<?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-15061950</id><updated>2011-12-24T22:36:50.822+08:00</updated><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Activity'/><category term='Film Stuff'/><category term='Serious Stuff'/><category term='Complaints'/><category term='Boring Stuff'/><category term='Neutral Stuff'/><category term='Angry things'/><category term='Theatre Review'/><category term='History Lesson'/><category term='Sad stuff'/><category term='War Strategies'/><category term='Exciting Stuff'/><category term='Happy Things'/><category term='Good Friends'/><category term='Fun Things'/><category term='Touching Stuff'/><category term='Random Things'/><category term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>God is in His Heaven...All is right in the world</title><subtitle type='html'>Disclaimer: All controversial pieces that discuss certain current issues and people are out of the blogger's impressions and personal opinions. There is no intention to disgrace or defame anybody. Please do not sue.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>458</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5455382817588696146</id><published>2011-12-24T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T22:36:50.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>谢谢</title><content type='html'>其实，我不知道我现在算不算幸福......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要谢谢所有曾经觉得可以试着让我快乐而做出努力的人.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乐观的人会说，幸不幸福或快不快乐就看你怎么看你的人生.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就祝我幸福吧......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想不停的往前跑.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到未来......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为当我往回看的时候......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的影子是孤独的......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心是街口......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人来人往......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从来就不会有人永远留在街口......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以对我来说......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生孤独.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了最后还是一个人........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;路口逗留而留下的脚印丰富了人生情感..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也让我无法忘了我不想记得的过客........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;挥之不散的影子.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像抽完的烟........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留下充满悔恨的天空........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢帮助我的人.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们虽然无法帮我抹去过客的存在.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;却已让我短暂失忆........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感激......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;保重........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安康.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5455382817588696146?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5455382817588696146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5455382817588696146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5455382817588696146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5455382817588696146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_24.html' title='谢谢'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-2211148104779142038</id><published>2011-12-20T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T03:53:34.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>The Wanderer</title><content type='html'>你说，有一天可能要走了.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，到时候应该不会试着留你......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生本来就孤独......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后，每个人还是要一个人的.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没关系.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就让平行宇宙的我们继承我们的迷惑与悲伤.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让他们完成我们的未完成......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只不过........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走的时候........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得要说再见........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少让我知道.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日暮前的最后一道曙光就要从眼前消失.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无止尽的黑暗将拥抱我的世界.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界没有办法凝结于瞬间.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老师是对的......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁都不能阻挡岁月的流逝.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;珍重......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安康.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-2211148104779142038?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2211148104779142038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2211148104779142038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2211148104779142038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2211148104779142038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/12/wanderer.html' title='The Wanderer'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-6813606958295791985</id><published>2011-12-05T02:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T02:41:56.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>带我飞到平行宇宙去</title><content type='html'>请不要被骗......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文字美化了我们的回忆.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你相信，就算只是一刻......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就会中毒......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;万劫不复......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得闭上你的眼睛........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文字为我们的关系添上虚无缥缈的色彩........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果画面不是灰色，就算只占了点颜料.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们就会难过......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无力回天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请不要难过.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文字加重了心灵的负担......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果可以.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我们把文字都抹去.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海阔天空......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果掉了文字真的可以不爱你......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就让平行宇宙的我们继承我们的迷惑与悲伤.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让他们完成我们的未完成......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请你要记得.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生本来就孤独......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了最后我们还是会一个人......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要为我难过......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陌生人.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;珍重.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原点见.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6813606958295791985?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6813606958295791985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6813606958295791985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6813606958295791985'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;如果可以.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一半的时光要让给我敬爱的老师&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他太珍贵了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个世界不应该失去他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剩下的，交给所有需要，珍惜，爱护的人，让他们好好活着..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然没有办法时光转移&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是应该好好活着........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帮所有这个世界已经失去或即将失去的人完成他们应该可以做的？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不敢随口答应.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为这个理想太崇高.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生就是这么难懂.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0009..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一念天堂，一念地狱..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-4112611635554907406?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4112611635554907406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4112611635554907406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4112611635554907406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4112611635554907406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='午夜：十二点零八分'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-6624655716184017944</id><published>2011-08-23T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:57:24.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>停车！为什么不停车？</title><content type='html'>hit me with the death curse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me drift away from the world who holds me in contempt.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world as I know it has moved on without my presence......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet I cast a long shadow on its path......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am fortunate enough.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me say goodbye.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then surround me with the looming eternal darkness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was free.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life was less painful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since its karma.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will never be easy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ironic thing about life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that it gave me all that one could ask for.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet it took away everything else that I needed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So zap me with the death curse.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;take away everything else I possess......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave nothing.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for life isn't about anything really......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6624655716184017944?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6624655716184017944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6624655716184017944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6624655716184017944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6624655716184017944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='停车！为什么不停车？'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-4357718111578669322</id><published>2011-07-07T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T00:47:32.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>悔恨</title><content type='html'>只可惜,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们这个时候相遇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经来不及了......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你生活在一个没有孤独的地方......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;存在于一个灰色世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果烟抽到一半的日子，也许我们可以在一起......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是烟已抽完，留下的天空，充满悔恨........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要为我难过.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我冷眼看待这世界........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;火车开走了,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以我不会留连于这个地方......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见了......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陌生人.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-4357718111578669322?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4357718111578669322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4357718111578669322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4357718111578669322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4357718111578669322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='悔恨'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-3880017451787278711</id><published>2011-05-25T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:40:23.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>His-story</title><content type='html'>小时候，最渴望的就是.........&lt;br /&gt;能赶快把功课都做完，让所有的唠叨都停止........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在测验考试里拿到那不管怎么努力都好像拿不到的A-star........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃好吃的软糖，喝可口的可乐......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有星期六能没有顾虑得观看‘power rangers'......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年轻的时候，只想........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把功课做完，把考试考完，把所有同学击败，在班名次往上爬..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;得到演出机会........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寻找自己.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;得到身边好朋友的陪伴........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长大了，一直追求......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拥有自己的房子，能赚很多很多的钱........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把生命的孤独甩开...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快乐这个崇高的理想........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老了......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道到老的时候，要得又是什么.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;会不会像所有人一样......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要一个完整的家，整整齐齐，等着抱孙子，然后希望子孙能帮忙买副好棺材，送我上路.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是一个人继续追求那似乎遥远的‘快乐’......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论如何，生命运行着......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总是要坚强活着？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-3880017451787278711?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3880017451787278711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3880017451787278711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3880017451787278711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3880017451787278711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/05/his-story.html' title='His-story'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-8321788157049413369</id><published>2011-04-12T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T13:01:53.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Happier</title><content type='html'>Would you be happier.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... If we weren't so fine today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would the sun shine brighter......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... if we could all leave our memories behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody could be sure anymore......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were our feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will take you and reach for the stars.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run through the dandelion fields.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swim across the timeless oceans......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dry your tears.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up from your dreams.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the world is no longer real.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or unreal.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its alright......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my world has died out a long time ago......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mist may bring me away forever........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my world is strangely quiet on the rowdy street....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than you know I do......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lofty aspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8321788157049413369?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8321788157049413369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8321788157049413369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8321788157049413369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8321788157049413369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/04/happier.html' title='Happier'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-6825490030380944913</id><published>2011-01-28T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:27:07.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>我的绝对领域</title><content type='html'>原来没有人疼的感觉是如此的......