<?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-3451501731977503986</id><updated>2011-07-28T18:37:20.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>누구가 알고 있는가?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-4745244839225440794</id><published>2009-09-03T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:54:44.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/Sp_zy00C4wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r6w1z5CJvLY/s1600-h/IMG_3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377284534599607042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/Sp_zy00C4wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r6w1z5CJvLY/s400/IMG_3259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Purple is my favourite colour, you know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-4745244839225440794?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4745244839225440794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/purple-is-my-favourite-colour-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/4745244839225440794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/4745244839225440794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/purple-is-my-favourite-colour-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/Sp_zy00C4wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r6w1z5CJvLY/s72-c/IMG_3259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-912244161600381519</id><published>2009-07-26T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T08:47:43.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Grace!</title><content type='html'>As mentioned on your card, I'd dedicate an entire blog post to you.&lt;br /&gt;Just for today, it is Grace's Day. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Just in case no one knows what I am talking about, i'm referring to Grace Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th Birthday! You're seriously old.&lt;br /&gt;And you thought I would forget right? NO!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give you a surprise by being probably the last person to wish you a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone always fights to be the first but I'm special and so I'd fight for the last. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first and foremost, please act like a University student! LOL. No offences yo.&lt;br /&gt;And don't "HUH?" me either. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Durians for you. Perhaps you should start spiking your hair to match your favourite. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, remember the airport study trips yo.&lt;br /&gt;And and and say hi to little Barry for me. I will dress him up again one day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, here you go. Your very own birthday post&lt;br /&gt;So happy Grace's Day on my blog! Haha, OKAY CAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-912244161600381519?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/912244161600381519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/912244161600381519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/912244161600381519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-grace.html' title='Here Grace!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-5099213952800252209</id><published>2009-07-16T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:24:53.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know yourself better.</title><content type='html'>I just found this really interesting. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is like contradiction in the love part yo. Interesting. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-5099213952800252209?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5099213952800252209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-to-know-yourself-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/5099213952800252209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/5099213952800252209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-to-know-yourself-better.html' title='Get to know yourself better.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-4982987642088806846</id><published>2009-07-09T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:52:13.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>Hello to everyone who said that my blog is dead. It isn't. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just want to share something that I thought was very meaningful. This was what I learnt Rev. Dr. A.R. Bernard. Awesome really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Relationship begins with a "Revelation".&lt;br /&gt;With that "Revelation" comes "Inspiration".&lt;br /&gt;Which brings about something called the "Expulsive power of a new attraction".&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you do not know what I am talking about, this expulsive power of a new attraction can refer to many things in our lives. For example, the excitement one gets after buying a new phone, or a new girl/ guy that one has taken a liking to.&lt;br /&gt;What happens here is that you are very attracted to this new thing or object or whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;It is like what Rev. said, you are always looking at it, taking care of it etc.&lt;br /&gt;The next step that occurs naturally would then be the "Formalisation" of the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;To put it to terms, it is something like being formally attached to someone else like how couples get together in a relationship., i.e. BGR.&lt;br /&gt;If there is enough power in the relationship, there would be "Instututionalisation" of the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Something like marraige I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;However over time, "Crystalisation" can come into the picture, where the thrill is no longer there, where the heart grows cold and affection dies down.&lt;br /&gt;What happened here?&lt;br /&gt;Did we lose our love and affection for what took away our breath in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is "NO"!&lt;br /&gt;We did not lose it, we just LEFT it.&lt;br /&gt;And the good news is that we can find it back or return to it.&lt;br /&gt;Chase away the coldness in one's heart and think back to the times when the affection came.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, we are to always pursue a new revelation with whatever thing that caught our attention in order to protect ourselves from the dreaded "Crystalisation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, this can apply to many areas in our lives. Be it a new top or a relationship. A toy once lost can still be found but can the same be said for a relationship? Perhaps but isn't it better not to take the chance and risk losing what matters to us?&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I do not want to live in regret all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-4982987642088806846?