 4&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY! Ningen sanka HEY HEY! Ningen fuankan&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY! Ningen sanka onorera eien ningen fuankan&lt;br /&gt;Aa ningen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunmei yande fuantei&lt;br /&gt;Mirai wa sukuwaren howaito hausu&lt;br /&gt;Zensekai ni WARNING!!&lt;br /&gt;Issaigassai ni kaikaku LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benri benri banzai benri benri banzai benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt;Benri benri banzai benri benri banzai benri benri banzai ningen&lt;br /&gt;Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;Hora biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Biribiri ikarasu ka? Ningen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai (urami ni wana dare daun?)&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai hanzai kienai towa ni&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP fuanzai ippai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY! Ningen sanka. Ai nige ningen fuan ka? × 4&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY! Ningen sanka HEY HEY! Ningen fuankan&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY! Ningen sanka onorera eien ningen sanka wameku saga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henken ・ inken ningen kuso da ugokidase ore Fight&lt;br /&gt;S-teki na seisai no kiba kara tenteki no sonzai o tatsu&lt;br /&gt;Tenkeiteki na mesaki no yoku kara chenji dekinai koku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manukeboke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou&lt;br /&gt;Manukeboke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEY HEY! Human SU×××!! Ah, humans… Human FU×××!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S UP, PEOPLE?!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-6160290210432391290?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/6160290210432391290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=6160290210432391290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/6160290210432391290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/6160290210432391290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-up-people-ost-death-note-maximum.html' title='What&apos;s up People (OST Death Note-Maximum The Hormone)'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-4088004586262798306</id><published>2008-04-17T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:11:19.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow I still can't sleep</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Now it's 4:09 AM ,and I still can't sleep. MIST! (It's a german's word for swearing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huff, I dunno what I'm going to talk about. But Wish you all the best for the exam. Especially upcoming CS2100 exam on Saturday. (Aaron, you have screwed my beautiful weekends)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-4088004586262798306?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/4088004586262798306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=4088004586262798306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/4088004586262798306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/4088004586262798306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-i-still-cant-sleep.html' title='Wow I still can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-7030953428130407441</id><published>2008-04-17T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T10:59:32.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't sleep, therefore I blog</title><content type='html'>Sound Cartes rite? Hahahaha. Actually, I really can't sleep today. The clock is pointing 1:53 AM. Though I don't have class today, but still It's not really healthy to have sleep on the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just a simple reflection. Recently, I'm thinking about the definition of a personal identity. When do we define ourselves as a person? If we like to think more, lot of our identity attributes, like names for example. They were given by those who are out of ourselves. All those attributes are innate (If we can say). So where are our discretion? Who are we? Do we exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, just ignore this blog. I made while I'm sleeping (or half sleeping).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-7030953428130407441?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/7030953428130407441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=7030953428130407441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/7030953428130407441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/7030953428130407441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-sleep-therefore-i-blog.html' title='I can&apos;t sleep, therefore I blog'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-4003303120984715798</id><published>2008-04-16T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:43:01.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahaha, nothing to say</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling stress today. Lot things to do, especially that damned CS2100 Mid Term test 2. Arrgh,  and then It covers from MIPS until Cache: The things that I haven't studied yet. Yikess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, beside feeling depressed, I'm also feeling encouraged. Dunno why? Maybe because, I have gotten the answer for......, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just a good fluctuation happened today inside me. Huff, before I crap more, I should stop here. Hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-4003303120984715798?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/4003303120984715798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=4003303120984715798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/4003303120984715798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/4003303120984715798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahahaha-nothing-to-say.html' title='Hahahaha, nothing to say'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-3259885487650585962</id><published>2008-03-27T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:54:39.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oily Politicians</title><content type='html'>I don't know I really love that line. It's cited from "Little Priest" lyric from "Sweeney Todd : The Demon Barber of Fleet Street" play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is that ?&lt;br /&gt;It's fop , finest in the shop&lt;br /&gt;Or we have some shepherd's pie peppered with actual shepherd on top&lt;br /&gt;And I just began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the politician so oily it's served with a doily have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Put it on the bun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well we never no when it's going to run ...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yup, they are oily. By the way, this is only my personal point of view.  hahaha&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-3259885487650585962?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/3259885487650585962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=3259885487650585962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/3259885487650585962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/3259885487650585962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/03/oily-politicians.html' title='Oily Politicians'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-1292414652322495136</id><published>2008-03-20T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:40:38.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My death note</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it is good for us to talk about some serious stuffs, especially about philosophy (aah, my favorite subject). Well, although philosophy is regarded as very complicated and confusing subject, nevertheless we can't run from it. Every time, every minute, every second of your life, you always try to find the truth. Not only you, but also me, and the rest. We are living in the world that full of questions and motley problems. Thereafter, we always think deeply and sometimes subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue this blog later... I have something to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-1292414652322495136?