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没人注意，没人欣赏，没人聆听，没人喜爱，没人回应，没人理睬，没人记得，没人......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......觉得可以&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道人生是不是真的需要有人注意，有人欣赏，有人聆听，有人喜爱，有人回应，有人理睬，有人记得，有人觉得......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......可以&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没关系......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能有一天生活停止运行，死气之火焰停止燃烧时，曾经的存在会让人注意，欣赏，聆听，喜欢，回应，记得，还有......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......怀念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人不是本来就是如此吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望有一天我的人生可以重来.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是会当个坏人.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是是个不管再坏，人家都觉得你是好人的人......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当一个人家不管怎样都看不出你坏的坏人......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在重来的时刻来临前..... 生活继续运行着，死气之火焰不知为什么还是燃烧......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;绝对领域里，坏人要继续为自己的失败负责.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这就是我的孽障。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6825490030380944913?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6825490030380944913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6825490030380944913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6825490030380944913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6825490030380944913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='我的绝对领域'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-3861975071888932034</id><published>2010-11-08T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:32:16.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Bring Me Away Forever</title><content type='html'>Once again, falling freely into the somewhat comforting emptiness.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I never knew that Yesterday will never come round again.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me away forever........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can no longer hear the wonderous sounds of the world.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world is loudly quiet on a rowdy street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-3861975071888932034?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3861975071888932034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3861975071888932034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3861975071888932034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3861975071888932034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2010/11/bring-me-away-forever.html' title='Bring Me Away Forever'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-3636589886084854215</id><published>2010-05-28T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:43:17.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>最强的幻术师</title><content type='html'>到了最后......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算到了绝对领域，还是没有办法诚实的面对自己......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫画里最强的幻术师是六道骸......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现时中最厉害的幻术师，竟然是自己......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底被自己的幻觉给蒙骗到最终的人，是可悲还是幸福？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能是幸福的，因为不知道问题的存在，所以让人没有烦恼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但往往是可悲的，因为由始至终从来都不知道真相......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真相，其实到底什么才是真相？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果幻觉是真幻觉，那是不是就变真相了呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，我只不过想要快乐........ I only want to be happy..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我可能永远都达不到这崇高的理想....... But happiness is&amp;nbsp;my lofty aspiration......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常觉得生活过的非常的辛苦......... If only........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有很多人可能觉得我吃得好，穿的好，可以自由到处去玩，没有什么好不快乐的，因该知足........ Perhaps others may think I should be contented.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能许多人觉得我荒谬......Perhaps others think I am ridiculous......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是不是拥有许多就一定快乐......因为物质没有任何的意义........If only they knew.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老师是对的，谁都不能阻挡岁月的流逝...... Yesterday came around once, but it will never come around again.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管人们如何怀念，人长大了什么都不一样了......We will never ever be the same again.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我只有一天，这一天将会是......If I only&amp;nbsp;had a day, it would be.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正快乐的......truly happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-3636589886084854215?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3636589886084854215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3636589886084854215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3636589886084854215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3636589886084854215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='最强的幻术师'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-5338939830984483613</id><published>2010-01-20T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:05:33.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>This is the Mist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/S1ZyZZ1enuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MK6duBksH2M/s1600-h/1410398234_c341320704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/S1ZyZZ1enuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MK6duBksH2M/s320/1410398234_c341320704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I felt for the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illusions or real illusions, the truth is in between....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁都不能阻挡岁月的流逝&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5338939830984483613?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5338939830984483613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5338939830984483613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5338939830984483613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5338939830984483613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-mist.html' title='This is the Mist'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/S1ZyZZ1enuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MK6duBksH2M/s72-c/1410398234_c341320704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-4149007333311924409</id><published>2009-12-25T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:14:35.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>忘不掉的歌词 Part I</title><content type='html'>就算把世界给我。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还是一无所有。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你离去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;“既然要走，就要不留痕迹”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;陌生人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;，&lt;em&gt;in real life&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/15061950-4149007333311924409?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4149007333311924409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4149007333311924409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4149007333311924409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4149007333311924409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/12/parti.html' title='忘不掉的歌词 Part I'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-5590049597866201119</id><published>2009-12-21T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:40:22.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Survivor XIV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sy9QOT9LjzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ITeSJQ6fWA8/s1600-h/survivor-samoa-russell-hantz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sy9QOT9LjzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ITeSJQ6fWA8/s200/survivor-samoa-russell-hantz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I got to admit, objectively speaking, Rusell really played a strategically smart game. And he is definitely smarter than any of the castaways that I have seen this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But then, his biggest strategic mistake is the way he placed people in the jury who were going to decide the winner. The wrong way. He didnt think of the long run. Or if he did, he didnt care enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In the end, its people's hearts that you must buy. Not the game you played.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sy9QQFRmzBI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Lm5sBbcH5j4/s1600-h/Brett_Clouser.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sy9QQFRmzBI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Lm5sBbcH5j4/s200/Brett_Clouser.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People are going to pat you on the back for being capable, but they are not going to reward you when they have the power to decide, especially when you backstabbed them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My heart goes out to Brett, Mr. Nice Guy.... Alas, fate did not favor you..... As they say, nice guys never win...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/15061950-5590049597866201119?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5590049597866201119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5590049597866201119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5590049597866201119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5590049597866201119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/12/survivor-xiv.html' title='Survivor XIV'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sy9QOT9LjzI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ITeSJQ6fWA8/s72-c/survivor-samoa-russell-hantz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-1941216824062936669</id><published>2009-12-19T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T03:34:17.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exciting Stuff'/><title type='text'>超大的铁箱也是艺术</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This post first appeared on ARTivate's blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.artivate.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;www.artivate.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on 16.12.09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictures differ for purpose of posting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近到了伦敦一游。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闷在新加坡太久会变成井底蛙的，所以决定到国外去看世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伦敦有很多世界级的博物馆，展出或收藏物品的量和广度大得让人目不暇给。不管是现代艺术品，古典画作，古董，科学发明，自然科学，历史文物都可以在伦敦的博物馆里找得到。最重要的是，大部分的展览都是免费的，不花钱就可参观。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvW6mvMulI/AAAAAAAAANI/hn5LwVwx3Kg/s1600-h/RIMG0213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvW6mvMulI/AAAAAAAAANI/hn5LwVwx3Kg/s200/RIMG0213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvW_7yo6CI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_Obj0nTaK8I/s1600-h/RIMG0588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvW_7yo6CI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_Obj0nTaK8I/s200/RIMG0588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXHRhwjDI/AAAAAAAAANY/N3pY7z7kZIo/s1600-h/RIMG0620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXHRhwjDI/AAAAAAAAANY/N3pY7z7kZIo/s200/RIMG0620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXY4JyEHI/AAAAAAAAANg/ICYoQyacGmc/s1600-h/RIMG0607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXY4JyEHI/AAAAAAAAANg/ICYoQyacGmc/s200/RIMG0607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;去伦敦之前，朋友就说在伦敦的博物馆里呆上十天也不一定看的完。当下觉得她也太夸张了。可是当我真正到了那里参观的时候，朋友的话应验了。花了一整个早上，结果只参观完维多利亚与阿尔伯特博物馆（Victoria and Albert Museum）的一楼而已。实在有太多的展出品值得去观赏，去研究了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;出名的博物馆包括国家画作展览馆（National Gallery），泰特古典艺术博物馆（Tate Britain），泰特现代艺术博物馆（Tate Modern），自然史博物馆（Natural History Museum）。其中让我印象与体验最深的，是 Tate Modern 里的其中一件互动艺术品。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这件艺术品从外观看起来真的很不像艺术品。基本上，他就是一个很大很大的货柜箱（以下照片）。当你站在箱子的入口处，可以看见是黑暗的，没有灯，只有少许的光线从外面投射进货柜箱里，内侧的四面墙也是黑的。眼前的画面，就是一个使人觉得有压迫感的大黑洞，等着你进去探险。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXd4LGjhI/AAAAAAAAANo/CwW-TbYykDk/s1600-h/RIMG0272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXd4LGjhI/AAAAAAAAANo/CwW-TbYykDk/s320/RIMG0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;和朋友进去的时候，因为不知道里面有些什么，也看不见任何的东西，我们有些许由于，脚步非常缓慢。我甚至觉得有少许的害怕。可是走着走着，我们竟然到了空间的尽头。里面什么都没有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来，这个货柜箱就真的是一个空有暗的货柜箱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我当时第一个反应：这展览品也太笨了吧！为了看设计这艺术品的艺术家怎么把这么笨的东西解释成艺术，我就去看说明的看板（以下照片）。我所看到的说明，出人意表得给了我灵感，启发和难忘的体验。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXjv9UZVI/AAAAAAAAANw/DbLYJA8kmW4/s1600-h/RIMG0267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXjv9UZVI/AAAAAAAAANw/DbLYJA8kmW4/s320/RIMG0267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"How shall I move forward?" you might ask yourself, as you stand at the threshold, confronted by the darkness ahead. The unknown can be terrifying, especially if it is also without light. How you approach it is unique, as your first encounter with anything can only ever be as an individual. Staring ahead into the black void may make you wonder whether to move ahead at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Its fine', you reassure yourself, "what can actually be inside?" How It Is is complete only when you, the viewer, enter. The container focuses you inwards, both physically and psychologically, deeper into the darkness. In choosing how to move ahead- to march in fearlessly, or to kirt along the walls - you create your won journey. But as you bump into others, or mistakenly grab a stranger's shoulder, your trepidation eases and collectively you navigate the void..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说明看板上所说的感觉，行动，思绪我在货柜箱里面都体验到了。顿时间，我对展览品的嘲笑变成了敬佩。这么简单的一件物品/空间，却带出了人内心的复杂情绪和外在行动的可能性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再说，这些体会不会只停留在货柜箱里面的空间，可以延伸至日常生活。当我们碰到难题的时候，和在走入黑箱那一刻的反应是一样的。当我们面对看不到前景的未来，或算不到后果的抉择，在货柜空间里的反应也会出现。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想到这里，不得不为刚开始的那种无知的判断感到惭愧，也非常庆幸我去看了说明看板。如果没有参考，我可能永远都会是天真的愚人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;后来，我也发现，这个体验只会有一次。之后如果你在尝试进去的时候，你没有办法再找回同样的体验了。你已经熟悉那个空间了。也许人生也是如此吧。生活中的每一个经历，只会有一次。下一次，不管情况多么雷同，也已经不一样了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;最深层的意义，往往来自最简单的东西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;最简单的东西，也往往能拉近艺术与生活的关系。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXkHXPe0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NRxlsInfwbM/s1600-h/Pop1+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvXkHXPe0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NRxlsInfwbM/s320/Pop1+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15061950-1941216824062936669?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1941216824062936669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1941216824062936669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1941216824062936669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1941216824062936669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/12/victoria-and-albert-museum-national.html' title='超大的铁箱也是艺术'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyvW6mvMulI/AAAAAAAAANI/hn5LwVwx3Kg/s72-c/RIMG0213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-3318808794616856577</id><published>2009-12-16T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:29:24.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>我不是真正的快乐</title><content type='html'>今天，行人道上，我突然往回看......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Syfi_P8MSHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TQ3jjP3bhQs/s1600-h/15450_251332259464_797414464_4432735_7162827_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Syfi_P8MSHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TQ3jjP3bhQs/s320/15450_251332259464_797414464_4432735_7162827_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;我发现.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;我不是真正的快乐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;我知道......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;我的笑只不过是我的保护色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;我明白......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;我的伤从不肯完全的愈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;我怀疑......