<?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-7819644</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:09:41.992+08:00</updated><category term='dilbert'/><category term='DS'/><category term='Eason mtv'/><category term='Deadlines'/><category term='Feb'/><title type='text'>Feeling FreE (=^.^=)</title><subtitle type='html'>Freedom is not a human right conferred by Heaven. Nor does the freedom to dream come at birth: it is a capacity and an awareness that needs to be defended. Moreover, even dreams can be assailed by nightmares.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>433</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-7812737989402699868</id><published>2008-02-19T17:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:59:54.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start from here...</title><content type='html'>Haven't blog for eons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But gosh I was surprised when I heard about the album &lt;a href="http://www.books.com.tw/CD/activity/0020122732/joanna/joanna.htm"&gt;Start from here&lt;/a&gt; by Joanna Wang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have subscribed to her &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/user/festouverture"&gt;youtube page&lt;/a&gt; for quite a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea she is called Joanna Wang until seeing her face in the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogged about her rendition of &lt;a href="http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/08/revisiting-don-mclean.html"&gt;Castles in the Air&lt;/a&gt; before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her Chinese ones too like &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zZJHCV6MRV8"&gt;I Only Care About You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That deep and sensual voice... It's pretty mersmerising (yeah yeah.. I m publicizing here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-7812737989402699868?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/7812737989402699868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=7812737989402699868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/7812737989402699868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/7812737989402699868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2008/02/start-from-here.html' title='Start from here...'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-5538275398156354486</id><published>2007-11-15T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T04:19:08.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right, left brainer or no brainer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,22556281-661,00.html"&gt;The Spinning Lady Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this woman is turning clockwise from which ever way I looked at it - left, right, above and bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still clockwise. &lt;em&gt;Period.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anatomy of my single cell structure &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yeah... thaz right... admitedly so.)&lt;/span&gt; devoids me of the ability to see a deferring result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I did stare at the reflection of the monitor in the mirror long enough to realize that the &lt;em&gt;reflection&lt;/em&gt; of the spinning lady is also turning &lt;em&gt;clockwise &lt;/em&gt;in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't making sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clockwise&lt;/em&gt; on the screen, and &lt;em&gt;clockwise&lt;/em&gt; in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-5538275398156354486?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/5538275398156354486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=5538275398156354486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/5538275398156354486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/5538275398156354486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/11/right-or-left-brainer.html' title='Right, left brainer or no brainer?'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-3554663824454216249</id><published>2007-11-03T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:25:28.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;悲傷的採購&lt;/span&gt; from the HK indie band &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Little_Airport"&gt;My Little Airport&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;订了一季又到下季&lt;br /&gt;为何人大了就要成为 工作的奴隶&lt;br /&gt;最爱作的不可发挥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的感觉逐渐流逝...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;从前曾話过要如何 欣赏世界的美丽，&lt;br /&gt;现在只懂得放假去消费。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果继续这样 我还是我吗?&lt;br /&gt;我还喜欢我吗?&lt;br /&gt;或者我应该死去吧... 总好过变得更差...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果繼續這樣 你还愿意吗? 和我奏着结他?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日子不应该这样吧 而现实就是这样可怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.sogou.com/listen.so?gid=12F734FF5EBDB5E9&amp;amp;globalId=102f734ff5ebdb5e&amp;amp;tgid=102f734ff5ebdb5e&amp;amp;pf=mp3&amp;amp;t=%B1%AF%C9%CB%B5%C4%B2%C9%B9%BA&amp;amp;ac=1"&gt;Listen to song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Workable :p)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... it does make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-3554663824454216249?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/3554663824454216249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=3554663824454216249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/3554663824454216249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/3554663824454216249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/11/confession-of-shopaholic.html' title='Confession of a shopaholic'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-2604231297286835513</id><published>2007-10-23T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:21:49.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook? It's all about self-branding.</title><content type='html'>Just got the new issue of Times magazine, and they have this witty article about all these online friend-based websites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1668441,00.html"&gt;You Are Not My Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, we're on Facebook. But I don't care about your cat. And stop poking me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway... juz wanna highlight the gist of the whole blether...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Old people are always worrying that our blogging and personal websites and MySpace profiles are taking away our privacy, but they clearly don't understand the word privacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We're not sharing things we don't want other people to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We're showing you our best posed, retouched photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We're listing the Pynchon books we want you to think we've read all the way through. We're allowing other people to write whatever they want about us on our walls, unless we don't like it, in which case we just erase it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If we had that much privacy in real life, the bathrooms at that Minnesota airport would be empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha... how does that work out for you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-2604231297286835513?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/2604231297286835513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=2604231297286835513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/2604231297286835513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/2604231297286835513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/10/facebook-its-all-about-self-branding.html' title='Facebook? It&apos;s all about self-branding.'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-2764152585325855684</id><published>2007-10-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T11:39:04.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilbert'/><title type='text'>The fault is always on others.</title><content type='html'>Laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert2733310071001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="161" alt="" src="http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/archive/images/dilbert2733310071001.gif" width="486" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-2764152585325855684?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/2764152585325855684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=2764152585325855684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/2764152585325855684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/2764152585325855684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/10/laaa.html' title='The fault is always on others.'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-4585437749155154887</id><published>2007-09-16T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T17:19:08.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been up and down, over and out...</title><content type='html'>And That's Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="177" width="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lyheRgxSMiI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lyheRgxSMiI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="215" height="177"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=lyheRgxSMiI"&gt;That's Life (Barry Manilow rendition)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Getting back in the race?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-4585437749155154887?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/4585437749155154887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=4585437749155154887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/4585437749155154887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/4585437749155154887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-been-up-and-down-over-and-out.html' title='I&apos;ve been up and down, over and out...'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-7892989812161911387</id><published>2007-08-25T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:18:11.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revisiting Don Mclean</title><content type='html'>Tied up with reality these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much stuff to handle, and it's getting pretty much out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always great to listen to Mclean in times like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has such a calm and composed voice, and maybe... &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; I can slow down and rethink about what I should do by just hearing his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw this online rendition of Mclean's Castles in the Air... it's soooo beautiful, I just got to share it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F26LIPdnr88"&gt;A soulful rendition of Castles in the Air&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love this song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arent you tired of castles in the air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-7892989812161911387?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/7892989812161911387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=7892989812161911387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/7892989812161911387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/7892989812161911387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/08/revisiting-don-mclean.html' title='Revisiting Don Mclean'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-632276222150488049</id><published>2007-08-16T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T15:19:37.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That thing about Relativity</title><content type='html'>Everything's about relativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop has been driving me nuts for a long time because it moves like a snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've changed my mind, it's&lt;em&gt; just&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sloth"&gt;sloth&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real winner is the PC that I've &lt;em&gt;wrestled&lt;/em&gt; with at &lt;a href="http://www.asia-city.com/"&gt;I-S Magazine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticky note on &lt;em&gt;How to get an I-S's  PC working?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by a predecessor that owns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His Cyberness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RsP3Wn1zKPI/AAAAAAAAABc/2DcawcuB8T8/s1600-h/Computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099191171137349874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RsP3Wn1zKPI/AAAAAAAAABc/2DcawcuB8T8/s320/Computer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch your forehead and fart 3X. It &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then, I've learnt to appreciate my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relatively speaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-632276222150488049?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/632276222150488049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=632276222150488049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/632276222150488049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/632276222150488049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/08/that-thing-about-relativity.html' title='That thing about Relativity'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RsP3Wn1zKPI/AAAAAAAAABc/2DcawcuB8T8/s72-c/Computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-1831969534777989209</id><published>2007-05-01T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:05:04.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam time. Yeah.. I mean it's almost over, and I've &lt;em&gt;pretended&lt;/em&gt; that it was over for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been tubing quite a bit lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching up on Discovery's &lt;a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/haunting/haunting.html"&gt;A Haunting&lt;/a&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series claims to have true accounts of witnesses who have encountered the paranormal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to watch even though some of it might not be true. Haa.. But HEY, I do believe in a world beyond this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a fan of horror films. I hate paying to freak myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But THIS ONE is really good. They have witnesses who talked, and the the dramatization is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, interested parties please proceed on to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnLwQel5f7E"&gt;A Haunting in Connecticut&lt;/a&gt; for a wonderful episode of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.. OMG... did you realize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very near holidays! (or is already there for some lucky &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;idiots&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-1831969534777989209?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/1831969534777989209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=1831969534777989209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1831969534777989209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1831969534777989209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-3821774896891957880</id><published>2007-04-07T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T04:15:33.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Verbatim from past issues of Time Magazine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Starbucks must move out of the imperial palace immediately, and it can no longer allowed to taint China's national culture."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Legislator's call for closure of Starbucks at the Forbidden City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al... right.. still... I think the&lt;em&gt; renting&lt;/em&gt; out of plastic flowers at Tiananmen Square for offering to Chairman Mao (and taking them back again to rent out to others) is more of a taint than Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"[Old] traffic signals leave half the population invisible."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Police chief's take on the newly-installed "traffic lights that flash up alternate male and female figures" in Fuenlabrada, South of Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute. Bet the accident rate of women in the area will reduce. Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. Yeah. Hate the world today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-3821774896891957880?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/3821774896891957880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=3821774896891957880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/3821774896891957880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/3821774896891957880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/04/verbatim-from-past-issues-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-667797309456324952</id><published>2007-04-04T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:08:51.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some older photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Older" as in this year... and one or two months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gosh.. look at the pace of &lt;em&gt;young&lt;/em&gt; people today?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz Concert at &lt;a href="http://www.theartshouse.com.sg/home.html"&gt;The A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theartshouse.com.sg/home.html"&gt;rts House at the Old Parliament&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhOfjzZAcyI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0exUtZ6Nb4/s1600-h/Jazz+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049555044651791138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhOfjzZAcyI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0exUtZ6Nb4/s320/Jazz+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regarding the photo below:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top: No idea where that was taken...&lt;br /&gt;Bottom: Audience at the Jazz Concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhOhiDZAczI/AAAAAAAAABU/4GNafCPL10c/s1600-h/jazz+lawn+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049557213610275634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhOhiDZAczI/AAAAAAAAABU/4GNafCPL10c/s320/jazz+lawn+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... and one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it happens to everyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that... I don't quite like myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要反省(o下)。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-667797309456324952?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/667797309456324952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=667797309456324952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/667797309456324952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/667797309456324952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-older-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhOfjzZAcyI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0exUtZ6Nb4/s72-c/Jazz+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-5967938522438623952</id><published>2007-04-03T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:23:28.