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/1292414652322495136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=1292414652322495136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/1292414652322495136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/1292414652322495136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-death-note.html' title='My death note'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-2171337228005574991</id><published>2008-03-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:47:37.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst is yet to come</title><content type='html'>Hoho, the title is just like negated version of "The Best is yet to come". Anyway, I intentionally wrote this for reminding me my "I HAVE TO DO IMMEDIATELY OR I COULD GET KILLED BY THEM" list :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  9 hours to go for my Sit-In lab (Sorting, aaaaaah!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Malay Drama --&gt; Marketing. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Matric Fair --&gt; Emailing the presidents of societies and interest groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Singapore's Foreign Policy's essay due date 26th March 2008 (I just started making the   abstract 2 days ago, still needs more than 1800 words. Gulp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Term test 2 CS2100. aaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Revising MA1506 (i haven't attended the lectures more than 3 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Upcoming German's essay, vocab test, oral test, and semester test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huff, so hectic!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-2171337228005574991?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/2171337228005574991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=2171337228005574991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2171337228005574991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2171337228005574991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/03/worst-is-yet-to-come.html' title='The Worst is yet to come'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-1438608515687406924</id><published>2008-02-19T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:29:03.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me, A Reflection</title><content type='html'>Umm, actually I want to spend more time for my blog, but fortunately I could take a moment to my blog for updating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what should I tell you yea? Umm, maybe about my school's life. it's sucks man. Full of assignments, assignments, and assignment. I can't even inhale for a moment, but at least I'm still happy doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The courses that I take in this semester quiet various. 2 Computer Science Module (CS1102 --&gt; damn, killer module), 1 Math (fun but unfortunately the lecturer, sigh) , 2 Languages (German and English) and my fave, Singapore Studies (Singapore's Foreign Policy).  I wish I could pull up my CAP this semester. (Jia You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actually I have a lot of stories for My Computer Science Module and The Languages Module, but maybe I tell you another time, hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next? My personal life? umm, I think I don't want to share it here. Too confidential. But anyway, I don't have enough time to write anything here, I have to study for my German test. "Also", Guten Nacht. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-1438608515687406924?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/1438608515687406924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=1438608515687406924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/1438608515687406924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/1438608515687406924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/02/about-me-reflection.html' title='About Me, A Reflection'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-9051659234782487791</id><published>2008-01-21T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:39:21.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute'/><title type='text'>Blissful Day</title><content type='html'>To all of my friends, I really love you. Thank you for all of your birthday greeting. Thank you so much. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-9051659234782487791?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/9051659234782487791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=9051659234782487791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/9051659234782487791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/9051659234782487791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/01/blissful-day.html' title='Blissful Day'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-5259827069599109343</id><published>2008-01-08T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:40:43.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangatnya</title><content type='html'>Umm, kalo inget ya!!! Lagian, lagi capek, bosen juga. Tapi yang pasti, tangan kamu menghangatkan jiwa yang dingin ini. Menghangatkanku dari dunia yang dingin. Terlebih lagi kalo aku tidur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-5259827069599109343?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/5259827069599109343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=5259827069599109343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/5259827069599109343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/5259827069599109343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2008/01/hangatnya.html' title='Hangatnya'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-2480556109450548291</id><published>2007-12-30T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T09:21:48.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emptiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>How come I love you so much?</title><content type='html'>How come I love you so much,&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                   Why I have to love you&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                                             Why I like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Why I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 Why I am strayed for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                Why I deeply want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                   Why you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-2480556109450548291?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/2480556109450548291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=2480556109450548291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2480556109450548291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2480556109450548291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-come-i-love-you-so-much.html' title='How come I love you so much?'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-2548189247587528048</id><published>2007-12-30T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:45:01.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gravilla'/><title type='text'>So Empty</title><content type='html'>I was writing this blog on the beginning of the last day in 2007. I don't know, I just feel so empty. I don't even think that 2008 would be a better year than 2007. We are amidst of the doubt. Though, maybe it sounds pesimistic but anyway that's what I am feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home,&lt;br /&gt;School, I mean University,&lt;br /&gt;Social Relationship,&lt;br /&gt;Harmony,&lt;br /&gt;Disintegration,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Hatred,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remains same. Nothing's gonna change if the people remain constant. I just keep thinking to make stipulated constant change through myself. But anyway who am I? Just a tiny little small existence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-2548189247587528048?