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;全世界就算和我只有0.01mm的距离，却会像隔着银河。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;没关系......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;只要太阳.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;月亮......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;地球......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;云朵.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;依然存在......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;没关系。&lt;br /&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/15061950-3318808794616856577?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3318808794616856577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3318808794616856577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3318808794616856577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3318808794616856577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_16.html' title='我不是真正的快乐'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Syfi_P8MSHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TQ3jjP3bhQs/s72-c/15450_251332259464_797414464_4432735_7162827_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-7235702812945091772</id><published>2009-12-16T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:49:59.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activity'/><title type='text'>美术，从不会完成</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This posting first appeared on ARTivate blog (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artivate.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.artivate.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;) on 14.12.09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictures differ to serve the purpose of the posting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大概年中的时候，达文西展览来到了新加坡。曾经因为《达文西密码》一书对达文西这位名画家产生了好奇，所以和友人参观了这场展览。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfYASFHvZI/AAAAAAAAALg/TRnCwSSGmv0/s1600-h/RIMG0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfYASFHvZI/AAAAAAAAALg/TRnCwSSGmv0/s320/RIMG0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;许多人都以为达文西只是个画了许多名画的杰出画家。很惭愧的，我也是。可是看完展览之后，我才知道达文西除了是画家，还是雕塑家，数学家，科学家和工程师。他不只画画，还发明了新的油画技术，各种各样实用的原始机械和战争武器。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfYtVEr-6I/AAAAAAAAALo/PHus8kYtE9c/s1600-h/RIMG0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfYtVEr-6I/AAAAAAAAALo/PHus8kYtE9c/s320/RIMG0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;朋友看完展览之后，称赞达文西：“Da Vinci真的很厉害。他原来会做这么多东西。”是的，大家参观了这个展览都会对他的很多成品叹为观止，尤其因为他生于一个科技完全不发达的年代。可是，鲜为人知，达文西真正令人敬佩的是他的精神。就像很多历史伟人，如俄罗斯现代戏剧大师斯坦尼斯拉夫斯基（Stanislavsky）和德国物理学家爱因斯坦（Einstein）一样，他一生都在观察，研究，探索与实验。如此难得的精神，每次在他画画和发明的过程中都会体现。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfZQU6T-LI/AAAAAAAAALw/g3qnc6_YkbI/s1600-h/RIMG0031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfZQU6T-LI/AAAAAAAAALw/g3qnc6_YkbI/s320/RIMG0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfZdFsQncI/AAAAAAAAAL4/RI2FsMOYrSY/s1600-h/leonardo_da_vinci_last_supper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfZdFsQncI/AAAAAAAAAL4/RI2FsMOYrSY/s320/leonardo_da_vinci_last_supper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;在画闻名世界的壁画《最后的晚餐》（The Last Supper)时，达文西为了可以一边画，一边修改这幅壁画，而发明了全新的壁画技术。不只如此，为了能让壁画里的人物能看起来栩栩如生，他花了两年的时间观察生活中人们的身体语言。在画壁画的过程中，他可以一天内不停地画，也可以花好几天不动笔只看着他的画，一直盘算，计划如何继续画。达文西的创作精神真的让我十分敬佩。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;到了展览厅的最后，有一个看板汇集了达文西一生所说过的一些名言。其中有一句非常精简和准确，让大家透视了他聪明的脑袋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Art is never completed, only abandoned." (美术从不会完成，只会被遗弃）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这句话概述了达文西一生的创作理念与精神，相信也能带给很多人启发和灵感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，表演艺术也是一样吧。不会完成，只会被遗弃。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7235702812945091772?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7235702812945091772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7235702812945091772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7235702812945091772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7235702812945091772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='美术，从不会完成'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SyfYASFHvZI/AAAAAAAAALg/TRnCwSSGmv0/s72-c/RIMG0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5916139247117481487</id><published>2009-10-18T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:18:29.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>烟瘾</title><content type='html'>我还是在寻找一个懂我幽默的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懒洋洋的星期天下午，我突然想起了你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常在想，如果有一天让我们不小心碰面，我们到底会怎么对待彼此？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;会漠视？会点头？会愣住？还是。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了最后，我们还是不清不楚的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都是你。干吗要和我说那一段话？干吗要让我觉得这世界上竟然还有人不会推我去死？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定会有那么一天的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然现在还没有发生，但我们的生活圈子有共同点，总有一天我们会见到的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要去远行&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到世界的另一端，去寻找没有你的世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见了，陌生人。。。。我爱你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5916139247117481487?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5916139247117481487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5916139247117481487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5916139247117481487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5916139247117481487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='烟瘾'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-4203416062515527995</id><published>2009-09-15T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:35:14.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>Cannot Lah</title><content type='html'>You must watch this video about Malaysian Censorship. Its freaking funny and I think the auntie in the video is classic. I literally laughed out loud when I watched the video. And there are very few things that could make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/GVi1Qfy0mRk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/GVi1Qfy0mRk'/&gt;&lt;/object&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/15061950-4203416062515527995?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4203416062515527995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4203416062515527995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4203416062515527995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4203416062515527995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/09/cannot-lah.html' title='Cannot Lah'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6306211730849552444</id><published>2009-08-27T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:05:37.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><title type='text'>真。假</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;This blog posting first appeared on ARTivate's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近在看一部台湾的电视剧集《痞子英雄》。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374551843632875666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SpY-bRqoiJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/awK6QNlA7Lk/s320/421px-Black%2526White.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;原本想等电视播放时才看，可是由于看过这部剧的朋友都连声叫好，再加上他们的大力鼓吹，于是我去买了DVD来观赏（注意：是正版的。我没那么贱。哈哈！）。况且，朋友们都说戏到最后有很多人物会死去，世界会显得很黑暗。我喜欢看“草菅人命”的戏，也喜欢黑暗，也许因为自己的世界是黑暗的吧。哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;乍看之下，《痞子英雄》似乎是台湾另一出平庸的偶像剧，可是我可以用我的人格来担保：它绝对不是！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;故事讲述两位警察在调查一系列离奇案件的过程中发现了一个天大的阴谋。在他们的世界里，复杂的多角关系模糊了黑与白的界线，使他们在查案时挣扎徘徊在黑暗与光明，正义与邪恶，真相与谎言之间。随着剧情的发展，许多的线索和答案会陆续出现。这似乎让两位主要人物和观众越来越接近真相，可是就因为这些线索答案的出现而引起更多的事端，使得案件变得更复杂，离真相越远。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有如好莱坞电影 'The Dark Knight'，《痞子英雄》情节很紧凑，事件建构的速度非常快，接连发生，环环相扣。每个重要的人物都有高筹码，有失败的可能性。他们在故事里与其他人，事和自我有冲突。这些构成了一部张力超强的戏剧，吸引观众入戏，从头看到尾。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我看戏的时候，几乎可以用‘无法自拔’来形容我的状态。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;夸张？哈哈，自己看了你就知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;《痞子英雄》最吸引我的地方是它的故事似乎没有真相。每一集所呈现的线索与答案都会推翻观众之前所知道的事实，而这一集所谓的真相将会在下一集揭晓为假相或谎言。这使我一直要看下去，因为我一直想知道谜底，可是随着剧情发展，我又好像离真相，真理越来越远。&lt;br /&gt;到了后面几集，当故事被推向高潮的时候，两位主要人物都非常怀疑自己，怀疑他们的世界，怀疑到底有没有‘真相’这回事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这个问题也让我想起了日本现在火热的一部动画剧集《家庭教师里包恩》。在这部动画集里，有一个‘幻术师’的人物。这位幻术师使用幻觉来和敌人战抖。他常念以下的这一段话： &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“幻觉与真幻觉。真理与谎言。真中藏假，假里怀真。真相于之中。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;这句话拿来形容《痞子英雄》的故事情节，也是再适合不过了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实，现实生活当中也是这样。很多事情你以为是真相，可是是谎言。有些事你认为是假的，但其实是真的。所以，人生到底有没有‘真相’这回事？而‘真相’又是什么？怎样才算是‘真相’？这也许需要好好想一想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还没看《痞子英雄》的朋友们，赶快看一下吧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6306211730849552444?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6306211730849552444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6306211730849552444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6306211730849552444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6306211730849552444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='真。假'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SpY-bRqoiJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/awK6QNlA7Lk/s72-c/421px-Black%2526White.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-8143369960094752610</id><published>2009-08-13T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:04:09.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>UP</title><content type='html'>Went to watch UP by Pixar studios today... with who else? Zhong Kunhua lah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good film.... Everyone must support.... A film to make you cry, laugh, smile, tear.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as it is..... before your eyes in full colour....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just take note.... only bright and sunshine people will come here.... so no matter what happens... peel your dark side away... Just for an hour plus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.........saw the house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrouded in mist......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by the forest maze......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然要走，就要不留痕迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;保重......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安康......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陌生人.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见了.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8143369960094752610?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8143369960094752610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8143369960094752610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8143369960094752610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8143369960094752610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/08/up.html' title='UP'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-7346589741637263064</id><published>2009-08-07T02:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T03:07:41.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>New Play Season: Playback</title><content type='html'>So here we are...... finally.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the edge of the end......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't describe the mixture of feelings right at the end of it though......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say that on some days, I felt glad I did this show......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on other days, I wished I hadnt done it at all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I am temperamental or when things happen to me, I feel like running away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just..... these things happen and they make me question why I am here at all...... I could be off learning something and doing something happier....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end.... I still took away something.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the ends do not always justify the means....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ends?? What ends??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the end the right end? What if it is the wrong end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you used the means to get to the end, is the end great? Does it make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you lost? What have you gained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end may be beautiful and happy and bright and sunshine....... But at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can afford the cost.... but can others withstand the damage you did to them? Do you care? Have you spared a thought for others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you truly truly afford the cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whether we are able enough or not, we cannot be so selfish..... We simply CANNOT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at the end, I would have lost many things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its alright....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't complain......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can manage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7346589741637263064?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7346589741637263064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7346589741637263064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7346589741637263064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7346589741637263064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-play-season-playback.html' title='New Play Season: Playback'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-441632430120811449</id><published>2009-07-30T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:58:27.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>When Everything In The World Is Just Alright</title><content type='html'>teach you something.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell people the truth no matter what, in the future......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun be afraid to hurt them now.......because if you dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u hurt them even more in the future.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what goes around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not exactly hurting them by telling the truth......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is more like helping them with their expectations......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dun tell the truth and they realise you couldnt meet their expectations and you never say earlier.....they will be hurt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it will start moving in a full circle.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too far in the past......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt ask.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i blast open the lies........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwillingly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hurt myself so badly that i didnt want to love again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i just couldnt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dont want to be hurt again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love not, hurt not, cry not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you are still too young....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are same in some ways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till u experienced what I experienced....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till you find that you cannot love anymore because you dont want to hurt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then perhaps we will be truly similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matters of the heart are difficult to explain and even more difficult to control.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we said we will never be somebody's position.