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found some photos lying around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, if I don't blog them soon.. is as good as they have never been around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comics strip: &lt;em&gt;Do you love me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: I love you!&lt;br /&gt;B: I love myself more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhJdJLNgdnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/myPxkNhYbxY/s1600-h/i+love+you+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049200544445396594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhJdJLNgdnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/myPxkNhYbxY/s320/i+love+you+(Small).JPG" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;B: Do you love yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhJedrNgdpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Lgy_Yz50I5k/s1600-h/do+you+love+me+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049201996144342674" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="215" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhJedrNgdpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Lgy_Yz50I5k/s320/do+you+love+me+(Small).JPG" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I love myself.&lt;br /&gt;B: I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhJfC7NgdqI/AAAAAAAAABE/k89A5AFFcik/s1600-h/i+love+myself+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049202636094469794" style="CURSOR: hand" height="212" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhJfC7NgdqI/AAAAAAAAABE/k89A5AFFcik/s320/i+love+myself+(Small).JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-5967938522438623952?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/5967938522438623952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=5967938522438623952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/5967938522438623952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/5967938522438623952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/04/found-some-photos-lying-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VPxRsiXSXOI/RhJdJLNgdnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/myPxkNhYbxY/s72-c/i+love+you+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-8184186148002478819</id><published>2007-04-03T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:34:11.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The technical peculiarity of this website perturbs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. it works. Sometimes... it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes... it's so slow.. I feel like smashing the screen.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Er hem... right... gotta keep my composure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get this song out of my head these days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.sogou.com/listen.so?mb=1&amp;gid=1A8BBD60E8129512&amp;amp;query=So%20Nice%20(Summer%20Samba"&gt;So Nice&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.. Lalaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7819644-8184186148002478819?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/8184186148002478819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=8184186148002478819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/8184186148002478819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/8184186148002478819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/04/technical-peculiarity-of-this-website.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-247774581689649994</id><published>2007-02-25T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:04:12.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Looking back on how it was &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In years gone by, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the good times that I had,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makes today seem rather sad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much have changed."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Carpenter song I knew. Most probably when I was nine or ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel &lt;em&gt;that way&lt;/em&gt; now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-247774581689649994?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/247774581689649994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=247774581689649994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/247774581689649994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/247774581689649994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/02/looking-back-on-how-it-was-years-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-1586991258256445635</id><published>2007-02-22T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:23:39.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Resurrection of Final Fantasy III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="177" width="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cySEm8V2R3Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cySEm8V2R3Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="215" height="177"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do admit I am close to an &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=otaku"&gt;otaku&lt;/a&gt;. That's my part time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, FFIII has been remade into a 3D &lt;a href="http://ms.nintendo-europe.com/dslite/"&gt;Nintendo DS Lite&lt;/a&gt; game!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The introduction is gorgeous. It's so... &lt;em&gt;FFX, X-2, XII&lt;/em&gt;-graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE check it out, get a DS and &lt;em&gt;WiFi&lt;/em&gt; with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-1586991258256445635?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/1586991258256445635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=1586991258256445635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1586991258256445635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1586991258256445635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/02/resurrection-of-final-fantasy-iii-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-1910431325251593344</id><published>2007-02-21T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:14:01.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;a href="http://www.justfollowlaw.com.sg/"&gt;Just Follow Law&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise. Surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I have never been a fan of Singapore production. Have been doing "avoidance learning" on local films - as in &lt;em&gt;avoiding&lt;/em&gt; them so as not to &lt;em&gt;learn&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad. Is full of Singapore flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about movies, there's two &lt;strong&gt;MUST WATCH&lt;/strong&gt; if you are a fan of war films:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/lettersfromiwojima/trailer1r/"&gt;Letters from Iwo Jima&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Academy Award nominee Ken Watanabe (“The Last Samurai,” “Memoirs of a Geisha,” “Batman Begins”) stars as General Tadamichi Kuribayashi, the American-educated general who courageously led the Japanese resistance to the massive American onslaught of the island of Iwo Jima.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/dreamworks/flagsofourfathers/large.html"&gt;Flags of our Fathers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In February, 1945, one of the fiercest battles of the Pacific theater of World War II occurs on the tiny island of Iwo Jima. Thousands of Marines attack the stronghold maintained by thousands of Japanese, and the slaughter on both sides is horrific. Early in the battle, an American flag is raised atop the high point, Mount Suribachi, and a photograph of the raising becomes an American cause celebre. As a powerful inspiration to war-sick Americans, the photo becomes a symbol of the Allied cause. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The three surviving flag raisers, Rene Gagnon, John Bradley, and Ira Hayes, are whisked back to civilization to help raise funds for the war effort. But the accolades for heroism heaped upon the three men are at odds with their own personal realizations that thousands of real heroes lie dead on Iwo Jima, and that their own contributions to the fight are only symbolic and not deserving of the singling out they are experiencing. Each of the three must come to terms with the honors, exploitation, and grief that they face simply for being in a photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, both films are directed by Clint Eastwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that it would be interesting to see how he portray the Japanese perspective and American perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... I know I shouldn't impose my own interest on others. But I am a big fan of historical films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er hem... and being kinda subtle about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAND OF BROTHERS!&lt;br /&gt;SCHINDLER LIST!&lt;br /&gt;PIANIST!&lt;br /&gt;PATRIOT! (Er. is that historical?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subtlety in check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-1910431325251593344?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/1910431325251593344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=1910431325251593344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1910431325251593344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1910431325251593344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-931105841075045194</id><published>2007-02-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:25:27.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatz this thing about making resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean how many times do you need to do something similar in one year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolution? Chinese New Year Resolution? Birthday Wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envisaging about the future... positively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not something bad, just that do you really follow through? Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to some current issues - &lt;strong&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't achieve much, or achieve a lot depending on how you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the list of things that I did for today:&lt;br /&gt;- Meeting challenges and dealing with obstacles (as in playing MARIO on NDS.)&lt;br /&gt;- Explore new grounds (as in new games on NDS. Final Fantasy III to be precise.)&lt;br /&gt;- DefeatED my nemesis (Won my brother in those who vs. who fighting games on PS3. Woohoo.)&lt;br /&gt;- Living life to its fullest. (Eat, sleep, and doing nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... enjoy your holidays (while it last.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-931105841075045194?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/931105841075045194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=931105841075045194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/931105841075045194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/931105841075045194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/02/whatz-this-thing-about-making.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-1274070073501526458</id><published>2007-01-27T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T16:43:17.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deadlines'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lappie's spoilt. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the various deadlines has become an insurrmountable task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the month of Feb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Feb - Web critique&lt;br /&gt;5 Feb - First take-home media research assignment&lt;br /&gt;6 Feb - Writing for Comm Mgmt: White Paper&lt;br /&gt;12 Feb - Transnational Info Producer: Term Paper Proposal&lt;br /&gt;13 Feb - MID TERM: Writing for Comm Mgmt (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;15 Feb - Client Research Submission&lt;br /&gt;27 Feb - Writing for Comm Mgmt: Policy Paper &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.T.H.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-1274070073501526458?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/1274070073501526458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=1274070073501526458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1274070073501526458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/1274070073501526458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/01/lappies-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-870839759575416066</id><published>2007-01-23T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T09:18:59.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eason mtv'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are two things I am good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two is talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or simply, talking crap to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deprived of sleep, and Eason's song keeps on playing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eason Chan - 富士山下 (double click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="177" width="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATvkVPD-OeY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATvkVPD-OeY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="215" height="177"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. gotta look on the bright side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er hem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... such as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should I do for holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-870839759575416066?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/870839759575416066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=870839759575416066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/870839759575416066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/870839759575416066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/01/there-are-two-things-i-am-good-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116826434878998783</id><published>2007-01-08T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:52:28.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On 6th January...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eason Chan Live in Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/390150/Opening%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/601586/Opening%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post-concert syndrome...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/189523/Photo%2060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/693130/Photo%2060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/335667/Photo%2061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/238651/Photo%2061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeek....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/327487/Photo%2065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/393599/Photo%2065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116826434878998783?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116826434878998783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116826434878998783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116826434878998783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116826434878998783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-6th-january.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116826316504815706</id><published>2007-01-08T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:32:45.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bits from the past month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/249118/Oh%20Buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/622309/Oh%20Buddha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/50306/Dai%20O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/307141/Dai%20O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/444183/DSC00171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/792226/DSC00171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/130511/Macao%20Tea%20Restaurant%20%40%20CWB%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/200/527119/Macao%20Tea%20Restaurant%20%40%20CWB%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/976/500/1600/568108/Macao%20Tea%20Restaurant%20%40%20CWB%20%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116826316504815706?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116826316504815706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116826316504815706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116826316504815706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116826316504815706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/01/bits-from-past-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116819384235503092</id><published>2007-01-08T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:17:22.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in brief whatever happen these past months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Exams (Ew)&lt;br /&gt;- Gone to Bangkok (before the bombs)&lt;br /&gt;- Went back to HK&lt;br /&gt;- Back in SG (@&amp;*#$!)&lt;br /&gt;- Eason Live in Singapore (woohoo~)&lt;br /&gt;- School's starting (OK... need to elaborate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and I've just started using Msn space as well. But that's really besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR guyz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116819384235503092?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116819384235503092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116819384235503092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116819384235503092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116819384235503092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2007/01/havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116383374666641767</id><published>2006-11-18T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:09:06.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been less than a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffering from withdrawal syndrome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE ALL THE DORAEMON VIDEOS GONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperately in need of a hearty laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116383374666641767?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116383374666641767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116383374666641767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116383374666641767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116383374666641767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-less-than-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116348337652198115</id><published>2006-11-14T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T13:49:36.