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/2548189247587528048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=2548189247587528048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2548189247587528048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2548189247587528048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-empty.html' title='So Empty'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-8367078893112708796</id><published>2007-12-28T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T05:31:26.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days Before Year 2008</title><content type='html'>Aku ingin dipeluk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-8367078893112708796?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/8367078893112708796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=8367078893112708796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/8367078893112708796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/8367078893112708796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-days-before-year-2008.html' title='3 Days Before Year 2008'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-6473503502482415614</id><published>2007-11-28T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:11:20.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know</title><content type='html'>I feel so sad....&lt;br /&gt;I just want to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to forget everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-6473503502482415614?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/6473503502482415614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=6473503502482415614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/6473503502482415614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/6473503502482415614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-know.html' title='Don&apos;t know'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-390448829169531045</id><published>2007-11-01T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T04:43:05.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"我不转弯"  ("I won't turn around")</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;......................................................................................!!!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pride in the destruction&lt;br /&gt;我骄傲的破坏,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the normalness which i detest,&lt;br /&gt;我痛恨的平凡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now do i realise that those are what i love most,&lt;br /&gt;才想起那些是我最爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the full summer have its joy,&lt;br /&gt;让盛夏去贪玩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw the cruel reality of the future lightyears away,&lt;br /&gt;把残酷的未来 狂放到光年外&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;而现在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throw all the rules out the window,&lt;br /&gt;放弃规则&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love with all your heart,&lt;br /&gt;放纵去爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let go of urself,&lt;br /&gt;放肆自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave the future blank,&lt;br /&gt;放空未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't bend, I won't bend, etc...&lt;br /&gt;我不转弯 我不转弯 我不转弯 我不转弯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the usual pattern become simpler,&lt;br /&gt;让定律更简单&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let order become chaos,&lt;br /&gt;让秩序更混乱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the youth i like,&lt;br /&gt;这样的青春我才喜欢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the full summer have its joy,&lt;br /&gt;让盛夏去贪玩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw away the cruel reality of the future lightyears awayAnd now,..&lt;br /&gt;把残酷的未来 狂放到光年外 而现在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放弃规则 放纵去爱 放肆自己 放空未来&lt;br /&gt;Give the rules. Love with all your heart. Let go of yourself. Leave the future with endless possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不转弯 我不转弯 我不转弯 我不转弯&lt;br /&gt;I won't bend. I won't bend. I won't bend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要 我疯 我要 我爱 就是 我要 我疯 我要 我爱&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be crazy..I wanna love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在 一万首的mp3 一万次疯狂的爱 灭不了一个渺小的孤单&lt;br /&gt;Now, ten thousand mp3 ten thousand love cannot erase the small feeling of loneliness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要 我疯 我要 我爱 就是 我要 我疯 我要 我爱&lt;br /&gt;I wanna crazy wanna love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在 盛夏的一场狂欢 来到了光年之外 长大难道是人必经的溃烂&lt;br /&gt;Now, the unforgettable summer of craziness...we've come to light yrs away. Is growing up an inevitable part of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放弃规则 放纵去爱 放肆自己 放空未来 我不转弯 我不转弯 我不转弯 我不转弯Give the rules. Love with all your heart. Let go of yourself. Leave the future with endless possibilities.I won't bend. I won't bend. I won't bend....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-390448829169531045?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/390448829169531045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=390448829169531045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/390448829169531045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/390448829169531045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wont-turn-around.html' title='&quot;我不转弯&quot;  (&quot;I won&apos;t turn around&quot;)'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-380198777270584398</id><published>2007-10-30T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T05:28:42.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Experience'/><title type='text'>Wow Singapore Model of United Nation</title><content type='html'>First time I heard the name, I laughed. "What the hell is that?", I asked to myself.  Such a weird thing. You pretend to be UN. For me It's just like a kindergarden child that playing a UN model. But on this day, I realized the truth of the "Funny Things" that I laughed on it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before talking about Singapore Model of United Nation, it's better to introduce the Model of United Nation itself. Roughly, Model of United Nation ( or usually abreviated to MUN) is Model of United Nation Conference which is conducted by the University student. The purpose of this activity is promoting the UN and also introducing the procedure's that usually done by the UN to solve such as political, social, and economic problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Model of United Nation is not only "a simulation" of UN Conference but also included a competition. The competition is quite similar to Debating Competition but the difference is you bring a case and protect your own country in the conference. So you, as the representative of certain country, should prepare all of the case before the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now about Singapore Model of United Nation. Singapore Model of United Nation is a competition of United Nation Model which is organized by NUS Model of United Nation. The competition is included all the things that I have mentioned before.  This is the international competition for the University Student but also involving students from JC and Secondary School. The purpose of this competition is not only a competition but also want to introduce the concept of Model of United Nation to JC and Secondary Student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, After hearing the presentation and joining the committee for the SMU, I'm quite interested to join the NUS Model of United Nation. Maybe if I can manage my career well there, I can be representative in MUN international competition and facing the Harvard and Cambridge student. Hohohohohoho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-380198777270584398?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/380198777270584398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=380198777270584398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/380198777270584398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/380198777270584398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/10/wow-singapore-model-of-united-nation.html' title='Wow Singapore Model of United Nation'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-9211014450976310402</id><published>2007-10-28T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T02:14:41.