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4982987642088806846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/4982987642088806846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/4982987642088806846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-3273269840106920320</id><published>2009-06-24T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:17:19.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here here.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! It's been ages since I last updated my blog hence I am here to revive this dying blog as Rita puts it. My first post since coming back would be to do the note from Facebook from Grace. LOL. I know. Boring stuff but hey, at least I am back posting something right? Haha. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;Half boiled with some sauce and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you take your coffee/tea?&lt;br /&gt;Coffeebean Ice Blended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite breakfast food:&lt;br /&gt;Eggs with bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Peanut butter – Crunchy or smooth?:&lt;br /&gt;Crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What kind of dressing on your salad?&lt;br /&gt;Thousand island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Coke or Pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You’re feeling lazy, what do you make?&lt;br /&gt;Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You feel like cooking. What do you make?&lt;br /&gt;Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do any foods bring back good memories?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that cheesecake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do any foods bring back bad memories?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, bitter food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do any foods remind you of someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, noodles remind me of Jandi and Junpyo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is there a food you refuse to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, exotic stuff like insects or boiled tiger genitals for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was your favorite food as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there a food that you hated as a child but now like?&lt;br /&gt;None that I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is there a food that you liked as a child but now hate?&lt;br /&gt;None that I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite fruit and vegetable:&lt;br /&gt;Furit - Mango.&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable - IDK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite junk food:&lt;br /&gt;Chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite between meal snack:&lt;br /&gt;Chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you have any weird food habits?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. You’re on a diet. What food(s) do you fill up on?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too small to go go on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You’re off your diet. Now what would you like?&lt;br /&gt;Usual stuff like pasta etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How spicy do you order Indian/Thai?&lt;br /&gt;Normal spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Can I get you a drink?&lt;br /&gt;Sure why not? Chivas? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Red or White Wine?&lt;br /&gt;Chivas instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Mint Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The perfect nightcap?&lt;br /&gt;Coffeebean Ice Blended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Now I am craving for Ice Blended from Coffeebean. Maybe I could get some tomorrow or something. School is such a drag, doing projects and projects and more projects. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Watch this space. Hopefully I would be back to update on a more regular basis. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-3273269840106920320?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3273269840106920320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/3273269840106920320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/3273269840106920320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-here.html' title='Here here.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-2564468856013957986</id><published>2009-05-13T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T06:37:31.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I or should I not?</title><content type='html'>It is nice getting my thoughts or something else.&lt;br /&gt;Spending my energy in another form.&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to gym with Gabriel and gang.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I gym so often with them, I just began to think of the past.&lt;br /&gt;Of the what ifs.&lt;br /&gt;What if I did not quit DB?&lt;br /&gt;Would life be different?&lt;br /&gt;Probably so.&lt;br /&gt;I miss rowing to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is true that I have been feeling this for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;So the thing is should I join back?&lt;br /&gt;I feel disappointed for not getting into the team.&lt;br /&gt;Not getting the competition attire and paddle.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should join back to take more of my time and energy?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me what I should do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-2564468856013957986?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2564468856013957986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/should-i-or-should-i-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/2564468856013957986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/2564468856013957986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/should-i-or-should-i-not.html' title='Should I or should I not?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-5863023038857775527</id><published>2009-05-12T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:18:36.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The feelings of joy or pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Might as well numb it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-5863023038857775527?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5863023038857775527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/numb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/5863023038857775527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/5863023038857775527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-2967546168356911276</id><published>2009-05-07T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:27:14.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I gave my all, but I recieved nothing.&lt;br /&gt;It was all for a lost cause.