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goods and Services Tax (GST) to be increased to 7% next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can't be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't like goods and services in Singapore are particularly good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116348337652198115?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116348337652198115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116348337652198115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116348337652198115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116348337652198115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/11/goods-and-services-tax-gst-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116286967501885884</id><published>2006-11-07T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:21:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Where is the chemisty, Einstein?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein was once introduced to the eighteen-month-old son of a young friend. The infant looked into the old physicist's wizened face and promptly began to bawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're the first person for years," Einstein declared, patting the child on the head, "who has told me what you really think of me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116286967501885884?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116286967501885884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116286967501885884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116286967501885884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116286967501885884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/11/where-is-chemisty-einstein-albert.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116278477167822358</id><published>2006-11-06T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:46:11.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Catharsis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I am hating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116278477167822358?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116278477167822358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116278477167822358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116278477167822358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116278477167822358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/11/catharsis.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116177433211603802</id><published>2006-10-25T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T19:27:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New film from Studio Ghibli: Tales from Earthsea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/185584230_aad7b9449a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/185584230_aad7b9449a_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyone who likes Princess Mononoke, Spirited Away, Howl's Moving Castle should be interested in this new masterpiece of Studio Ghibli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Hayao Miyazaki is NOT involved in its production, but his son is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to do with the &lt;em&gt;genes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the details are still mangnificent, and the scores, as usual, sounds great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But watching the trailer makes me wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the male protagonist look so much like the heroine in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0087544/"&gt;Nausicaa: Valley of the Wind&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;There is also striking resemblance of the scenary and character designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to do with the &lt;em&gt;genes &lt;/em&gt;again, I guess. Ideas are &lt;em&gt;cloned&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares? I still wanna watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a trailer with high resolution but glitches in the music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ghibli.jp/25trailer/ged_lg.html"&gt;Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a trailer with low resolution but clear sound:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YnVCK0jXlJ8&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;Youtube - Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116177433211603802?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116177433211603802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116177433211603802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116177433211603802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116177433211603802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-film-from-studio-ghibli-tales-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116166621682129610</id><published>2006-10-24T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:03:36.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/bench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/bench.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is absent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/vermont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/vermont.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116166621682129610?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116166621682129610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116166621682129610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116166621682129610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116166621682129610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-present.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116126643574038930</id><published>2006-10-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:24:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did something weird today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read an abandoned journal of mine. The first entry was dated back to 1996. How old was I? How old were you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.. turning nostalgic from these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts of an entry from a later date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“每天我都过着循规蹈矩的生活，每日我都重复着昨日所做的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;起床、上学、放学、回家、睡觉。&lt;br /&gt;再起床、上学、放学、回家、睡觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想说是为了什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只能说这是我出生以来唯一懂得的生活方式。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是习惯吗？还是说是恶习吧？&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;无论是什么，我都不喜欢。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Unicode encoded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how would others describe me if they've known what I was thinking then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116126643574038930?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116126643574038930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116126643574038930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116126643574038930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116126643574038930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/10/did-something-weird-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116079715047593804</id><published>2006-10-14T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T11:39:10.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That thing about The Departed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/departedposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/departedposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Haven't watch it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realized its name, similar to Infernal Affair, has a religious origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May their souls and the souls of all the faithful &lt;em&gt;departed&lt;/em&gt; through the mercy of God rest in peace. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ From a Catholic prayer for the souls in Purgatory. &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1541252-1,00.html"&gt;Times.com: Faithful Departed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like Infernal Affair, the lowest level of hell in Buddhism, the Departed is about souls in Purgatory I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Can't wait to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116079715047593804?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116079715047593804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116079715047593804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116079715047593804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116079715047593804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/10/that-thing-about-departed-nope.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116018942047419796</id><published>2006-10-07T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T10:50:20.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAZE - The "breath-taking" gift from Sumatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSI Level: 130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSI Descriptor: Unhealthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Health Effect:&lt;br /&gt;Mild aggravation of symptoms among susceptible persons ie. those with underlying conditions such as chronic heart or lung ailments; transient symptoms of irritation eg. eye irritation, sneezing or coughing in some of the healthy population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILD? TRANSIENT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel like when you are smoking cigarettes 24/7?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILD? TRANSIENT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how long does it take for Darwinism to occur....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like devloping gills to filter the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gonna need it in the future anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116018942047419796?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116018942047419796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116018942047419796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116018942047419796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116018942047419796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze-breath-taking-gift-from-sumatra.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-116001520612907167</id><published>2006-10-05T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T10:26:46.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The thought of many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/sendbinary.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/sendbinary.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A continent imperiled by diseases, poverty and conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knew about it, felt about it, but seldom do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not right to say this, since I aint a meliorist myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But many a times, a thought comes to mind -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do this and that for them. Yet, it never quite materialize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the thoughts of many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time to be less of a misanthrope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-116001520612907167?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/116001520612907167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=116001520612907167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116001520612907167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/116001520612907167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/10/thought-of-many-continent-imperiled-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115932121345359755</id><published>2006-09-27T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T09:40:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The pollyanna in me agrees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Procrastination gives you something to look forward to."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115932121345359755?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115932121345359755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115932121345359755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115932121345359755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115932121345359755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/09/pollyanna-in-me-agrees.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115906666271668669</id><published>2006-09-24T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T13:38:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Photo from last Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/glassworld%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/glassworld%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/glassworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying that life is just like looking through a rose-coloured glass,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or simply - La vie en rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't sure about the rosy part, but it certainly is one compelling glass orb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115906666271668669?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115906666271668669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115906666271668669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115906666271668669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115906666271668669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/09/photo-from-last-christmas-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115859058402199867</id><published>2006-09-18T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:43:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changing reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/reality.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/reality.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School - theme park&lt;br /&gt;Lectures - Social gatherings&lt;br /&gt;Tutorials - Bumper car rides&lt;br /&gt;Exams - Carnivals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to the &lt;em&gt;theme park&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow for a &lt;em&gt;social gathering&lt;/em&gt; and two &lt;em&gt;bumper rides&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh... by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's gonna be a &lt;em&gt;carnival&lt;/em&gt; at the &lt;em&gt;theme park&lt;/em&gt; on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115859058402199867?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115859058402199867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115859058402199867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115859058402199867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115859058402199867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/09/changing-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115824624287938160</id><published>2006-09-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:04:02.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Out of four appearances, he scored twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I contain my excitment now that OLE GUNNAR SOLSKJAER is back?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er hem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry. I have yet to learn some subtlety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115824624287938160?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115824624287938160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115824624287938160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115824624287938160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115824624287938160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/09/out-of-four-appearances-he-scored.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115781739274382584</id><published>2006-09-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:03:09.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crisis Management...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hccfl.edu/pollock/images/Dilbert.jpg" width="250" length="222" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to panic.... er... after the weekend dosage of EPL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115781739274382584?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115781739274382584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115781739274382584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115781739274382584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115781739274382584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/09/crisis-management.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115744028357784269</id><published>2006-09-05T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:37:24.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Work. Work. Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alter ego: Nope. Not going to. Nay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115744028357784269?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115744028357784269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115744028357784269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115744028357784269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115744028357784269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-i-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115720466308550313</id><published>2006-09-02T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:44:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Try to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="206" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/153OEmx3SQc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/153OEmx3SQc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="206"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is in a frenzy these days. A bedlam faced by everyman. Just the routine of repeatedly boarding the MRT and getting on a bus is testing the limit of my "drudge tolerance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there is this song playing on cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just the sheer beauty and simplicity of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's that idyllic place from memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt something which I can't quite described.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115720466308550313?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115720466308550313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115720466308550313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115720466308550313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115720466308550313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/09/try-to-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115673276756780697</id><published>2006-08-28T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T10:40:55.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The final summoning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/dilbert-cert.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/dilbert-cert.