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we still end up there.....unwittingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how i promised myself never to let anybody in anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still opened up for you in the end.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its alright......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grown up oredi.... can't always be getting hurt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no matter what, its alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dont let anybody in......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody will hurt me anymore......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let you be the last.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun worry for me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will be alright.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now......you will help me with the illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because this is the only one i cannot conjure with my own perception......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the end of it all the fun will be over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mist will disappear.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so will the forest maze......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so will the house......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so will you from my life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so will my memories of you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories will cause nothing but pain if you choose to hold on to them.... esp when everything is but an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave it in the midst of the mist.... within the forest.... in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all disappears, everything goes with it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-441632430120811449?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/441632430120811449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=441632430120811449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/441632430120811449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/441632430120811449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-everything-in-world-is-just.html' title='When Everything In The World Is Just Alright'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-9192413882744350528</id><published>2009-07-24T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:17:08.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>He said: There are no tears to dry away on my face</title><content type='html'>Not too far in the past, I learned a very important lesson in my life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life-changing experience which will teach me some of the hardest truths in life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'人玩火的时候，受伤的总是自己'&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.... when people play with fire, the victims are always themselves.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you go do something dangerous if you know you are bound to get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be the adrenaline that you crave.... living life on the edge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be the glimmer of hope that you hold.... that you will come through untouched with a positive result.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I am not quite sure myself...... Even though I know I shouldnt mess with it, I still do it...... Maybe I am being ruled by the heart and not the head......I guess I havent truly learned to control my emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes..... feelings can just creep up on you..... Emotions are hard to explain..... and even harder to control......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the mesmerising power of fire.... you slowly inch towards it, enchanted by its glow and warmth, enchanted by its bright colour in the midst of the dark.... you try to put your hand slowly towards the fire..... slowly slowly inch by inch, centimetre by centimetre, not concious that you are sending yourself to be burnt by the fire.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People entered the silent field.... pulled at my heartstrings..... yet I do nothing to let it stop......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no tears to dry away on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry not, cause I hurt not......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt not..... cause I love not........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn not to love.... learn not to hurt.... learn not to cry......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or dry your own tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'Don't complain, I can manage'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lang Kim Sum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-9192413882744350528?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/9192413882744350528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=9192413882744350528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9192413882744350528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9192413882744350528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-said-there-are-no-tears-to-dry-away.html' title='He said: There are no tears to dry away on my face'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-600814641178156102</id><published>2009-07-15T10:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:58:25.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry things'/><title type='text'>Jump down the stairs and Walk up the walls</title><content type='html'>So much for having respect for the rehearsal space and protecting the production's privacy and having sensitivity for the cast and director and production team......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why when I did nothing wrong but still get dragged into something.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become very careful with what I say..... And even more so for this production because the situation is so sensitive.... In fact, sometimes people think I am too anal about the details and small matters.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why like that still can get involved? I don't know. I felt angry, I felt pressured but I can understand..... Sometimes its better to be reminded before something happens.... Sometimes people assume things then they just wrongly blame people or talk about people when people didnt do anything at all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind, cause this is so for lesser mortals.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing happening, was the maximum limit....... MAXIMUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever belief I had for upholding respect for the rehearsal space and sensitivity for the cast and director and whatever privacy people need crumbled to pieces..... It just went off to sleep and fly kite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why like that cannot but like this can?? WHY??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why big shot means let it go? Big shot no need to ask first before doing anything meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why big shot then cannot reject directly? Where got like that one? Wrong means wrong already what..... Just explain why wrong and politely reject can already what... After all, we didnt start anything. We didnt do anything.... Then why cannot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can say 'okay lah, never mind lah but next time don't okay?' Then I also like that can or not? Can I also say 'okay lah, never mind, but next time i don't already can?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they can assume this and assume that but nobody shout or yell at them but when I assume things then I can get all the sharp words and cold stares and the crap......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if people got talent? People no talent can treat like shit meh? Those who treat others like shit better be careful.... Sometimes it is not because people have no talent... Its just that people chose to hide it and to grow it slowly.... Its just that sometimes they don't have the right chance and time yet.... You better be very very careful..... You have been warned......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I need to have common sense but big shot no need? Big shot no need to have common sense one meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common sense..... Simple Common sense...... The lack of it just makes me want to jump down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ever tell me its small thing okay???? Its not a small thing AT ALL okay. Do wrong still never mind, then waste everyone's time...... It is super serious can?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I spend so much effort together with the rest to create a safe place for rehearsal only for some people with no simple common sense to destroy it by walking in.... walking in LATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So super bad example..... It totally unravels my beliefs in certain values that I felt pride in upholding....... Other things I might be terrible at.... But at least I have a bottom line..... Now bottom line no more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was stunned by myself.... While discussing the issue at hand, suddenly I felt a surge of emotions so strong that I almost wanted to cry.... But I kept my voice very very calm and I suppressed my tears.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole night thereafter I kept reminding myself that this is not about me, the world doesnt revolve around me and so on.... I kept rationalising the whole episode to moderate whatever I was feeling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know as one of the stakeholders of the show, I have the right to be angry but not too angry. I kept telling myself I was too subjective......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, emotions are hard to explain and even harder to control.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stakeholders...... Backstage people considered stakeholder or not?? If so, why does it not feel like backstage people are stakeholders? Or do backstage people treat themselves as stakeholders?&lt;br /&gt;Why do backstage people need to be stakeholders? Do the job and fuck off can or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I really really felt like not doing all these anymore.... I really really really felt not crewing anymore..... Anyway I cant do backstage work well.... Screw this up screw that up piss this person off piss that person off........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is.... this was a wonderful lesson, a lesson to show that life isnt always fair, a lesson to show injustice is like biscuits at NTUC, cheap and available, a lesson to tell me why I shouldnt be crewing forever..... A lesson to show how disgusting and nonsensical people will be and a lesson to show why following rules and upholding boundaries are useless.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you people. Why don't you all just walk up the walls and stay there, or better....Out of my sight......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-600814641178156102?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/600814641178156102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=600814641178156102' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/600814641178156102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/600814641178156102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/07/jump-down-stairs-and-walk-up-walls.html' title='Jump down the stairs and Walk up the walls'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6730571683718060799</id><published>2009-06-11T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:31:17.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><title type='text'>Rehearsal Month</title><content type='html'>This is truly the month of rehearsals......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing rehearsals for two shows concurrently. One of them is the Boon Seng play: Bondage and then the other is by us ARTivate: CityS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other time I did two shows so close to each other was Zhou Chu and CBL back in Huay Guan...... That time proved to be super-disastrous because I was basically screwing up everything that I was doing.... Also because I was rather new to the professional way and was struggling to learn properly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time is different..... To my surprise, I managed to keep up and do my work properly.... Maybe because this is just the beginning..... ARTivate rehearsals started just one week ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, I am quite confident that I will do my work properly all the way to the end........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have no other choice.... Neither do I want to have that option.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I was so busy and sometimes quite tired with rehearsals, I am still quite happy doing it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly glad that I joined both productions.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsals are always so fun...... You never run out of things to see and learn and do and think about.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really think ARTivate rehearsals are the best.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, we were tasked to improvise a short play..... All you can see among the ARTivators are helping each other complete the task, coming up with ideas generously, accepting other people's ideas instead of fighting with each other to be heard, voluntarily helping to pass information around, practising hard to make sure they get things right and doing their part very eagerly instead of standing around waiting for the leader to do everything......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy and grateful to be in ARTivate...... All of us are so good together and the creative energy is just so........... touching.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday was like proof of what I was talking about.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just wonderous how the 10-plus of us young people work well together.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wanjing and Junwei are very fun directors to be with....... Both very different directors, but both fun to work with......... And you can learn quite alot by just observing how they do their stuff.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou everyone! Lets put up a good show in July and August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I pray I will go through safely as well.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6730571683718060799?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6730571683718060799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6730571683718060799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6730571683718060799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6730571683718060799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/06/rehearsal-month.html' title='Rehearsal Month'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-2183966403727084544</id><published>2009-05-29T17:19:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:00:21.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Things'/><title type='text'>Wayward Taiwan 2</title><content type='html'>Finally received some pictures that we took from Taiwan...... Kudos to Weiliang, Nat and Karin cause we took all these photos with their cameras.... I don't have a digital camera.... I didnt even brought a camera along... Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341176061711871986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-rVFEn7_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/_6tB-fSlk1s/s320/cape7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;In Kenting..... We went to find some of the shooting locations of Cape No. 7, Taiwan's hottest film of 2008...... This was the house for the main lead Van Fan, which is now turn into a major tourist attraction for fans of Cape No.7.... Didnt take too many photos here cause I was not a particularly big fan of Cape No.7, unlike the others..... and Nat thought she was Tomoko (female lead) so much that she left her camera in Tomoko's bag, which was on exhibition and picture taking purposes..... The irony is, if you realise, I insisted on no photos please but a photo was taken of me. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341174326080495634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-pwDV24BI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FDrKI9wsFmE/s320/dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MOST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;disgusting&lt;/em&gt; dinner that we had in Taiwan.... To come to think of it, it is the only time we ate something not nice in Taiwan.... Was in Kenting and this was some restaurant by the beach highway........ The sashimi was frozen with ice crystals in them when we were served.... The fried fish was so tough it could kill Gekleng if we hit him with it.... The variety of food not nice and limited.... Bleh.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341175045134824466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-qZ6BxNBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JgKOzKNwn6k/s320/7eleven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back to Kaoshiung from Kenting..... We were all burnt by the sun...... And I was really in a not-good mood because my skin was burnt so badly that I couldnt move my shoulders.... Once I move my shoulders I can feel pain like the skin was torn apart..... And we were all quite tired... And then NAT can STILL PRETEND to smile even though she is having mensus...... To think later she shout at me for something damn small..... Haha.... Not lah.... Nat and I are very good friends okay.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341177987534480674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-tFLUg5SI/AAAAAAAAAJo/REE5uhWwAqM/s320/ibun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Taroko National Park in Hualien.... We had to wear yellow helmets because of falling rocks.... But no rocks fell on us when we were there...... No animals were harmed during the taking of this picture....... iBun (the name of the rabbit) apparently wanted to travel down the river below us so we made a makeshift boat for it.... Rabbit is cute.... Person is also cute...... Haha.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341178899440763778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-t6Qb6g4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/gOUlGuHwJw4/s320/kungfu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; When not busy baby-sitting iBun, I had a chance of practising my martial arts..... This move was from 降龙十八掌(18 Dragon-Slaying Palms) ...... made famous by Hong Qi and Guo Jing. Look at the huge indentation I made in the rock.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taroko reminded me of Hua Mountains where the top exponents would scale to have a gongfu observation event.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341180304168518658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-vMBdHBAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/JDIiP4e_n-w/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makeshift birthday celebration..... The first time I celebrated my birthday away from home.... The first time I am overseas on my birthday....... But was damn touched cause I forgot it was my own birthday that day..... It was just like any other holiday day..... Was in the middle of singing when the screen froze and my friends burst into the room with the cake.... Took me quite awhile to realise they were celebrating my birthday because I was still wondering why my song was jammed in the middle..... Although the cake was made out of slices provided by the KTV buffet..... But I was very very very very very very touched...... See my shocked face..... Thank you everyone.... CK, Nat Karin, Weiliang and the pig Gekleng.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341181506253666162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-wR_kit3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/UCfV8fvi41U/s320/disgusting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex-fiancee and me..... HAHA kidding...... that night on the rooftop of our hotel..... But behind the camera there were like three other people HOR.... So don't think we were doing any indecent thing on the rooftop hor......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember whether this was before we had the showdown or after..... but either way that night was way too fun to forget in a long long while.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341182344622949042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-xCyvWwrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/lgxOQMrvPq8/s320/train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way up Ali-Shan....... The train ride was damn interesting but we were all quite tired..... But Alishan temperature is so suitable for me..... Cause it is like 17 degrees celcius..... Literally cool right? Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More photos coming up.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha&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;/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/15061950-2183966403727084544?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2183966403727084544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2183966403727084544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2183966403727084544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2183966403727084544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/05/wayward-taiwan-2.html' title='Wayward Taiwan 2'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sh-rVFEn7_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/_6tB-fSlk1s/s72-c/cape7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5186104927434445277</id><published>2009-05-25T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:41:20.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><title type='text'>Wayward Taiwan</title><content type='html'>Went to Taiwan for a short trip after my exams with Nat, Karin, Gekleng, Weiliang and CK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was only 9 days, it didnt really seem that short a trip......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the 9 days, we literally travelled round Taiwan: Taipei-Hsin Chu-Tai Chung-AliShan-Kaoshiung-Kenting-Kaoshiung-Hualien-Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened along the way.... We got to know new people (&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;), we got to see old people (&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Zhong Kunhua&lt;/span&gt;!), we got to know our friends better (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Karin&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;), we healed (me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pig&lt;/span&gt;), we showdown-ed, we revealed, we bought (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Karin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nat&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pig&lt;/span&gt;), we shopped (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Karin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nat &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pig&lt;/span&gt;), we ate (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pig&lt;/span&gt;), we questioned, we answered, we quarreled, we pillow-fought (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Karin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pig&lt;/span&gt;), we shouted (&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nat&lt;/span&gt;), we fell (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pig&lt;/span&gt;), we ran, we laughed, we cycled, we tanned, we danced (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Karin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nat &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nurse&lt;/span&gt;), we sang, we screamed (&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nat&lt;/span&gt;).........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things were good, some things not so good...... but at the end of the day it was just way way too fun to be over..... When I had to leave them early to come back to Singapore, I felt lost for the first two days...... And I missed everyone......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip did me quite abit of good..... I am not sure why myself.... but I felt different when I came back.... I also don't quite know what is different..... But I just know that I am different from before..... Different in a good way......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the fun and relaxation recharged me.....But I am quite sure it was more than that........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole trip I never stopped thinking....... Reading made me think alot... So did walking down the slopes of Chu-Shan..... Sometimes it was about me.... sometimes it was about others...... sometimes it was about life and death and love........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like even when you are half a longitude away from home, your troubles will always follow you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I am so glad I went on the trip...... Stepping outside to the colourful and wayward world opens up your eyes to many things..... Being away from home gives you your much needed space......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day..... maybe I am going to live away from home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see more, to learn more, to live more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am ready of course.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5186104927434445277?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5186104927434445277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5186104927434445277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5186104927434445277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5186104927434445277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/05/wayward-taiwan.html' title='Wayward Taiwan'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-2293157119424642863</id><published>2009-04-08T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:04:28.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Science Project</title><content type='html'>Final Year Project Plus Thesis is just like a year-long big project plus lab report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just that this super big project and lab report is like four modules worth of credit.....Finally almost going to be done with it. Just going to be so glad when it is all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NF-kB Transcription Factor Assay - Nuclear protein levels after CD137 Treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322256650843806418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sdx0ObUBWtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XgtIJdQwRUA/s320/mm5+tfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RT-PCR of IkB-a after CD137 Activation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322255587880950386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SdxzQjd7WnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7Rf9ZlhuQXc/s320/IKba+fold+change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15061950-2293157119424642863?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2293157119424642863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2293157119424642863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2293157119424642863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2293157119424642863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/04/science-project.html' title='Science Project'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Sdx0ObUBWtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XgtIJdQwRUA/s72-c/mm5+tfa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-8067663832805527482</id><published>2009-03-23T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:50:26.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>A New Person . Turn Over</title><content type='html'>Being focused on your own problems make you have a very narrow scope of life. You become inward looking and loses sight of everything and everyone else..... As my friend Natalie puts it, my dictionary only has 'me' and nobody else in it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or others might say: In my opinion, the world revolves around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I am not like that in the past..... In the very far past....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened in late 2006. Since then, I have been very busy fending off my problems and fending for myself..... As observed from my blog postings, my life perpetuates a progessive but seismic shift from a look towards the outside world to a careful and deep examination of the problematic life I have.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then, more problems arose..... From one event led on to the other.....  I got so involved in reacting to all these changes that nothing else seemed to matter more.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear turned to emo, emo turned to depression, depression turned to selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How scary is the change.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was painful..... Because while I wanted my &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absolute Soul Field&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to grow, it shrinked even further....... People broke through to my innermost soul easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time proved to be the best medicine for any damage taken..... Somehow, all my injuries evaporated silently yet gradually with time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with some guidance, patience and reminders from people, I stepped out from the dark clouds of the past......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become somewhat outward looking once more.... I have come to realise that by focusing on other people, you become less inward-looking. You heal, you become less selfish.... You become more concious of the presence of other things and people......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it provides an escape to your own problems, albeit a temporary one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at other people strengthened my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Absolute Soul Field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I can feel it..... Nobody broke through anymore......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can continue to be outward looking.... to look out for people.... to think for people first before thinking about myself......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my friend Karin, who is truly truly altruistic. Whatver she does, she always think about others first......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop starting sentences with 'I', I want to stop finishing sentences with 'me'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a new person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8067663832805527482?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8067663832805527482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8067663832805527482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8067663832805527482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8067663832805527482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-person-turn-over.html' title='A New Person . Turn Over'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-8543099551294157131</id><published>2009-03-12T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:23:12.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Forever Enthralled</title><content type='html'>Long time no see......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1 millionth time since the inception of this blog, I am wondering if anyone is still checking my blog regularly for updates.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to faithful readers..... Been abit too busy.. Maybe soon I would go back to regular updates, when my life is much more interesting than Lab and endless pipetting, incubation, washing and mixing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still visiting, maybe you are forever enthralled by this blog... That or you are just pure kay poh. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been up to nothing much lately.... Just school and my final year project is taking up MOST of the time..... Got so many movies to watch but really really no time.... Gearing up towards finishing my FYP and thesis......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other two things I do besides boring school work is just attending lessons at DB (which is like more lessons) as well as watching TV......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually attending lessons at DB is not like school classes.... I think they are more interesting, more fun and more possibilities..... Invoke thinking in me that Molecular and Cell Biology has never got me to, build my character in a way that Science would never be able to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say Science is bad for me.... It certainly taught me not to be afraid of failing.... To be able to tolerate losing and failure......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday finally got to watch 'Forever Enthralled' by Chen Kaige.... Not a particularly great film...... But loved the english title.... Cause I think it truly reflects the love that the China Chinese has for Mei Lan Fang and their attitude towards him..... Forever Enthralled......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Hope will finally have more interesting things to update soon.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8543099551294157131?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8543099551294157131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8543099551294157131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8543099551294157131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8543099551294157131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/03/forever-enthralled.html' title='Forever Enthralled'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-5887984201079304472</id><published>2009-02-11T19:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:10:35.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>那时。Lost Innocence</title><content type='html'>那时候，我们还&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;年轻&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，我们都&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;天真&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，我们很&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，我们不是&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一个人&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，我们不懂得&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;珍惜&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，世界只有&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;我们&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，世界是&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;彩色的&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，世界没那么&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;复杂&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......是&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;从前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;老师是对的。谁也不能阻挡岁月的流逝.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在，不一样了...... 都&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;长大了&lt;/span&gt;......不再&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;天真&lt;/span&gt;，不一定&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;，只懂得&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;怀念&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在，我是&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;一个人&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有一天有机会再见面，我宁愿&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;不要&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重逢后总有一天要道别，不懂得珍惜就不要再见。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;好&lt;/span&gt;......希望你也&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;很好&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望你真正&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FAREWELL&lt;/span&gt;, 陌生人......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5887984201079304472?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5887984201079304472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5887984201079304472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5887984201079304472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5887984201079304472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-innocence.html' title='那时。Lost Innocence'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-6732093698767209346</id><published>2009-02-02T18:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:43:23.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>Shokudo Fest Plus Huayi Fest</title><content type='html'>New Year is also the season to watch alot of theatre shows cause there is the Huayi Festival, which is a festival to celebrate and showcase Chinese Arts and Culture spearheaded by the Esplanade......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shokudo&lt;/span&gt; to eat and then Esplanade to watch &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whispers'&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;em&gt;The Finger Players&lt;/em&gt; with Tze and Tianz.... Photos are worth thousands of words so I shall not say to much... Lazy to type anyway....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298144819292995282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbKpHKI_tI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wjttS8r4ND8/s320/goodlooking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well-taken photo. Haha. So good looking right? Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298145153193111794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbK8jCIcPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R68Z64G9EAc/s320/n591038972_2035267_9984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shokudo. Fantastic Food but the service really sucks.... The bill takes like 1 million years to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298145497170030706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbLQkcnsHI/AAAAAAAAAII/4d8azKKyPOI/s320/n591038972_2035286_7864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Why so serious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298146193263754450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbL5FmS_NI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/z99gK2V-xCY/s320/Cream+Pasta.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The creamy mushroom pasta which I ordered. Tze was damn unhappy that I ordered this and she keep complaining about it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298146446051761074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbMHzTp27I/AAAAAAAAAIY/1Gk8766kKzs/s320/Wrong+Pasta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Was demostrating to Tze hui how to act like she was damn angry and complaining about the pasta for the photo and she took this.... Looks so real, like I am damn angry with the stupid pasta.... Haha I am a natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298146887514560386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbMhf4ll4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/GUJp_LN5ERs/s320/SiaoChabor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kunhua say they really know how to wear clothes but they are just xiao char bor in elegant clothes cause they wear damn nice but they talk damn loudly in Shokudo.... Ultra-embarassing can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298147307575074898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbM58u0YFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_GA79KWDgis/s320/Avant+Garde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Avant Garde Photography at its best. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298147540573940898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbNHguE7KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gVJsml6k4yI/s320/Idiot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Super idiotic photograph.... Haha. Ultra stupid.... The great HKT brand of dark humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For more photos, please visit my Facebook profile..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6732093698767209346?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6732093698767209346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6732093698767209346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6732093698767209346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6732093698767209346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/02/shokudo-fest-plus-huayi-fest.html' title='Shokudo Fest Plus Huayi Fest'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SYbKpHKI_tI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wjttS8r4ND8/s72-c/goodlooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-1833172943914310860</id><published>2009-01-30T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:55:24.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Decided to do away with the 'happy 牛 year' thing that everyone is doing..... Just replaced it with the normal 'happy new year' on my post title....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super-number 1 question that comes into my mind everytime this cheesy phrase appears somewhere is 'Who the hell invented this?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the number 1 question that comes into my mind 2.5 seconds right after the super-number 1 question is 'Did anybody do it 12 years ago?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the number 2 question is 'Why did we take so long to think of this super cheesy phrase?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the third question is 'If it is recycled, then why the hell we didnt of a better one for this OX year?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually I don't exactly see what is going to be so happy about this year...... Like what 1000 other world analysts or experts said, this is going to be a year for battle of wills and test of patience......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day was reading this fortune-telling book that predict our fortunes for the year of ox. It is said that the rats are going to have a good year...... And I saw something similar in a TV program as well.... 平步青云.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its time my fortunes improved...... The last few years wasn't exactly smooth sailing for me...... Its high time the rats turned for the better.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my belief comes from my feeling..... I can feel it..... The surge of good times ahead of me....&lt;br /&gt;Every year I could feel if I am going to have a good year ahead or not..... And this year, I can really feel the tides turning strongly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, my intuition is right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent't been updating my blog much... Either too busy or too lazy...... But when I try, I have no inspiration at all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my life is just getting boring.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But new year is becoming quite fun...... I think as your friends increase in number, your activities increase during new year as well....... When I was young I just stayed at my aunt's house and go whenever my parents went.... Super bored cause there was nothing much to do.... Now I have so many friends' house to visit..... I literally have no time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Valentine's Day is coming soon again..... To me, its a rubbish day.... Maybe just in Singapore it is..... Or any other place where it has become so commercialized that it becomes rubbish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares..... Not as if I have a Valentine to celebrate with......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour grapes..... Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1833172943914310860?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1833172943914310860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1833172943914310860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1833172943914310860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1833172943914310860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-8173516003329941648</id><published>2008-12-14T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:23:38.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Mahjong Loser</title><content type='html'>Friday night was a rare night free......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play mahjong with Wanyi, Shanshan and the pig (Gekleng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah Piang usually lose money is because other people release bombs and pull me go and die together one loh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then god knows yesterday kenna what kind of dog shit luck then I release quite a few bombs myself. Somemore release big bombs like 5 doubles or 4 doubles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lost the most.... Like $27 dollars plus plus.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the money is not a problem but losing makes me feel like...... a loser. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I lost (as Gekleng WILL say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am a loser (Which I am not. If I am a loser, then what is Gekleng? Haha)&lt;br /&gt;2) My mahjong skills dropped (Yah I think so also. So long never play mahjong already)&lt;br /&gt;3) I offend people then they curse me (Maybe)&lt;br /&gt;4) Never go Waterloo Street very long already (Guanyin Ma unhappy)&lt;br /&gt;5) Did the Ba Xing Bao Xi ritual with Gekleng (Everytime do it will lose badly instead of improve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay off to do work.... In the lab on Sunday. Loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8173516003329941648?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8173516003329941648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8173516003329941648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8173516003329941648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8173516003329941648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/12/mahjong-loser.html' title='Mahjong Loser'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-8261662904165342077</id><published>2008-12-11T16:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:11:07.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exciting Stuff'/><title type='text'>Katekyo Hitman Reborn (家庭教师)</title><content type='html'>Lately watching a new ongoing anime series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278451802342728418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SUDT8qKoouI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TBE5oE1ZoP0/s320/0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Katekyo Hitman Reborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;家庭教师里包恩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually not I start watching first one. My sister watched on Channel 56 (Starhub) And then some days when I went home early, I would just stand next to the dining table and watch a few minutes......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, I was being drawn into watching more and more episodes until I am so addicted now.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know.... I guess its just the standard familiar themes that surround most series that attracts me to this one as well...... Humanity, friendship, fighting spirit, weak people becoming strong etc......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But also, 'Reborn' wins me over with a large dose of irreverent humor.... They set up absolutely the most crazy and funny situations..... and while every other character goes through these situations as if they were the most normal things to happen, the main character gets dragged along unwillingly and accompanied with the seemingly most sane comments about his insane circumstances that becomes very funny....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you get alot of things.... Drama, fighting etc.... but unlike other series where they sometimes take themselves too seriously, 'Reborn' doesnt.