&lt;br /&gt;You might ask if I regret anything.&lt;br /&gt;But no, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I did what I thought was right during the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had it right.&lt;br /&gt;But no, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel stupid that I did not heed the advice that the brain told the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't they say never to place all your eggs in one basket?&lt;br /&gt;You run the risk of breaking them all.&lt;br /&gt;So what happens now when your eggs are broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-2967546168356911276?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2967546168356911276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/eggs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/2967546168356911276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/2967546168356911276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/eggs.html' title='Eggs'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-473913590234588641</id><published>2009-04-26T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:57:46.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cramp!</title><content type='html'>Last match of the season.&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be played maybe 1 month ago?&lt;br /&gt;It juest kept being delayed and postponed.&lt;br /&gt;Now the mood isn't really there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck, a match is a match and it's a good opportunity to have fun with the dudes.&lt;br /&gt;And I found a new drink!&lt;br /&gt;It's GOLD COW! Funny thing. I thought I saw a red cow on the can? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We lost but I had fun. The result was probably playing in my head even before the match started due to the many absentees.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all if I sounded harsh just now. I just wanted to push everyone to achieve our best.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who came to support. I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;And Collin! Remember at the start of half time you ran to Hisyam to pass him the phone?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you wanted to interview him! Hahaha silly me!&lt;br /&gt;And Vanessa! I must admit your photography skills are getting better and better! Continue to improve on your passion yeah? Send me some photos soon yo!&lt;br /&gt;And Hwee Hwee! Thanks for coming even though you had to abandon your magnum people. I had a great time. And yes, our calves are the same size. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-473913590234588641?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/473913590234588641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/cramp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/473913590234588641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/473913590234588641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/cramp.html' title='Cramp!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-2806872885740175758</id><published>2009-04-24T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:44:56.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agape, choice, ultimate.</title><content type='html'>God's love for us is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unconditional&lt;/span&gt;. Likewise, I want to be able to do the same. Loving someone unconditionally is not easy at all, not just for the fact that each and every single one of us are imperfect. If you just felt uncomfortable with me saying that line, well, you're right; no one is this world is perfect, only Jesus Christ was and is still perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this? Try loving someone who killed your loved ones. Or someone who stole your wallet. Not easy am I right? Of course this would probably(and hopefully) not happen to us. Nearer to our hearts, how about you try loving someone who is vulgar? Someone who steals your ideas in the workplace. Or someone who does not love you back? Tough isn't it? That is why loving someone involves a cost and very often that cost is a huge one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said earlier on, love is a choice. It is not just about our feelings or our emotions for the matter. These can pass and never return again. With this said, we all love those who are nice to us. Or those who are lovable. However, we can choose to learn those who are not nice to us or those who are unlovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A greater capacity is what we need. Accepting those who do not love us can be difficult, but didn't Jesus do the same for us?&lt;br /&gt;He loved us when we were hating one another.&lt;br /&gt;He loved us when we were selfish.&lt;br /&gt;He loved us when we were sinful.&lt;br /&gt;He loved us when we were unlovable.&lt;br /&gt;He loved us when we did not love him.&lt;br /&gt;But all these did not matter to Him as he chose to love us no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;And this is the love that I am referring to. The agape, unconditional love. And I want to be able to have this love and extend it to those we want or need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain occasions where we are betrayed or we were lied to. Someone may backstab us from the back, plungging a sharp knife into your back while you weren't looking. This is also when the need for us to choose comes in. So what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;1. We can hate that particular person and just hope for his downfall. Step on dog poo, fall down the stairs, get banged by the lorry etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;2. We can love him/ her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us can put up our hands and declare that we will do number 2 when the situation arises? Do I see a hand there? Well, guess not. I shall say it once more. It is difficult and no one expects us to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that I want to exude from myself would be one that is from God. One that is patient and kind. One that is not proud nor easily angered. One that trusts and protects. One that hopes and perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says that love never fails. Never. Not even once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you may not like me but I still hope to be able to love you. And you might think that I'm just trying to sound noble. Of course you have your own choice to not love me but I will still try to love you. Notice that I said that I will try cause I am not sure if I can do it also. I will try definitely. You might find me irritating, insensitive, boring, poor and stupid. All I can say is that all these does not matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my choice. What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-2806872885740175758?