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cer-ti-fi-ca-tion/ &lt;/em&gt;P&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled pronunciation" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ronunciation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;[sur-tuh-fi-key-shuhn, ser-tif-uh-]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A restrain/obligation/necessity that cannot be circumvented.&lt;br /&gt;2. Usually elicit disgruntled reaction from those in the process of acquiring it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonym: ARGHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115673276756780697?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115673276756780697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115673276756780697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115673276756780697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115673276756780697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/final-summoning.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115652228084368098</id><published>2006-08-25T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:17:28.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally done some constructive work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It is the mind which creates the world around us, and even though we stand side by side in the same meadow, my eyes will never see what is beheld by yours, my heart will never stir to the emotions by which yours is touched."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ A quotation in the readings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115652228084368098?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115652228084368098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115652228084368098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115652228084368098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115652228084368098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-done-some-constructive-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115637837543225448</id><published>2006-08-24T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T08:12:55.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24 hours without sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have attained a new level of invincibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115637837543225448?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115637837543225448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115637837543225448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115637837543225448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115637837543225448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/24-hours-without-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115605438770182473</id><published>2006-08-20T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T14:13:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daiso @ IMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/218967086_63922f2054.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching amidst the piles of straw and wooden platforms. Then.. something landed on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/98/218967124_bb4c9aa6f5.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't do it." Yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115605438770182473?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115605438770182473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115605438770182473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115605438770182473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115605438770182473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/daiso-imm.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115589417505669500</id><published>2006-08-18T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:48:02.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~houstonpost/images/dilbert.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In La Salle Arts Academy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding stuff to do.. and what the heck? Why not an entry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it? Or is it not? That is the question.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/~houstonpost/images/dilbert.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was certainly the lowest point I've had so far for this semester. Impalpability of the modules kinda makes me edgy plus there are other perturbing issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's getting better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115589417505669500?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115589417505669500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115589417505669500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115589417505669500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115589417505669500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-la-salle-arts-academy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115574921561200751</id><published>2006-08-17T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T01:49:20.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to Five for Fighting's new album &lt;a href="http://www.cduniverse.com/search/xx/music/pid/7228174/a/Two+Lights.htm"&gt;Two Lights&lt;/a&gt; these days. I've actually indulged myself in a mild level of profligacy by buying 4 albums in the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean.. yeah... no one in their right mind will BUY albums these days. But there are songs that can't be found online especially when they are renditions by other artistes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like this song now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five for Fighting - The Riddle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="206" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DC1MSDEGx_I"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DC1MSDEGx_I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="206"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riddles. I never like riddles. It's too much guess work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why it's like life in general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, too, too much guess work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115574921561200751?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115574921561200751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115574921561200751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115574921561200751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115574921561200751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/listening-to-five-for-fightings-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115572302107983458</id><published>2006-08-16T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T18:20:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lecture for yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GEK1519 - Science of Music, Music, physics and keyboards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This module aims to introduce students to the science of music. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The aim of the module is to introduce non-musicians as well as non-scientists to the underlying science on which much of music is based. Present-day music theory is based on firm physics and psycho-acoustical foundations which may not be apparent to most listeners but which underlie the rules of harmony and counterpoint. The design and technology of musical instruments also has a solid basis in physics and acoustics. Recent developments in electronic and computer music, as well as sound reproduction, have served to bring music, science and technology even more closely together. Electronic keyboards and synthesizers are now widely used alongside traditional keyboard instruments like the pianoforte for music making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great... I am so musically-inclined since I play the recorder and simply love physics that I drop it while in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predictably, I will have a marvelous time with the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and did I mention that it is at an &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt; not dreaded time of 0800 in the morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115572302107983458?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115572302107983458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115572302107983458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115572302107983458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115572302107983458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/lecture-for-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115557267749015228</id><published>2006-08-15T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:27:21.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hand baggage Security...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/cartoons/20060812/1.jpg" width="350" length="235" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2006/TRAVEL/08/14/uk.baggagerules/index.html"&gt;CNN.com: New UK Hand Baggage Restrictions&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Each passenger is permitted to carry ONE item of cabin baggage through the airport security search point. The dimensions of this item must not exceed: a maximum length of 45 cm, width of 35 cm and depth of 16 cm (17.7"×13.7"×6.2" approx) (including wheels, handles, side pockets etc.)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" To help their progress through search points, passengers are encouraged not to include items capable of containing liquids (e.g. bottles, flasks, tubes, cans, plastic containers etc.) in their cabin baggage."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, UK is now suffering from the post traumatic stress disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... trying to look on the bright side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it's not a worldwide restriction... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115557267749015228?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115557267749015228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115557267749015228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115557267749015228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115557267749015228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/hand-baggage-security.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115547164153267398</id><published>2006-08-13T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T20:20:41.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday the 11th...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/213896409_114653a8be.jpg?v=0" width="188" length="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am from the Pirates of Caribbean!" ~ Kraken-san&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/57/213896428_f0e9f6d6ab.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday the 12th...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213897579_b054537fb4.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS attempt to break the world records in:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drink dry the milo truck. (...)&lt;br /&gt;2. Fold 10,000 cranes in one hour. (That sounds tedious work.)&lt;br /&gt;3. World's fastest crane folder. (Er. Okie.. but it isn't usual for people to time themselves while doing origami.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/58/213897482_799d1182e0.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographers at the ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/213897538_9afd6d0ae1.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a waiting game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/96/213897556_25f987ff91.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great... fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda blur but these are people holding out their mobile phones. Actually, I didn't take pictures of the firework. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard of the book &lt;a href="http://www.kirkusreviews.com/kirkusreviews/reports/finance_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1001956395"&gt;Whatever you think, think the opposite&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the people, you imagine the fireworks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115547164153267398?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115547164153267398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115547164153267398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115547164153267398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115547164153267398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115540486899551709</id><published>2006-08-13T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:47:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The current keeps coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting tiring to stay afloat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115540486899551709?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115540486899551709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115540486899551709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115540486899551709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115540486899551709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/current-keeps-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115532391809245113</id><published>2006-08-12T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T03:18:38.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Expand (a + b)^n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/expand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/expand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I have his brain. Technically speaking, he ain't even wrong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like the concept of "expression."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Express so-and-so in terms of so-and-so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simple. Straight forward. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How ironic it is that such numerical expressions have only one definite answer and &lt;em&gt;expressing &lt;/em&gt;ourselves in real life can lead others to different conclusions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115532391809245113?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115532391809245113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115532391809245113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115532391809245113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115532391809245113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/expand-bn.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115522566226864972</id><published>2006-08-10T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T19:51:09.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On Singapore's 41st Birthday...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/91/211776641_190e9019d3.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red and white are sure the colours to go on the day. Who knows? Patriotism aside, there might be offers in selective stores and restaurants just for &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to have the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/94/211776576_aa418f3884.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBA - Cosmo Ladies Night. It turns out alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/93/211772110_356560bd48.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at MacDonalds in the wee hours and sandwiched between the UN-sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete delirious joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete collapse of sanity (FOR YOU GUYS). Seriously, I feel like a mother goose pleading chicks to waddle in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete guilt of blurting out too much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on from there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115522566226864972?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115522566226864972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115522566226864972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115522566226864972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115522566226864972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/on-singapores-41st-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115520344689521568</id><published>2006-08-10T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T17:50:46.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The dawning reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/dilbert-serious%20work.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/dilbert-serious%20work.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is school starting already? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115520344689521568?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115520344689521568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115520344689521568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115520344689521568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115520344689521568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/dawning-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115515435649053214</id><published>2006-08-10T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T04:12:36.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there is a beautifully wrapped present with wonderful packaging  placed right in front of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every detail seems to be meticulously attended to and somehow... flawless in an illusionary sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, rather capricously... and alluringly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all tatters and tears within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone handle such a wreck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will anyone &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to handle such a wreck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;em&gt;you...&lt;/em&gt; handle it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115515435649053214?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115515435649053214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115515435649053214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115515435649053214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115515435649053214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-there-is-beautifully-wrapped.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115501681737849696</id><published>2006-08-08T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:41:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The beautiful Sunday breezes through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Tsim Sha Tsui - Harbour City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/67/209243684_e6b6721e4b.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila is obviously daydreaming. About what hur? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/72/209243666_4000ea601b.