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that suits people like me.... Who sometimes don't like to take things too seriously......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they have very very cool characters......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite is Mukuro Rokudo  六道骸 cause he has very powerful illusionary combat abilities and is able to posess living things, including humans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278452261740108498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SUDUXZjgWtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/my4MB4Tn5xQ/s320/9-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, never have been so crazy about anime ever since Neon Genesis Evangelion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go watch on youtube. Its really really very good..... if you are anime lovers do try. &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/15061950-8261662904165342077?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8261662904165342077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8261662904165342077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8261662904165342077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8261662904165342077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/12/katekyo-hitman-reborn.html' title='Katekyo Hitman Reborn (家庭教师)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SUDT8qKoouI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TBE5oE1ZoP0/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-7209972803326405299</id><published>2008-12-09T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:27:07.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Friends'/><title type='text'>FTB: Jewel In The Palace (酬友宴之大长今)</title><content type='html'>In case anybody is wondering what the hell is FTB, it stands for Friend Thanking Banquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This banquet is held yearly to thank my closest friends (in Singapore at the time of the banquet, that excludes people like N/K and KH. Happy lah. Happy some more in Hong Kong loh. Haha) for the year's care and concern for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for last year's inaugural FTB was 'The Banquet' inspired by the movie of the same name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year it will be 'Jewel In the Palace'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unlike last year where there was nothing much to do and Gekleng dominated the conversation with his blabberings (as usual), there will be games to be played this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Can't wait to see the poor guests' exasperated faces trying to get through games designed by the great HKT logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7209972803326405299?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7209972803326405299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7209972803326405299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7209972803326405299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7209972803326405299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/12/ftb-jewel-in-palace.html' title='FTB: Jewel In The Palace (酬友宴之大长今)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-5240433635610108243</id><published>2008-12-06T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:24:08.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry things'/><title type='text'>Phone Ops Ask The Darnest Questions</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was late for lab. So I ordered a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway wait here wait there wait until dulan then the taxi havent come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called the Comfort (not at all comforting I must say) call station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the following conversation ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Phone Op&lt;/span&gt;: Sir, you need a taxi now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;K.T.&lt;/span&gt; : No, I booked one just now. It is still not here yet. Can you kindly help me check?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Phone Op&lt;/span&gt;: Are you the passenger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah Piang. Why else did she think I would bother to call if I am not the passenger? For the rest of the conversation I kept my voice steady and kept forcing all the bad words back down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it turned out that the taxi driver arrived at another road and another passenger insisted he was the one that called the cab. The taxi driver just picked up the stupid guy without bothering to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?!!!!! Why don't the stupid passenger go to hell for taking others' cab when obviously he was not the one who booked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to hell with the phone op who processed my booking. I ALREADY SAID I am waiting along Yishun Ave 2 but she just had to enter 'main road'. Who the hell would know where is 'main road'? Too lazy or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the phone op who picked up the phone when I called back was just simply CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better still, 15 minutes after the entire episode, the taxi driver who picked up wrong passenger sms-ed me 'Taxi arrive. Thank you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO WHAT IF YOUR FUCKING TAXI ARRIVED!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT DIDN"T PICK ME UP!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I already calmed down and not feel so pissed because I managed to get a cab without booking. But the taxi driver just had to send such a message. Made my fire even bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste my phone bill waste my time and waste my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn damn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5240433635610108243?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5240433635610108243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5240433635610108243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5240433635610108243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5240433635610108243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/12/phone-ops-ask-darnest-questions.html' title='Phone Ops Ask The Darnest Questions'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-2996009248403528078</id><published>2008-12-04T18:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:58:14.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>Food For KT's Thought 1</title><content type='html'>This blog posting consists of two separate 'dishes'.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHahahahahahaha! Get it? (Wipe off my tears of laughter) Oh I am sooooooo humorous..... (Roll around on the floor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh what laugh? So funny meh? XIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dead Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw a dead bird on a small road behind the lab building.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ants were crawling all over it, carrying bits and pieces of the dead bird bit by bit away to wherever they stay at..... Feather bits, flesh parts, unidentifiable parts.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skull of the bird can already been seen..... The eyeballs are being hollowed out by the ants and decomposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny. But when we are dead and buried in a coffin, the same process will eventually happen to us. Its weird. Its disgusting.... but it is all but part of the natural process or cycle of nutrients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..... But it sounds so natural and unthinkable when it is put that way... 'Cycle of Nutrients'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be cremated when I die..... A much much less disgusting and faster process of reducing me to nutrients after I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing like 50cm away from the dead bird..... There was no rotting stench..... I hesitated to go forward to look.... I am not sure if I can stand the sight if I go very near......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the bird was thinking about just before it died..... I wonder if it knew that it was near its end..... I wonder how it really died...... Why did it choose to die by the roadside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I would know when I am near my end.... I wonder how would the 'ultimate last' be for me. Is it really true that people would know when their end is near.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not scary for me..... But I just want to find out when and where and how. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my ultimate last, I hope I can muster a mockingly quiet laugh. I hope I can say 'So this is my last. Farewell'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Live Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met JP for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of weird, but I am not really really close to JP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my senior in JC. And after that, he was my recruit and trained under me for 2 months plus in BMTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we met occasionally after NS. So technically although I knew him for 4 plus years, we are not really really close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can still sit together and have dinner. And we could connect very very well......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of weird..... Strange..... But its sort of wonderful as well..... Its not everyday you have such friends.... which are hard to come by.... And must be cherished........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people step into your life and then leave..... Some people left but they come back into your life again.... Some people just stay permanently.... Some people leave forever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be heartbreaking sometimes..... But look on the bright side, those who stay behind..... they are your true friends I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-2996009248403528078?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2996009248403528078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2996009248403528078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2996009248403528078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2996009248403528078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-for-kts-thought-1.html' title='Food For KT&apos;s Thought 1'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-660976456311163019</id><published>2008-11-29T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:49:43.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>Mad Mad World</title><content type='html'>What the hell happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two days never read newspaper or follow the news then the world turned sort of topsy-turvy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumbai under seige by terrorists. One Singaporean died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAD demonstrators/protestors storm the airports and paralysed air travel into and out of the Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thailand one not very surprising. It has dragged on for so long already and surely the PAD has to take on even more drastic actions to acheive their aims and goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mumbai? Why Mumbai? No warning signs at all and suddenly they are under siege by terrorists.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clash over ideals..... Very very scary. People can kill each other over ideals. People can also stop each other from dying just because they believe in something not everyone else believes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world has gone totally mad.... Loss of common sense.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went out with girl1 and girl2. We went ViVO to eat 'Marche' and draw money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are the loudest people in Marche lah.... Yak yak yak away at the top of our voices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But very long never eat marche already. And we went crazy yesterday night..... Especially when you go out with girl2..... She huh, spend money like water one loh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate oysters, lots of different pastry, rosti with sausage, soup, pizza and drinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then laugh laugh laugh like mad..... Because of bread.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt girl1 very different already. Last time her fav line is always 'I don't know' but now she is so full of opinion on everything..... And she is so much more mature now... Good for you girl1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we just talk about a galaxy of things and then bitch about so many people......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very long never meet them..... very long never had so much fun with them already.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do it soon again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-660976456311163019?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/660976456311163019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=660976456311163019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/660976456311163019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/660976456311163019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/11/mad-mad-world.html' title='Mad Mad World'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-503373929432196554</id><published>2008-11-28T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:12:36.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>Monkey Committee</title><content type='html'>Note from author: This is an ultra-controversial blog posting. You have to read it carefully to understand the intricacies between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group of people whom I am describing, I am definitely going to have a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;showdown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with them next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caution&lt;/span&gt;: This is an one-sided account of the monkey committee. Please listen to them as well, then make your decision on which side you would stand on. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Monkey Committee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a bunch of monkeys in a small small hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were the very old and wise monkeys, the soon-to-be-grown-up (STBGU) monkeys, the young monkeys and the young young monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the STBGU monkeys did not see eye-to-eye with the old and wise monkeys. And they liked the environment in other huts better. So one by one, slowly but surely, they left quietly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old monkeys thought it was okay. Their reason was that young monkeys were suppose to grow up and replace STBGU monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STBGU monkeys were quite important, as they help guide over the young and the young young monkeys and help in their development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a group of young monkeys took over from the STBGU monkeys, with the blessings of the old and wise ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, this group of young monkeys seem to be doing a good job at replacing all these STBGU monkeys that left.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon, their heads grew bigger and bigger...... Their hearts became colder and colder.