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We’re All In The Dance / Singer: Feist（English Theme Song from Paris, Je T'aime）</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's about life, it's about love, it's about goodbye. Cheer up everyone... we are still in the dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a dance we all have to do                                                                                                                    What does the music require?                                                                                                                People are moving together                                                                                                                       Close as the flames in a fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the beat                                                                                                                                          Music and rhyme&lt;br /&gt;While there is time&lt;br /&gt;We all go round and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Partners are lost and found&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking for one more chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;We’re all in the dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night and day&lt;br /&gt;The music plays on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all are part of the show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we can hold on to someone&lt;br /&gt;We know life won’t let us go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the beat&lt;br /&gt;Music and rhyme&lt;br /&gt;While there is time&lt;br /&gt;We all go round and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Partners are lost and found&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking for one more chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know isWe’re all in the dance&lt;br /&gt;We’re all in the dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-9211014450976310402?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/9211014450976310402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=9211014450976310402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/9211014450976310402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/9211014450976310402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/10/were-all-in-dance-singer-feistenglish.html' title='We’re All In The Dance / Singer: Feist（English Theme Song from Paris, Je T&apos;aime）'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-2921705323272902228</id><published>2007-10-28T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:04:06.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><title type='text'>My World Has Turned Upside Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9xRKFY6ZVk/RyVy47VvZcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-OsnwntKk14/s1600-h/The+Reverse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126630073158297026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9xRKFY6ZVk/RyVy47VvZcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-OsnwntKk14/s320/The+Reverse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No, no it isn't about that picture. Maybe some of you could notice where is the picture taken. But anyway, I don't want to talk about the picture or the description about the picture. What I want to talk about is about what I feel recently, is represented by that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, since I arrived here. I feel everything has to be started by beginning. I have to return everything to the "zero-default-condition". This mean, I feel I have to eliminate everything inside my mind, my heart, and my ego, and I have to set up everything once again. That's why I wrote this contemplation. A contemplation about" whyness"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not typical of me who is very unmelancholic and ignorant. But I realize, after experiencing several events When people try to be ignorant and unmelancholic, It means that those people try to overcome their own problem of feeling with forgetting about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in the end, I've found that, those kind of behaviour really not help you to overcome your own problem.Sometimes, we should feel the pain of our own problem. We should aware that somehow there is an enjoyment of feeling lonely or feeling sad. That's the thing that I have to rethink once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know, everybody wants to be happy, including me. But when I found such that "invention" I try to think once again, "What is happiness?","What is sadness?","What is emptiness?". Even until now, we still can't define or realize what are the definitions of that three statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you define happiness as an enjoyment. That enjoyment in sadness means happiness? And that's a contradiction. Since sadness is antithesis of happiness. And if sadness is defined as something brind disturbance to our life, another contradiction rises, because you feel enjoyment of that disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, studying in this small country, makes me notice that. There are such uncertain things that we still understand uncertainly. Even we try to understand certainly of those things, we got another uncertain understanding about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, I call this blog "My World Has Turned Upside Down". Everything has changed and moved on. And I have to turn upside down also with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, luckily, I have fallen deeper and deeper in this contemplation. I just want to know about my heart and my feeling more. Try to realize that, mind is important but without heart and feeling, mind is nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-2921705323272902228?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/2921705323272902228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=2921705323272902228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2921705323272902228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/2921705323272902228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-world-has-turned-upside-down.html' title='My World Has Turned Upside Down'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z9xRKFY6ZVk/RyVy47VvZcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-OsnwntKk14/s72-c/The+Reverse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359053559728704832.post-7076067047783624426</id><published>2007-10-28T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:19:27.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract</title><content type='html'>Hi to all my dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long considerating to move, I've decided to make a blog on this web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the blogspot's blog, I'll try to make big difference with my previous blog on friendster. In this blog, I will focus more in my personal subject. For example about my personal life, personal feeling, personal perception, personal thought, personal desire, and even my persona.  And that's why, maybe in this blog you will see another style of my writing. (I'll struggle to avoid writing about technical things!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Also" enjoy my new blog!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;Pras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359053559728704832-7076067047783624426?l=anotherp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/feeds/7076067047783624426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359053559728704832&amp;postID=7076067047783624426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/7076067047783624426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359053559728704832/posts/default/7076067047783624426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherp.blogspot.com/2007/10/abstract.html' title='Abstract'/><author><name>The Story of Another P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05084171975066733662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
