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	<description>...a current making of history...of a medical student turn slacker whom strives fourth tru life's daily frictions...</description>
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		<title>face it..!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>"...but sometimes, your facial muscles are so trained that you can pull off any expressions anytime to hide yourself, from disclosing what your true feelings are...and so trained are you that you yourself actually believes it at certain point...untill the strain in your heart starts to feel....then you are confused"</p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2006 07:44:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>M. Therasa's Q &#38; A s...</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>In remembrance to the fundamentals of life n appreciating em, herez and excerpt of sth <em>Copied n pasted from Ah Boon</em>.... <br /><br /><br /><br /><em><strong><br />The following are a number of questions posed to the late Mother Theresa, and her responses:</strong></em><br /><br /><strong>Which is the best day in life?</strong><br /><em>Today</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the greatest blunder?</strong><br /><em>Forsaking oneself </em><br /><br /><strong>What is the greatest defeat?</strong><br /><em>Despair </em><br /><br /><strong>What makes one feel the happiest?</strong><br /><em>Helping others</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the most valuable present?</strong><br /><em>Forgiveness</em> <br /><br /><strong>What is the shortest route?</strong><br /><em>Straight route</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the most blessed policy?</strong><br /><em>Smile</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the biggest obstacle?</strong><br /><em>Fear</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the root of all evils?</strong><br /><em>Selfishness</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the most preferred need?</strong><br /><em>Communications</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the worst feeling?</strong><br /><em>Hatred</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the most indispensable?</strong><br /><em>Family</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the feeling that makes one the happiest?</strong><br /><em>Inner peace</em><br /><br /><strong>What is the most beautiful in the world?</strong><br /><em>Love</em><br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2006 12:17:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Me and my Batonchick...</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Right after typing the title to this post, i realized that i've a Baton<em><strong>chick</strong></em> fer V day.....to the unaware,Batonchick is how the locals here call a hard form of bread of theirs,in Russian language of course.<br /><br />Since i'm dateless on V day,i decided to do dinner my Batonchick..at least, it's emotionless,feelingless,complainless,doesn't relate issues to issues,doesn't bring up the past...n best of all, i dun hv to explain meself to it n not feel indebt or anything...n it's satisfying,well...at least to da big tummy of mine!<br /><br />Besides the florist hikin up the prices of flowers,cabbies charging more fer their not-so-efficient services, everyone else toking bout thier V day plans ,or how their partner suprised em with pleasant suprises....the day commemorating St. Valentines is passing just like any other days....n to top it up,i am single n dateless...oppss, no..i've my baton<em>chick</em>... No offence ei u chica from baton.<br /><br />* ohh shooks,am multitasking...n just did a blunder by sending  an sms to the wrong person.... *<br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br />V day aside,classe was a lil draggy today..with the teacher dronnin on n on about many X ray films of patients with TB or some other lung related diseases...<br /><br />K,think i'll sign out now n go chill with my batonchic...<br /><br /><br />Happy Valentines Day u ppl...show love n be loved, n spread the love...CheerZZ!!<br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 18:26:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>8th sem!!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>In the midst of the cold winter..something called Classes springs up again....due tmr actually....<br /><br />February the 13th marks the beginning of my 8th sem in med sch....n it's gonna launch off with TB cycle....wish i've a bicycle to cycle to my cycle...since it's in walking range....somehow, i can see my money draining fast during this cycle as the hospital where i'm gonna hv class is located nearby Bogdan  Cafe, n with their flagship dish " Bogdan Otbifnaya" which is really GITestinally satisfyin n worth each Koppek...i can see myself there often.....<br /><br />nway, instead of classes which commences only after 12 pm last sem, this sem promises more rushing definately in the morning...with classes  startin at 8 am every mornin!...To make situation worse, the weather is definately a set bk in waking up. In the coldness, nothing beats staying under the comforter!!...ermmm,except maybe getting up to eat la..<br /><br />Retiring early tonite...early to bed, early to rise...they say.Hopefully it plays a certain degree of assistance!<br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 19:15:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>sheeshness...</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Unlike the rather cold day yesterday, i was woken up by rays of sun light streamin tru the window n brightening up my room...instantly lifting up my spirits.... was indeed looking fwd to a wonderful productive day.<br /><br />First thing tht striked me was Laundry.... semangatness dropped a bit when i paced from the 4th to 5th hostel, turned out i was deceived again...fer the zillionth time!! ...temperature was still freakin cold!!...<br /><br />And when it's cold..all u can think is EATING!!....called eve,thika, leks,guru..n went to Selma...n after makaning, we decided to go fer a game of pool. ... <br /><br />Being the experts we are, we scouted the battle zone first to see whoz present, coz we din want much ppl there, to avoid embarassment while playin...<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />After pool, we decided to go to da <em> Bokzal</em>(train station) ...n check out the train schedule...n pick a random train n zooom off fer a short hol....but after much confusion n unproductive conversations, we decided to screw the plan n to just go to McD n chill out there awhile....<br /><br />.<br />.<br />It bugs me why i can't do wat i wanna do when i wanna do with whom i wanna do, within da boundaries...without having someone breathing down my neck constantly.... If my parents are controllin me,it's perfectly fine....but u, u...u r not them,so dun be!...<br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2006 18:51:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>1/4 life crisis ...</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realising that there are many things about yourself that you didnât know and may not like. <br /><br />You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.<br /><br />You start realising that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to arenât exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you donât recognise is that they are realising that too, and arenât really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.<br /><br />You look at your jobâ¦ and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realising that<br />you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you. <br /><br />Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realise that<br />you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isnât. One minute,<br />you are insecure and then the next, secure. <br /><br />You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and<br />cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realise that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay<br />where you are or move forward. <br /><br />You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you canât meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you arenât a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot donât seem as fun.<br /><br />You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.<br /><br />You worry about the future and making a life for yourselfâ¦ and while winning the race would be great, right now youâd just like to<br />be a contender! <br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2006 09:57:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>aftermath...</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>Never let success go to ur head, <br /><br />n never let failure go to ur heart...</p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 19:01:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>i've no idea.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[<p>wanted to blog, but entertaining myself surfing Friendster.....<br /><br />Weather got slightly chiller today compared to sunny yesterday, wonder howz it gonna be tmr....i'll find out tmr.</p>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 20:01:40 +0000</pubDate>
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