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banana bailey tastes really good @ Fuzion. Is there one in SG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to my babysitter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her granddaughter is so hilarious. There I walked into her place and she kept copying me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Granny... I want to wear my pearl necklace." (Because I am wearing a pearl bracelet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Granny... I am very thirsty. I want to drink orange juice." (Because I've one bottle and okie.. I am teasing her about it since I know she can't drink cold drinks at night... la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. there's the hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Granny... I want to clip my hair." (Guess what.. because I have my hair clipped.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... ta da.... the end result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/59/209247602_9810de2ab2.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy cat... Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I just discover something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girls who are crying will stare at me and forget to cry. It's rather odd especially when they still have tears streaming down their cheeks. Then, I feel obligated to make silly faces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were them, I would most probably be thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh man, she looks stupid."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115501681737849696?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115501681737849696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115501681737849696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115501681737849696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115501681737849696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful-sunday-breezes-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115497197231746169</id><published>2006-08-08T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:50:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read Eastweek on the plane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a very interesting piece of article. &lt;em&gt;(View &gt; Encoding &gt; Unicode :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;難得糊塗&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;魔術，也許不外乎是掩眼法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾經滿懷疑問，為甚麼刀鋸美人可以分成兩份，被亂劍所刺也不會全身是洞？長大了便知道箱裏另有乾坤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;任你能夠穿越長城，變走747飛機，觀衆除了看得入迷，歡呼拍掌之外，所有人都知道，長城始終還是不可穿越，747仍然在原地沒有消失。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;魔術其實是一種能夠讓人感到歡樂開懷的表演藝術，沒有人會真的認爲，人真的可以淩空飄起。既然看得開心，又何須理會當中有甚麽機關，有甚麽詭計？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個世界何嘗不是這樣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假亦真時真亦假，虛則實之實則虛之，幻象與現實，可能根本沒有任何分別，令事物有所分別者，&lt;strong&gt;只在人心&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;菩提本無樹，明鏡亦非台，有時凡事都看得太明太徹，煩惱瑣碎之事，可能便接踵而至，難得糊塗或許更勝一籌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;糊塗日子不易有，繁忙人像我，慶幸能擁有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this, I realized I've forgotten how much I used to like writing Chinese articles.&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/7819644-115497197231746169?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115497197231746169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115497197231746169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115497197231746169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115497197231746169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/read-eastweek-on-plane.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115493170449551071</id><published>2006-08-07T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:25:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I hear this song in my head again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sting - Until&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TY4Zl8TeP8g" width="250" height="206" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I caught the world in a bottle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everything was still beneath the moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without your love would it shine for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I was smart as Aristotle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And understood the rings around the moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would it all matter if you loved me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a million dreams to fulfill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a matter of moments until the dancing ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not a solitary thing would I fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I caught the world in an hourglass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saddled up the moon so we could ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until the stars grew dim, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day you'll meet a stranger &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the noise is silenced in the room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll feel that you're close to some mystery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the moonlight and everything shatters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You feel as if you've known her all your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world's oldest lesson in history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a million dreams to fulfill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a matter of moments until the dancing ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not a solitary thing do I fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, if I caught the world in an hourglass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saddled up the moon and we would ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until the stars grew dim &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until the time that time stands still, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... the sandman is calling me.&lt;br /&gt;Until then. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115493170449551071?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115493170449551071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115493170449551071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115493170449551071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115493170449551071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/suddenly-i-hear-this-song-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115479810567456627</id><published>2006-08-06T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:22:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I make observations everyday. In the train. On the road. In a cafe. Anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My imaginations can run wild at times and weave out different scenarios for people who make a transient appearance in my life. Especially during a rather dull and hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This guy obviously has a mistress in mainland."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"These two men look as though they work for a mafia."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, judgement is altogether a different thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in reciprocation -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do unto others as you would have others done unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am I to judge someone I barely know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process, will I be judged too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably yes. Even without myself passing a judgement on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, &lt;em&gt;who cares&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is important is not what they have said but what I didn't say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115479810567456627?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115479810567456627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115479810567456627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115479810567456627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115479810567456627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-make-observations-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115470975709306082</id><published>2006-08-05T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T02:29:52.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/dilbert-karma.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/dilbert-karma.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.... here is... towelie from South Park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/towlie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/towlie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/towlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend drew this on msn... duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to exhibit her masterpiece here to leave anyone who fortunately comes across it in absolute awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. What a piece of work. Talking about ingenuity. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really turning mental watching South Park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115470975709306082?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115470975709306082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115470975709306082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115470975709306082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115470975709306082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-you-believe-in-karma-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115469401798561742</id><published>2006-08-04T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:23:46.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A friend send this to me... Ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.breakdancingelite.com/worlds-funniest-japan-pranks.htm"&gt;Japanese Prank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a mobile toilet cubicle that elevates into the air after the poor unfortunate soul closes the door for ten seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so pity them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115469401798561742?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115469401798561742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115469401798561742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115469401798561742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115469401798561742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/08/friend-send-this-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115427754683206082</id><published>2006-07-30T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:54:05.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The momentary rest... on the platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/Mum%20on%20platform.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/200/Mum%20on%20platform.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much time is wasted for the bustle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe slowing down helps you see better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I saw a rather funny variety show on TVB. It's called "Beautiful Cooking". In the show, they find female celebs who aren't that good in cooking (this is an euphemism to how bad it goes) to compete in cooking dishes. I just came across an episode with Jolin Tsai in it. She managed to make all the judges puke. Ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most entertaining part is the reaction of the judges and hosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That episode is too new. But the following episode ain't that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XtdtK98dzYM"&gt;Beautiful Cooking Episode 3 Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second section of the program. They are given an ingredient in which they have to work on. Normally, it's something raw and alive. This time round is the FROG.... Urp Urp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone don't even dare to look at what she is cooking... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ns4tPw1Vvg"&gt;Beautiful Cooking Episode 3 Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judging. The first two are ok.. but well... the third is exceptional. Ha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115427754683206082?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115427754683206082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115427754683206082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115427754683206082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115427754683206082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/momentary-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115414852988439371</id><published>2006-07-29T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T12:55:17.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do I get the boredom out of my head?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cs.uni.edu/~wallingf/teaching/062/sessions/session30/dilbert-boredom.gif" width="500" length="145" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. The weather is perfect. Perfect for a slumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Jane Austen's Northanger Abbey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CATHERINE MORLAND goes to Bath for the season as the guest of MR and MRS ALLEN, and there she meets the eccentric GENERAL TILNEY, his son HENRY TILNEY and his daughter ELANOR TILNEY. Catherine is invited to the Tilney's home, the Northanger Abbey of the title, where she imagines numerous gruesome secrets surrounding the General and his house. Henry proves that her suspicions have no substance by, while she is still recovering from the humiliation, she finds herself ordered out of the house by the General. She returns home and is followed by Henry. He explains that the General, mistakenly believing her to be penniless, had been anxious to keep her away from his son. Restored to a sensible humour by the truth, the General finally gives his blessing to Henry's marriage to Catherine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few Jane Austen's novels that I haven't yet read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But talking about boredom.. it definitely reaches the apex. An all time high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIR... I NEED AIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inhale*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. My mind is set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take a nap now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115414852988439371?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115414852988439371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115414852988439371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115414852988439371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115414852988439371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-do-i-get-boredom-out-of-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115402732347506847</id><published>2006-07-28T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T03:08:43.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diplomacy is to say "nice doggie" till you find a stick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice... doggie... nice... doggie.... (Right... where's the god damn stick?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it doesn't work all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115402732347506847?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115402732347506847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115402732347506847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115402732347506847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115402732347506847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/diplomacy-is-to-say-nice-doggie-till.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115398649053837495</id><published>2006-07-27T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T22:18:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came across the album at HMV some time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewel- Goodbye Alice In Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/asRHseXChlk" width="250" height="206" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's four in the afternoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm on a flight leaving L.A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to figure out my life and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My youth scattered along the highway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hotel rooms and headlines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've made a living with a song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guitar as my companion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanting desperately to belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fame is filled with spoiled children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we grow fat on fantasy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess that's why I'm leaving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I crave reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So goodbye Alice in Wonderland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye yellow brick road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a difference between dreaming and pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did not find paradise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was only a reflection of my lonely mind wanting &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whats been missing in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm embarassed to say the rest is a rock and roll cliche&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hit the bottom when I reached the top&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I never knew it was you who was breaking my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you had to love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you did not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, a heart can hallucinate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's completely starved for love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It can even turn monsters into &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angels from above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You forged my love just like a weapon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And turned it against me like a knife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You broke my last heartstring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you opened up my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So goodbye Alice in Wonderland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye yellow brick road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a difference between dreaming and pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was not love in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was only a reflection of my lonely mind searching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For whats been missing in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And growing up is not an absence of dreaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its being able to understand the difference between&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ones you can hold and the ones that you've been sold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But dreaming is a good thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause it brings new things to life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretending is an ending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That perpetuates a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgetting what you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seeing for what you've been told&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truth is stranger than fiction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is my chance to get it right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is much better without all of those pretty lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So Goodbye Alice in Wonderland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can keep your yellow brick road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause there is a difference between dreaming and pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are not tears in my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are only a reflection of my lonely mind finding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are only a reflection of my lonely mind finding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've found whats missing in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115398649053837495?