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2806872885740175758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/agape-choice-ultimate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/2806872885740175758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/2806872885740175758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/agape-choice-ultimate.html' title='Agape, choice, ultimate.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-7820191409892949843</id><published>2009-04-23T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:13:39.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OurSpace</title><content type='html'>School on thursdays are set to be boring and mundane.&lt;br /&gt;One good thing to note is that the new class is quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;New friends and new teacher.&lt;br /&gt;New projects to do as well.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can collaborate with Winston and Dajie. LOL. Looks to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just wasting time at our space till cgm starts. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-7820191409892949843?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7820191409892949843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/ourspace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/7820191409892949843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/7820191409892949843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/ourspace.html' title='OurSpace'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-1209397545225317409</id><published>2009-04-22T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:10:19.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To play the game, one has to know the rules of the game first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Misunderstand the rules and risk making a fool of oneself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;However, now is not the time to indulge in self-pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to get back standing and continue the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Afterall, life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it beats being sulky the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I just want to thank God for today.&lt;br /&gt;I took a free ride in Byong Hee's car today after lecture as I was really tired from gyming and running in the morning. On the way to the bus stop, we almost got into an accident - almost crashed into 2 cars. We were damn lucky and I thank God we did not get into one and that one on was hurt. My heart almost jumped out during that short few seconds. Not good for my heart, not good at all. So, thank God thank God! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-1209397545225317409?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1209397545225317409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/accident.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/1209397545225317409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/1209397545225317409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-5355269861289279018</id><published>2009-04-20T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:08:52.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PangYong</title><content type='html'>The above title has no meaning at all, I just saw him and wanted to put his name there so TADAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's back to school for me and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;First week of school is mundane as usual. No tutorial. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Finally went back to the gym after what seemed like ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;Winston my friend joined me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Met Gabriel, Jason, Tranny, XYZ, Charles and Keith at the gym too.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a very fruitful trip.&lt;br /&gt;We did sets upon sets and even did pull ups!&lt;br /&gt;Well done Winston!&lt;br /&gt;Winston tried to pace me man! PRO.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I need to turn my body clock around.&lt;br /&gt;So I have been really sleepy and slept at 8 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry to all those whom I never reply messages to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-5355269861289279018?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5355269861289279018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/pangyong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/5355269861289279018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/5355269861289279018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/pangyong.html' title='PangYong'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-1373410756661099026</id><published>2009-04-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:43:23.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Yet another week has past and school is starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;I kind of have mixed feelings about it - some good, some not so good.&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing is that there will be work to do once again, all the mugging with peeps like Ryan and gang.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is that I can meet my friends! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the week has been real slack for me.&lt;br /&gt;Just doing watching korean dvds with my mum and going for work.&lt;br /&gt;Haha I feel like quitting work man. And the best thing is James feels exactly the same way!&lt;br /&gt;But bad news!&lt;br /&gt;The match just got postponed again. Which means I have to wait yet another week to complete the season that is beginning to feel like a drag.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it would all be worth it if we win! Only time will tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Collin if you're reading this, I'm sorry if I did anything wrong and I promise to do better next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-1373410756661099026?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1373410756661099026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/1373410756661099026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/1373410756661099026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-6677864567520768202</id><published>2009-04-13T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:48:43.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note!</title><content type='html'>Well Jessica tagged me to this note and I just felt like doing it on my blog so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules: Read this if you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill and relax. I am not going to tag anyone. Just enjoy and do if you want to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Today. These crazy korean dramas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;It can be nicer definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. DO YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND/BOYFRIEND? IF NO, WOULD YOU WANT ONE?