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115398649053837495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115398649053837495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115398649053837495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115398649053837495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/came-across-album-at-hmv-some-time-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115389584048367955</id><published>2006-07-26T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T14:46:05.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suicides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not a panacea that solves problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why there are so many reports of suicides recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if these people feel that they have finally controlled their lives for once by taking the inevitable route to the paranormal? Wonder if they are happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this flash from a forward email some years back... decided to post it up anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flash.ent.tom.com/flash_show.php?user=mimi77945&amp;amp;id=51751"&gt;The things a suicide girl saw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115389584048367955?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115389584048367955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115389584048367955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115389584048367955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115389584048367955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/suicides.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115374876638970446</id><published>2006-07-24T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:02:25.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Snapshots of Lamma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/62/197039941_f6cbe74866.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ferry to Lamma Island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/57/197059015_6bef043322.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Zoe. Sheila &amp;amp; Scott's pet. She's realllllly hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/197039639_18f90e8fea.jpg?v=0" width="188" length="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dog had been sitting very still at the entrance for a LOOONNNG time. Maybe it reads the sign... (Notice the partial "no dog" sign on the top right corner?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/197039868_e0325840e7.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sheila... she rented a place there... Gosh... I wanna live on that island!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/72/197039558_3c9ebeb925.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset at the beach on Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/197039539_a587db9059.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 on the beach... not in the waters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/64/197039751_d6f829cba4.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roasting at the beach on Day 2... I am not roasted at all... I used half a tube of sun block... La...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/197091066_b1ced31370.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. I know I look terrible in the photo and Lila looks great.. but the POINT is... I AM SWIMMING!!! (O... K... I am lying... I can't. Argh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/197039651_f53834e10d.jpg?v=0" width="250" length="188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila on the phone... Day 2... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/58/197039780_9964a66b7f.jpg?v=0" width="188" length="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going back to the civilised world... Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... now this is something to work towards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it wonderful to work in a cosmopolitan city like HK and still retain a fragment of tranquility by staying in a place like Lamma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw... wanna be Sheila's neighbour...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115374876638970446?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115374876638970446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115374876638970446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115374876638970446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115374876638970446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/snapshots-of-lamma-on-ferry-to-lamma.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115373923324009587</id><published>2006-07-24T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T19:07:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A carton of milk was left in my fridge. It says "DUE DATE 24 Jul 06 17.49"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulped it down at 17.45. So it isn't stale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean.. why the time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115373923324009587?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115373923324009587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115373923324009587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115373923324009587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115373923324009587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/carton-of-milk-was-left-in-my-fridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115373465129852714</id><published>2006-07-24T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T17:50:51.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Lamma Island for the past three days. It was great. At least now I know where I wanna live if I stay in HK in the future. Anyway, that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across the "Secrets of supermarkets" in "HK Magazine". It's rather enlightening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret 1:&lt;br /&gt;Staple needs such as eggs, shampoo etc are always place at the far end of supermarkets whereas perishable products such as bread in bakery are always station at the front of supermarkets so that you got to walk pass all the "non-essential" products sections before reaching to what you REALLY need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret 2:&lt;br /&gt;Companies pay high prices to place products at eye-level of the regular female customer while expensive cereals are normally place at eye-level of children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret 3:&lt;br /&gt;Supermarkets place normal priced products at the end section of racks to increase profits. This works on the misconception of the regular customer that products placed at the end section of racks are always promotional items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So avoid the traps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115373465129852714?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115373465129852714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115373465129852714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115373465129852714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115373465129852714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-to-lamma-island-for-past-three.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115347629087023401</id><published>2006-07-21T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T18:04:50.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Would you like to swing on a star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6N_CYzeUVCA" width="250" height="206" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo. Everyday you meet quite a few."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115347629087023401?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115347629087023401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115347629087023401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115347629087023401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115347629087023401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/would-you-like-to-swing-on-star-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115332439556374525</id><published>2006-07-19T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T23:53:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a misconception &lt;strong&gt;here &lt;/strong&gt;waiting to be demystified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying "F*UCK" all the time doesn't make anyone cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND in fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking English doesn't mean one is wiser or more "high class" than the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snobs and their omnipresence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna keep the distance from these perversed thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115332439556374525?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115332439556374525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115332439556374525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115332439556374525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115332439556374525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/there-is-misconception-here-waiting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115319255337656644</id><published>2006-07-18T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T11:15:53.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's starting. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The repetitive nature of things is so sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to take more modules. So I could graduate sooner. Just planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the preference exercise and is going for these at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Advertising Strategies&lt;br /&gt;2. Research in Comm Management&lt;br /&gt;3. Introduction to media writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the point is DON'T take them. Cause' it will reduce my chance of getting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115319255337656644?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115319255337656644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115319255337656644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115319255337656644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115319255337656644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/schools-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115305976253807783</id><published>2006-07-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:22:42.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Everybody's changing and I don't feel the same."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics do make sense. Sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115305976253807783?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115305976253807783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115305976253807783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115305976253807783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115305976253807783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/everybodys-changing-and-i-dont-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115266729704048637</id><published>2006-07-12T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T09:30:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A man in the street was playing this song the other day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in Singapore, I actually gave a note to someone on the street. Just to commendate his good choice of songs. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think the lyrics are great. And in a very cliche way, I think this song has a soul of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. maybe it's the irony that the song was played somewhere where those listening seldom have the choice to do things their way that makes it exceptionally wonderful to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like amidst the buzz that makes us lose our head, there is a lone voice standing. Like a forgotten dream in everyone's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Maybe I am exaggerating a little. But that's how I see the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_oL8R175PM"&gt;MY WAY MTV&lt;/a&gt; (is quite old though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now, the end is here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so I face the final curtain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friend, I'll say it clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll state my case, of which I'm certain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've lived a life that's full&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I traveled each and ev'ry highway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And more, much more than this, I did it my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Regrets, I've had a few&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But then again, too few to mention&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And more, much more than this, I did it my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I bit off more than I could chew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But through it all, when there was doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ate it up and spit it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've loved, I've laughed and cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've had my fill, my share of losing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To think I did all that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And may I say, not in a shy way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For what is a man, what has he got?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If not himself, then he has naught&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, it was my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115266729704048637?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115266729704048637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115266729704048637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115266729704048637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115266729704048637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/man-in-street-was-playing-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115264121980381623</id><published>2006-07-12T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T02:08:23.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Banal stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. is nothing.. but something stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new quilt from IKEA sometime ago. Being such an animal loving person, I bought one with duck down.. ok and feathers. (At least it's not pure feathers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ever since my brother made that comment of smelling ducks in my quilt, I think I am beginning to smell ducks in it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me? Or is it really the quilt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause' I am getting the feeling of sleeping in a "duck" coop. &lt;em&gt;Ew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115264121980381623?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115264121980381623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115264121980381623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115264121980381623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115264121980381623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/banal-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115215917834376838</id><published>2006-07-06T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:12:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawnz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/dilbert-%20lack%20of%20enthsiaism.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/dilbert-%20lack%20of%20enthsiaism.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiaism over the world cup is officially over. I am officially depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is wrong with this world cup other than Zidane should have been born a Portuguese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, everything's fine. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115215917834376838?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115215917834376838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115215917834376838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115215917834376838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115215917834376838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/yawnz.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115195039751675268</id><published>2006-07-04T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T02:13:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. I agree that movies are good advertising for bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard some songs by McFly before but it's definitely because of &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/justmyluck/"&gt;Just my Luck&lt;/a&gt; the movie which got me more into their recent album with the same title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McFly - Obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eVsLFd34nbg" width="250" height="206" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115195039751675268?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115195039751675268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115195039751675268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115195039751675268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115195039751675268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115194236346225493</id><published>2006-07-03T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T02:16:43.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Small World Phenomenon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if you have heard of the &lt;a href="http://whatis.techtarget.com/definition/0,,sid9_gci932596,00.html"&gt;Six Degree of separation&lt;/a&gt; theory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about how people are all interconnected in a circle of friends where friends of friends know other friends who happen to know some other friends and eventually it become a circle when the some other friends know that first friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. I am making this complicated. Anyway, just to encapsulate it all, the theory suggests that people are all acquainted in such a way that it will never be more than 6 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have it ever occur to you? When there is someone you have seen and never got to know them but just to realize that they are actually acquainted to you through some friends' friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it does take a little fate to know them. Isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115194236346225493?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115194236346225493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115194236346225493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115194236346225493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115194236346225493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/small-world-phenomenon-wonder-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115177564666952224</id><published>2006-07-02T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:43:06.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The big crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a phenomenon Einstein believed would happen to the universe after millions of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of date, it is proven that the universe begins with &lt;em&gt;the big bang&lt;/em&gt; and have been expanding through time ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a &lt;strong&gt;deflated balloon&lt;/strong&gt; with points drawn on it. As it is inflated, the balloon stretched with the points getting further apart. The points are like galaxies and stars getting further apart through time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Most cosmologists believe that the universe will expand infinitely but Einstein believed in the &lt;em&gt;big crunch&lt;/em&gt;. It simply means a reversal procedure in which the universe will contract till it gets back to its original form and with the amount of pressure gathered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another &lt;em&gt;big bang&lt;/em&gt; will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enough of the facts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's amazing is how he believed that stars that were dead will revive. I wonder how about life on Earth. I supposed humans don't revive? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just makes you feel so tiny in this place. I mean.. we are just transient beings passing through a point of time in the universe. And the "point of time" will be so small, it's probably microbian. Or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sometimes is scary to think that one will just fades away after a microbial moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a .. erm.. a race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to run. You can't stop. And you know as you run, you are getting closer to the finishing line. But what's beyond there when you can't run any longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess everyone will find out for themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115177564666952224?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115177564666952224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115177564666952224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115177564666952224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115177564666952224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/big-crunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115174786044802808</id><published>2006-07-01T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T17:59:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this woman in her 40s or 50s working in MOS Burger the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so busy.&lt;br /&gt;Wiping table tops, clearing trays and sending away orders and what have you...&lt;br /&gt;It was a terribly crowded day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, she &lt;em&gt;smiles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about that.&lt;br /&gt;She looks so... contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;Was ridden with an unfathomable sense of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. I can never be like her.&lt;br /&gt;That contentment from a thing so... trivial.&lt;br /&gt;Trivial to &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;. Trivial as I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That definition of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;triviality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is what I am guilty of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115174786044802808?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115174786044802808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115174786044802808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115174786044802808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115174786044802808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/07/saw-this-woman-in-her-40s-or-50s.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115161387386025634</id><published>2006-06-30T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:44:33.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Chaos and order are not enemies, only opposites."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are needed in moderate in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115161387386025634?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115161387386025634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115161387386025634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115161387386025634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115161387386025634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/chaos-and-order-are-not-enemies-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115144549288949369</id><published>2006-06-28T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T05:58:12.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Movie Time - The Lake House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely doctor (Sandra Bullock) who once occupied an unusual lakeside home begins exchanging love letters with its newest resident, a frustrated architect (Keanu Reeves). When they discover that they’re actually living two years apart, they must try to unravel the mystery behind their extraordinary romance before it’s too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/thelakehouse/hd/"&gt;Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the actress. Like the actor. Like the song by Keane. Ok.. when is it showing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115144549288949369?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115144549288949369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115144549288949369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115144549288949369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115144549288949369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/movie-time-lake-house-lonely-doctor.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115144259169900156</id><published>2006-06-28T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T05:09:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is getting depressing. Yawnz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, loads to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off from being a World Cup devotee, pronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115144259169900156?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115144259169900156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115144259169900156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115144259169900156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115144259169900156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-getting-depressing.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115130746663718057</id><published>2006-06-26T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:37:46.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORLD CUP. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portugal Vs. Netherlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly wrecked my nerves. Especially when POR was a man down. I was kinda praying there would be a red card for the other side too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... in the end, TWO red cards on EACH side. And about 16 yellow cards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUR. What was that for? Collecting cards for a round of poker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POR won 1-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... how are they going to survive losing key players for the next match?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't bear losing to their next opponent. Anyone but them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. I am getting depress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115130746663718057?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115130746663718057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115130746663718057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115130746663718057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115130746663718057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115099364173653488</id><published>2006-06-23T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:27:21.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What I have been up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/dilbert-opening%20emails.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/320/dilbert-opening%20emails.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflective. Yawnz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115099364173653488?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115099364173653488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115099364173653488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115099364173653488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115099364173653488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-i-have-been-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115091571779621684</id><published>2006-06-22T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T05:26:02.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isn't it great to live in some bucolic backwaters near some valleys or gorges?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away from the hassle of modern technology which seems so hard to grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this does seem ironic coming from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I use laptop, desktop, television, fan, air con, PS2, fridge and what have you... How could someone like me survive without modern technology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did our dominance over technology backfired and began to control us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me in a place where things became unaccessible, maybe the first thing I missed wouldn't be anything advanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will appreciate other things more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. By the way, regarding the world cup, those funny hats people worn to cheer their teams... do they make them themselves? Is kinda cute. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115091571779621684?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115091571779621684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115091571779621684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115091571779621684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115091571779621684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/isnt-it-great-to-live-in-some-bucolic.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115083348542066409</id><published>2006-06-21T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:58:05.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing eventful really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to HK in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw this big roach in my room the other day. (Yaya.. the only "interesting" thing happening these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I basically kept my windows shut for the next few days. (OK... I am assuming that the roach came from outside and I don't beg to differ.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115083348542066409?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115083348542066409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115083348542066409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115083348542066409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115083348542066409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115057325626119364</id><published>2006-06-18T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T03:40:56.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is 3.23am. And the weather is still freakish hot. WTH. As in WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multitasking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching football - ITA and USA (Yawnz. And no offence. But I REALLY DO NOT like ITA.) They are always so sore when they lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was planning to watch Band of Brothers (The miniseries produced by HBO. It's about D-Day landing of the paratroopers from Easy Company.) And then.. HEY... ITA just got a red card. Woo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. I am turning into such a crouch potato. I will most probably be MIA till end of the tournament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as though I have a self-imposed curfew these days. I got all uneasy when the clock ticks towards 9 pm and I am still at someplace without a big screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is wrong with the WEATHER???!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115057325626119364?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115057325626119364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115057325626119364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115057325626119364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115057325626119364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115022310557890309</id><published>2006-06-14T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:02:41.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There must be a competition among the referees - The most cards shown competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy. The match was such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... gotta make a list of teams I am supporting since they will be the motivation to watch world cup. Imagine - the last final in 2002 - Germany Vs.Brazil- I miss it because it's simply so predictable and well... I don't support either sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna support:&lt;br /&gt;Portugal&lt;br /&gt;Spain&lt;br /&gt;Czech Republic&lt;br /&gt;Trinidad &amp; Tobago&lt;br /&gt;Ghana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great... why do I have a feeling I am not gonna watch the final anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115022310557890309?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115022310557890309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115022310557890309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115022310557890309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115022310557890309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/there-must-be-competition-among.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115013694237111721</id><published>2006-06-13T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T02:29:03.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There must be something about this place. &lt;br /&gt;It engulfs hope, magnifies despair and makes dreams infinitely harder to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;To be remembered - Because it has always been there, it's just forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115013694237111721?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115013694237111721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115013694237111721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115013694237111721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115013694237111721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/there-must-be-something-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-115005466801716768</id><published>2006-06-12T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T03:37:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoohoo.... watching football again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa... Angola vs. Portugal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't miss this. IS PORTUGAL for goodness sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Iran and Mexico are so boring, I nearly bore to tears. There is no flow at all. By the way, did I say England's match yesterday was ultra boring? Or did you know already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, maybe Angola plays even better than Mexico and Iran. (At least for now) And that referee... isn't he giving away yellow cards a little too easily?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just crapping. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-115005466801716768?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/115005466801716768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=115005466801716768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115005466801716768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/115005466801716768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/yoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114988507002285729</id><published>2006-06-10T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T04:31:10.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YawNz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup finally started. Nice start. 4-3 to Germany. Watched it. And I don't even support Germany or Costa Rica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh. Second half of the match between Poland and Ecuador now. Anyway, if Ecuador win, I must be so good in predicting. But then again, normally you are good at predicting the winners and losers as long as you don't place a bet on it. (With the exception of betting on Brazil.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Group B tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pm: England vs. Paraguay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England shall win it, isnt it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just to make it a point - I don't support them. Erm.. I realized there is something similar between SG and England hur...