&lt;br /&gt;No I do not have one and I wouldn't mind having one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure cause I think that I am one heck of a boring person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh no no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. HOW DO YOU WANT YOUR LIFE TO BE IN A COUPLE OF YEARS? (REALISTICALLY PLEASE)&lt;br /&gt;Get into a local university after NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I think it should be fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;br /&gt;They all taste good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WOULD YOU MOVE AGAIN?&lt;br /&gt;Move where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;Their smile and their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. RED OR PINK?&lt;br /&gt;Red ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;Everything also small. (please think straight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT DO YOU MISS THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;My moolah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;My dad. Life could have been very different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I said I am not tagging anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;??? - ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.WHAT ANNOYS YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Being fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. FAVORITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;Food smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Winston my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Like she said, she is a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?&lt;br /&gt;Soccer and rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Black/Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. EYE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. DO YOU HAVE ANY MAJOR REGRETS?&lt;br /&gt;A few that I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. FAVORITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;Too many to list. Pizza, prata, crab, prawn, ice cream, beef, chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?&lt;br /&gt;Scary movies with happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED, AND WITH WHOM?&lt;br /&gt;Race to witch mountain I think. With the bros from Les Pramos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;Summer's sun but with winter's temperature? I know I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;I got to agree with Jessica on this. Hugs and kisses are brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;Respond to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;Respond to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?&lt;br /&gt;I am not reading any book for now. But I did read finish The Game not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a mouse pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;3 dads with 1 mom. Korean drama. Damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.WHAT LITTLE THINGS MAKES YOU HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;Giving me love. Or cash. Or food. Playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?&lt;br /&gt;No preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?&lt;br /&gt;Would being able to eat a lot and still stay relatively slim be a special talent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 WHERE WERE U BORN?&lt;br /&gt;Same as Jessica. Only 3 months before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who does this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I have neither a spouse nor a significant other. I am still waiting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I just want to say that I am very happy that I made a lot of new friends over the past week. It has been amazing getting to know so many new people and I am looking forward to seeing all of them in school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-6677864567520768202?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6677864567520768202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/6677864567520768202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/6677864567520768202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/note.html' title='Note!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-4585861576099931980</id><published>2009-04-12T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:36:50.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Wow. 1 week has just passed. And it was a wonderful 1 week. So what have I been up to? Let's start right from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;I went to school to collect the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BAOC&lt;/span&gt; shirt and learn the cheers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. After that I went to the gym with Winston and Gabriel. I guess it's not too bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gyming&lt;/span&gt;, I went down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/span&gt; to "send-off" my good friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Faris&lt;/span&gt;, whom is in the army now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Like what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jeremy&lt;/span&gt; said, we were like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shashi&lt;/span&gt;, sitting at the void deck, downing the pizzas and the drinks(non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alcoholic&lt;/span&gt;!). Still feeling hungry, we went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; house for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;prata&lt;/span&gt; before heading back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Faris's&lt;/span&gt; house void deck. We all stayed on to wait for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Faris&lt;/span&gt; to finish his business even though he said it was okay. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dude, we can tell.&lt;/span&gt; In the end we should have followed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Faiz&lt;/span&gt; and chose the 100% instead of the 0%! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Well, at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hisyam&lt;/span&gt; knows how to play bridge now! Home at 1am in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;1st day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;BAOC&lt;/span&gt;! I think I had only like what, 3 hours of sleep? Goodness. As expected, I didn't really enjoy myself in the first day. It was quite funny. I just learnt the cheers the day before and was supposed to teach the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;freshies&lt;/span&gt; already. Cool right? Anyway 1st day was all the usual stuff. Just getting to know each other. Very mild stuff. But that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Zann&lt;/span&gt;! I will always remember you for drawing on my arm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/SeLZB-bGtMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nQ_rz_oRCtM/s1600-h/3222_67178143410_691838410_1814888_690349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/SeLZB-bGtMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nQ_rz_oRCtM/s200/3222_67178143410_691838410_1814888_690349_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324056337465128130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;BAOC&lt;/span&gt; - games day! It was quite fun to be honest. Started the day by talking to Gabriel, Jason and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Jinkang&lt;/span&gt;. Damn fun talk. And I guess we were really in the process of bonding as a group. Not bad, not too bad at all. Made 1 of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;freshie&lt;/span&gt; propose to a dustbin after he lost a game. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. It probably satisfied my inner demons. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry this is an inside joke if you don't understand!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;3rd and final day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;BAOC&lt;/span&gt; - performances day! I think this was the best day for me. Serene and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Hwee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Hwee&lt;/span&gt; were damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;zi&lt;/span&gt;-high until Winston and I got infected by them as well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I guess it was a good thing. I had tons of fun. Seriously, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Revo&lt;/span&gt; won second overall! Our cheers, performance, banner, flag, everything. It was all good. I was still thinking why we didn't win 1st but it's alright! Being 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; we still had lots of goodies! Threw the goodies at some people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Target practise. After that it was dinner at some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; stall. Not bad man! Then it was Winston and my turn to be damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;zi&lt;/span&gt;-high. We were laughing everywhere. The best was at the bus stop, as if we owned the whole place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See la Serene and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Hwee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Hwee&lt;/span&gt;! All your fault!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/SeLaYsVw0uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UYoOtA0iIec/s1600-h/3222_67178283410_691838410_1814913_1379751_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/SeLaYsVw0uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UYoOtA0iIec/s200/3222_67178283410_691838410_1814913_1379751_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324057827259503330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Revolucion Dance 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/SeLaYm-6OFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7ds7X0jQb4U/s1600-h/3222_67178268410_691838410_1814911_3730072_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/SeLaYm-6OFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7ds7X0jQb4U/s200/3222_67178268410_691838410_1814911_3730072_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324057825821472850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whole of Revolucion Dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friday, Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to church for Easter services. Somehow I felt that the drama for this year wasn't very funny or exciting like in previous years but nonetheless, it was still good. Thanks Winston for coming on Friday. Too bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Popeyes&lt;/span&gt; long queue if not we don't have to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Briyani&lt;/span&gt; already, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Had a great time serving too. Got home really late for both days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Went for work. I guess it was quite simple but the soup and rice were really hot! Got burnt quite a number of times. Think of the pay think of the pay John! And sorry guys for not being able to join you all for soccer. I wanted to play but I had work. So sorry! Anyway, I just asked Boss to change the working schedule and guess what? I don't have to work next Sunday and can play with you guys! Final match and we can end the season on a high! Let's do our best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt; really but it could have been better if I went to Double O with the bros. Apparently, Jeremy and Gabriel got some numbers and Holy got dead-pissed. Damn, why did I miss the spectacle! And there is an outing tomorrow! Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-4585861576099931980?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4585861576099931980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/4585861576099931980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/4585861576099931980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/SeLZB-bGtMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nQ_rz_oRCtM/s72-c/3222_67178143410_691838410_1814888_690349_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-6633228585342799550</id><published>2009-04-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:27:17.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PM?</title><content type='html'>Time now: Han Shi, Ee Ship Oh Poon (1:25 a.m.)&lt;br /&gt;This means that I got to wake up in about 4 hours?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Nicely done. I hope I can wake up.&lt;br /&gt;No no. The problem is sleeping now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-6633228585342799550?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6633228585342799550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/6633228585342799550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/6633228585342799550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/pm.html' title='PM?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-255062862334958410</id><published>2009-03-30T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:26:13.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of plans.