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore &lt;br /&gt;- Aim to qualify for world cup by 2010. &lt;br /&gt;Condition: Delusion of granduer (Serious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;- Win the world cup this year&lt;br /&gt;Condition: Delusion of granduer (Mild)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawnz. Same condition. Right.. I am crapping. England is good. But.. not good enough just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there will be Sweden vs. Trinidad and Tabago (Did I get the spelling right?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. I always support the Iberian, Scandinavian and African teams. So I am in a dilemna. (Haha... like they are dying for my support or something.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, it's a draw. I mean Sweden looks like a sure winner against the first timer. But then again, Sweden got kicked out by a first timer 4 years ago. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. I am crazy. And it's gonna get worse as these matches go on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114988507002285729?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114988507002285729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114988507002285729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114988507002285729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114988507002285729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/yawnz.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114943233157197340</id><published>2006-06-04T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:53:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Twins - Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="206"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3U96Sam_wU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3U96Sam_wU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="206"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. well.. I cut my hair short. The weather finally got to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... is just partly about the freaking weather. It's also partly because of being sick of having long hair. I mean I don't wanna have long hair continually for the next 5 or 10 years of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will be boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114943233157197340?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114943233157197340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114943233157197340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114943233157197340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114943233157197340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/06/twins-kindergarten-kinda-meaningful.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114883017877328502</id><published>2006-05-28T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T23:29:38.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch X Men today. And... well... is really not my type of show. Seriously, what's the joy when everyone knows the ending? That good-triumph-over-evil plot is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am near to slumber in the cinema until a terrible couple sitting besides us begin to stir things up. They are really @#&amp;@^!*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. this is what really happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... I went to have lunch with my grandaunt and my counsins... rather unwillingly. My grandaunt just came here from toronto so I am kind of obliged to have the meal with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. then we went for a movie. There's me, my cousins and my brother. And then the freaking couple who were sitting close to the aisle started  their vulgarity ram at my cousins and brother because they need to pass by them to go to the loo. (Seriously, what's wrong?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I.. have the daunting task of sitting besides them. Apparently, my brother accidentally kicked the woman's flip flop and she fumed. She started saying fu*king hell... lack of education... etc. etc..  (Like my brother can hear them when he sit so far inside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed since they were raising their voices like it's n-o-n of anyone's business. I just turned and APOLOGISED. (You know.. normally it works..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok. I am sorry. That's my brother and I don't think he done that on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Can you pick up my shoe? (is a flip flop) Your bloody brother kick it so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Take the flip flop.. damn.. I have the urge to throw it in her face.. and there they were still making a big fuss) I am sorry. (Yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically.. I try to ignore them.. but they started having a conversation between themselves when in fact it's for US to hear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: People no education. Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Never go to school. Don't know how to behave. School never teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it.. I sniggered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: People cannot understand English. (Then started speaking mandarin in Singapore style) Ta men ting bu dong ying yu, yau jiang hua wen. (Trans: They can't understand English, got to speak mandarin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Damn. If I can still stand those dispparaging comments, that would make me a saint. So... well.. I just turned and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry. I am not a local and I can't understand what you are saying. Anyway, we have apologized. (Get over it!) Can you please concentrate on your show?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tough time controlling this time. Really.. I don't wanna make a fuss over some teeny weeny stuff. It just makes me similar to them if I do that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... they continue "making conversations" though in a lower voice. I couldn't care less. I must admit that the thought of shaking the guy's hand to congratulate on how noble he is to endure such a girlfriend did once cross my mind. (Less victims to fall under her prey you see? Though the guy is not a lot better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, kinda glad that they make a dash for the exit before the credit comes out. Ha.. so I could turn and tell my brother and cousins something I hold back for the whole show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind is just a Cantonese slur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114883017877328502?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114883017877328502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114883017877328502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114883017877328502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114883017877328502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-to-watch-x-men-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114840575962752577</id><published>2006-05-24T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:35:59.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isn't there such a saying? The older people grow, the more nostalgic they become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like beginning to live in the past. Older people always have this syndrome. Those in their twilight years. It's not that hard to understand... since there must be a point in life when you realize that the future is nothing but a route to the inevitable - Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean.. that's when people begin to look back. That's when the future is no longer a valid path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. why am I saying this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have no idea. It's just a random thought. But that doesnt mean people our age don't look back in the past. I believe it's a form of escape. It's like telling yourself about the better times so you can forget about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling in the past and showing contempt to the current situation. Maybe.. everyone do that. But then again... guess everyone just accepts that. It's just parts and parcels of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why just accept that? Is it neccessarily preordained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be something we can do if we want to.  The question is.. how much are you willing to do to get there?&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/7819644-114840575962752577?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114840575962752577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114840575962752577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114840575962752577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114840575962752577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/05/isnt-there-such-saying-older-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114789029943248897</id><published>2006-05-18T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T02:24:59.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOSH. HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is so freaking HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard about the phrase "a train of thoughts"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the word "weather", the train goes moving on my mental tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first related word that comes to mind is UNBEARABLE. INTOLERABLE. (er.. whatever.. it is just DAMN HOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I think about going on the offensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. This means I bought a fan that resembles a turbo engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the turbo fan AND the air conditioner (on powerful mode) at night. PLUS a mini fan to cool off my CPU from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is not economical. But this is an emergency and you NEED emergency measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... the third thought that comes to mind is... if there is really a next life, PLEASE make me live in Iceland. I would rather see tropical countries as exotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. HOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114789029943248897?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114789029943248897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114789029943248897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114789029943248897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114789029943248897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/05/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114734074244891249</id><published>2006-05-11T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T18:27:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading the Times Magazine for this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. I saw the new interface design Nintendo had for their game controller - &lt;a href="http://www.engadget.com/2005/09/16/nintendo-revolution-controller-more-deets-pics/"&gt;Nintendo Revolution Controller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... it is designed and targeted at those who DON'T play video games. They reckon the usual design is "too complex" for those who hate gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magazine says, "&lt;em&gt;It's too hard for them. Like homework hard.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like a wireless TV remote that sense the movement of your hand. (Alright.. I think it sounds weird. But it's "revolutionary" you know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are playing Mario, you just move your hand up and down to jump. If you are playing sword fighting, you just jerk your controller front and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the idea... same for tennis, shooting, walking your dog (for the galz.. thaz so discriminatory.. why walking dogs?!) etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An advertisement for the controller... (weird...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7503797230984048423&amp;q=nintendo+revolution"&gt;Advertisement for Nintendo Revolution Controller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. it does feel like someone changing the QWERTY keyboard back to an ABC keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? It might work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114734074244891249?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114734074244891249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114734074244891249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114734074244891249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114734074244891249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-reading-times-magazine-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114701440713042052</id><published>2006-05-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:06:47.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am done with exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so DONE FOR it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. but worries are for later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now... I am so over the moon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeheeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone going somewhere to have fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me! Ask me!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114701440713042052?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114701440713042052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114701440713042052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114701440713042052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114701440713042052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-done-with-exam-and-i-am-so-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114649293747617300</id><published>2006-05-01T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:19:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A glass of cooling lemonade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/1600/stand.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/500/200/stand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of Little Lulu and Bobby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Bobby... That'z one name I always stereotyped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always remind me of a poodle... those that are groomed with orb-like fur balls stucking out...&lt;br /&gt;Oddball really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or someone round... It's really an egg-or-hen first issue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does having the name "Bobby" makes someone round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does a round person just pick that name to make themselves more.. er.. consummate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114649293747617300?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114649293747617300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114649293747617300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114649293747617300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114649293747617300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/05/glass-of-cooling-lemonade-this-reminds.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114637438222516050</id><published>2006-04-30T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T13:19:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First thing to do... when this dreadful semester ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GET BACK MY FREAKING HANDPHONE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Skate. Skate and skate till the wheels wear off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Okie.. this sounds silly... But I wanna watch a cartoon.... haha... and no.. is not South Park...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a flawless plan hur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my exam is NOT over. I repeat. N-O-T... NOT freaking over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArgH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114637438222516050?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114637438222516050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114637438222516050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114637438222516050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114637438222516050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-thing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114604996401736422</id><published>2006-04-26T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T19:12:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the video "Constructing Public Opinion" shown &lt;em&gt;during lecture&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Damn.. I didn't go for lecture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Something about the media limiting the options to narrow down the horse race in elections..&lt;br /&gt;B) Something about the US army...&lt;br /&gt;C) PR uses intelligence to manipulate the media&lt;br /&gt;D) A &amp; B&lt;br /&gt;E) A &amp;amp; C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;F) Ok. I don't know. I didn't go for lecture! Happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And option F is really there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lecturer can really read mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114604996401736422?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114604996401736422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114604996401736422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114604996401736422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114604996401736422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-video-constructing-public-opinion.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819644.post-114602255337356172</id><published>2006-04-26T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:38:11.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like judging people. It takes too much brain power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean... everything is relative isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think someone as fat because you know someone who is thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone to be mean.. because there is someone nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is always the gamut - Nasty, mean, so-so, ok, nice, wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't judge people (at least never openly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind being judged (since that is human nature anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is no way I will be over the moon because of a compliment or totally downtrodden because of someone's distaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say "Heck" and ask them "get a life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819644-114602255337356172?l=katecatz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/feeds/114602255337356172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819644&amp;postID=114602255337356172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114602255337356172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819644/posts/default/114602255337356172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katecatz.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-like-judging-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/07/82/2892870/19642018421731l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