</title><content type='html'>Sunday was one hell of a wild ride. Having lunch before going for guitar lessons. I should have heeded the warnings. It was raining cats and dogs way before the match. But I just couldn't ditch the guys could I? In the end, it was a very wasted trip. Thunder and lightning sounded and flashed everywhere I felt trapped under that small tent. So, just in case you are still ignorant, the match got postponed. And it was a pleasant surprise to see JT there. I thought that he looked quite cool now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the match postponed, we had a change of plans and went to town instead. Met Hisyam there and as usual, the dudes were indecisive to the maximum. Honestly, this is getting on my nerves and we should really start practising to be more decisive. This applys to all areas of our lives, be it on the pitch or choosing a place for our meal. So we went from Kobayashi to Botak Jones to Fish and Co. and finally ended up at Sakura. At least we all had tons of fun there. Hisyam was the man, showing every minah (hope it's spelt correctly) his cheeky grin. Working on the goods huh Hisyam? Haha. Not to be outdone, Faiz tried a neg. I thought it worked pretty well. And it just had to happen. The girl really didn't know how to use the camera. Haha. Hisyma distributed the gifts as well. DAMN!!! You should have given us all a "S" and only Jeremy a "M". It's huge. Haha. But thanks for the shirt anyway. Appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, it was time for lan again! Time for our new favourite game - Left 4 Dead. It was awesome. Muslims verses Christians. Oops! It should be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Malays verses Christians&lt;/span&gt;. Great day with the guys. And hopefully our chalet plans work out! Haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-255062862334958410?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/255062862334958410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/change-of-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/255062862334958410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/255062862334958410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of plans.'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-7903029291366030034</id><published>2009-03-28T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:07:50.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin Article</title><content type='html'>Actually, a lot has happened over the past week or so. And I want to post everything but I guess that would have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to anyone who might be reading this blog, please come down to support us for our second last match of the season. It will be at Kovan and kickoff would be at 3:45 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, today is the day that the first article of "John's Dream Girl", or "John's DG" for short is posted. Yes you read it right. Why this corny sounding title anyway you might be thinking. Well, I thought I just had to be fair to myself as well as to my friends who are concerned and interested in my love life. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a guy, I am definitely interested in looks. I mean come on, who isn't right? If you dared to even think you don't care about looks, well guess what? You are just denying that you are living in self-denial. That's right. You. Yes you, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what Pastor Kong had preached about in the past, we men are just wired up to be stimulated by beautiful things, objects and people. So I say this with a confident attitude, my dream girl would probably have to be pretty in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saving grace would be that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder so as long as she is pretty to me, that is all that matters. Afterall, this "she" is my dream girl not yours right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. The first installment of the new series, "John's DG". Stay tuned for further issues. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3451501731977503986-7903029291366030034?l=tacitthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7903029291366030034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/virgin-article.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/7903029291366030034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3451501731977503986/posts/default/7903029291366030034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacitthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/virgin-article.html' title='Virgin Article'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400860407759393922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3451501731977503986.post-2597639513081705345</id><published>2009-03-23T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:34:23.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back after a year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/ScfTtT6fEOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dDmiolzfZYk/s1600-h/0001wzch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yjTbv4AXB1I/ScfTtT6fEOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dDmiolzfZYk/s200/0001wzch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316450660527313122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Vanessa for this photo of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Hisyam is back with us. Finally, after one whole year, you're back with us. I am very sure you already know this but what the heck, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;missed&lt;/span&gt; you! Throughout this one year, we probably thought to ourselves what if Hisyam was here with us. Watching the same movie together, having dinner together, going for the countdown at Gabriel's place together, and of course, playing soccer together. I would safely say we would probably have done better than now. But nonetheless, it is great to have you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bros put everything aside on Wednesday night to go to the airport to pick up our old friend. I must say it was indeed a wonderful night. Swensen's, Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Tea Leaves, buying a gift for you, writing small notes and placing them into the gift, going for prata later on. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was great too. Victorious Secret won its second match in a row with our old friend scoring a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hat-trick on his debut&lt;/span&gt;. What can I say? We are glad to have you back with us, Hisyam.&lt;br /&gt;Nice match but do watch out for the smoking yeah. I know it is your choice but I sure hope that you cut down on it as it is harmful yeah? And it is expensive to the max here in Singapore. You can't complain can you? This is Singapore afterall, What did you expect? Cheap? Haha. Not in a million years pal. Anyway, I realised that LM probably isn't your preferred position. And here is the good news, I will probably take up that position so you can go up to play your preferred striking position. Keep the goals flowing my friend. And do get a new pair of boots before Sunday yeah. On to our third victory, on to 9 points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how was your date with Yus? HAHA. 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