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, they took things into their own hands. They abused the old hierachy left beind by a smart STBGU and created a close-up committee to rule over the rest of the young monkeys. They called it the CLOSED-committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They defied the old monkeys and tried to direct the younger monkeys to outmanouvere the old and wise monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They felt that they should be allowed to do anything. Nobody should restrict them. There is no 'right or wrong'. In their eyes, those who praise them are good. Those who agree with them are good. Those who object are very bad. Those who disagree should be banished far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the collective voice of the CLOSED-committee, they lorded over the young monkeys. They gave jobs in the hut to those that agreed with them. They admitted people into the CLOSED-committee who they like. Those that they don't like, the CLOSED-committee just ignored them whenever they have something to say. 'WE MUST MOVE ON' they yell to the young ones 'NOBODY WILL STOP US'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think they know best. They always will insist that they are the best. After all, they hold all the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old and wise monkeys turned a blind eye to all these trouble. As long as the CLOSED committee doesn't cross any lines, they would keep quiet..... Some say they don't even know what has been going on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely, the CLOSED committee realised that they were facing problems. They couldn't support the system that they created. They tried to ignore the problems they faced. They know that they are creating these problems that they are trying to solve, but they refused to face up. They tried to run away from the problems, hoping that the problems would go away by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They knew that if they faced up to their problems, the CLOSED-committee would fall apart. They would lose their absolute grip on the young monkeys. They would lose the capacity to do anything they like. They will lose everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old and wise monkeys started to become concious of the problems. They tried to do something about it. But alas, the CLOSED-committee out-manouvered them once again, like they always do. After all, the CLOSED-committee was closer to the ground than the old and wise monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many young monkeys then started to see the failings of the CLOSED-committee. Small whispers started amongst themselves. Then they grew louder and louder. But the CLOSED-committee still was able to ignore these dissendents as they still deceived enough monkeys to believe that they could still lead the young monkeys. They silenced the young monkeys who disagreed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When committees are doing a bad job, they should just all move aside so that we can change people to do the job and see whether we can have anything new and productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'强弩之末，不可穿苟布' ~&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-503373929432196554?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/503373929432196554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=503373929432196554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/503373929432196554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/503373929432196554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/11/monkey-committee.html' title='Monkey Committee'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-9212536285429990553</id><published>2008-11-16T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:18:59.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film Stuff'/><title type='text'>My So Called Love 爱的发声练习</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;A new Taiwanese film is coming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow I can't post the video on my blog, so here is the website link on youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9fOGpydXdY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9fOGpydXdY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very stong team.......&lt;br /&gt;Produced by Hsu Li Kong, who produced Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, Wedding Banquet and Pushing Hands. Some of my favourite movies....&lt;br /&gt;Then directed by Leading Lee, whom I am not sure who he is....&lt;br /&gt;Cast includes 大S Barbie Hsu, Eddie Peng (Peng Yuyan), Easton Dong and Joseph Chang (Zhang Xiao Quan)..... Wayward Kenting gave me a very good impression of Peng Yuyan, while Eternal Summer made me pay attention to Joseph Chang.....&lt;br /&gt;And I like 大S very much. Less than her sister but still very very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway the trailer made the movie look quite nice... And the movie scores are very nice, cause they are done up by Mavis Fan Xiao Xuan..... I keep humming the theme song after awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So if it comes to Singapore I would watch...&lt;br /&gt;Would you?&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the trailer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-9212536285429990553?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/9212536285429990553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=9212536285429990553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9212536285429990553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9212536285429990553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='My So Called Love 爱的发声练习'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-154898044760908124</id><published>2008-11-14T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:36:00.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>The Retro-reflectionist (后反思者之言)</title><content type='html'>永远都不会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请别说话.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说再多也攻不破&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;绝对领域&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤害留下的只不过是幻想和回忆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一转身离开，就不可能再回头了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;保重......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安康.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-154898044760908124?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/154898044760908124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=154898044760908124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/154898044760908124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/154898044760908124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/11/retro-reflectionist.html' title='The Retro-reflectionist (后反思者之言)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-4825030419149034812</id><published>2008-11-02T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T04:01:59.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'最困难的事就是人的事了'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;郑尚宫&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;大长今&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was admitted into hospital yesterday. Doctor said she has pneumonia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first my mother only had gastric infection or something like that.... Then yesterday she complained of chest pain and muscle pain.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has funny thinking.... She said she didnt think it was necessary to go to the hospital.... Lucky my aunt insisted that my sister brought my mother to the hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how many people died because they complained of chest pain and muscle pain and people thought it was not so serious at first.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I was not at home... If not I confirm send my mother immediately to the A &amp;amp; E. This kind of thing don't play.... Nothing is too trivial when it comes to pain in the body.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When visiting my mother in the hospital today, I realise it is very strange.... Only when she is staying in the hospital then I have the chance to sit down and talk to her properly.... Kind of weird that my sister and I exchanged more phone calls in the past two days when my mother is in hospital than the last 3 years combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't start saying that I should spend more time with my mother lah, I should show her more concern lah blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us are very busy. She holds two jobs. I work in the lab, in tuition and in school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think there is enough concern to go around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mother start complaining during the visit that my father don't want to come back to Singapore.... That she is very tired about rushing in and out of the house to work.... that she has to worry about a lot of things, that my father should come back to help out cause he cannot find any work, that my aunt lent us alot of money for us to get by..... and so on and so forth.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick people like to say sad things.... My mother say she think Father only want to come back when she is dead to see her dead body..... Aiyah say all these things for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father also very funny one.... He say come back to Singapore want to smoke also difficult.... Stay in China better cause the cigarettes are cheaper can smoke more packets....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother don't understand.... Actually I also don't understand..... What sort of theory is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he don't want to come back because he got nobody to talk to him here... There is better, he is more suited to the culture and way of life there, and he has more relatives there also. He is more carefree....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't know what to say also.... Real life has no easy answers I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank my aunt though... My mother only mentioned that she is living from day to day and my aunt automatically transferred money to my mother without her asking.... But she has her own expensive medical fees to pay......And she still go to the hospital to visit my mother when she herself is not well......Bless her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young I always wished that I would grow up quickly so that I can go out whenever I want and eat whatever I want and drink all the soft drinks I want and do whatever I want.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now grow up already, I wished I was young and carefree again.... The world of adults have way too many dark and complex problems that I don't want to get involved in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now on the MRT I realise that all these problems come about because of money... All the unhappiness comes about because of the lack of money.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we had money Mom no need to hold two jobs.... Father can stay in China.... My mother no need to worry about my sister's education bank loan, she also no need to worry about my second sister's education fees, she also no need to always borrow money from my aunt and feel paiseh about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is very important.... It is not everything.... but still it is something important..... It is not because I love money.... But circumstances force me. Force us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;形势.... You know? Circumstances......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government want us to get married and have children.... Have many many.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you now.... Over my dead body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own self cannot take care and feed already still want to bring children into this world to eat up my finances.... Then always make them suffer for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little suffering is good for the child.... Always make it difficult for them for what?? Cannot take care of kids and have them for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have enough problem kids already.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be like my parents like that.... worry about money... quarrel directly or indirectly over money...... Old already still have to work hard to bring money so that children can eat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure got people say that's because I haven't found the person I want to have children with.... Then got others will say how is it possible that there is such a person...... Say what you like, think what you want.... Lets see how much bad karma you want to accumulate.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a radical or extremist or whatever.... You are not in my shoes and I don't think you have the right to comment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time ago, my mother scolded me for even thinking of going overseas because I have no money to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my life is hard.... But having children will make it worse..... I don't want to have children to come share my troubles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what I am saying.... I just know that whenever I think of all this I feel very angry and fustrated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry and fustrated at what I also don't know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there are worse off people...... I saw 'Born into Brothrels' and 'Sicko' and this and that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say I feel pissed not just for myself.... But for all these people as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'天下间最难的事就是人的事'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-4825030419149034812?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4825030419149034812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4825030419149034812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4825030419149034812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4825030419149034812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/11/hospital.html' title='Hospital'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5920609031124180397</id><published>2008-10-28T03:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:47:02.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>让我流泪的人，谢谢！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'我把心留下来，身体给了它'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时候，谢幕一开始，我立刻意识到这一切将在那一刻终止。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果，我做了我最拿手的事情......逃避。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我实在没有办法亲眼目睹。光纤亮丽的舞台，观众赞赏与认同的掌声，表演者兴奋却又些许不舍的笑容.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有所有的人里面，我想只有老师发现我立刻不见了，跑到后台去收拾东西，准备撤出剧院。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我怕我撑不住，我把我崩溃，我怕有人看到我伤心难过的样子......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闭幕场之前，老师说了一句话，已经让我坚持不住了.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'这样对你不好。会成为大家的心魔'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人家弃我而去，老师却总是站在我这里，替我着想。我想应该有人看到我当时的反应，但是没有人敢来问我，因为我是大家的心魔，也因为我下了道指令，要所有人都不能靠近我和老师谈话的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来我和老师说了什么，我不太记得了。我只记得我对老师说她是对的。&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;谁也没有办法阻挡岁月的流逝。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;其实老师从来没有直接说过这句话，是我从她的话里隐射的。是她提醒我的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老师不知道，这只不过是成长的必经之路......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有任何人知道，因为没有任何一个人完全明白我的想法。口风紧的人说一些，不信任的人不说，大嘴巴的人更是没话好讲。心里没有人进的去的地方，就叫 '绝对领域'。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要谢谢真正使我流泪的人，因为流泪就代表我有痛觉，有痛觉就代表我还活着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使有再多的伤害和难过也无所谓，证明我还是活着......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道为什么，刚才看电视的时候，我惊觉我慢慢的清醒过来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我流泪的人，谢谢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以后不会再有了。我不会永远都那么天真，那么傻乎乎的。绝对领域慢慢的在扩大着......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我没那么容易把东西忘了，但是总该说声谢谢......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'如其不才，君可自取'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;刘备&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我终于取舍了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5920609031124180397?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5920609031124180397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5920609031124180397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5920609031124180397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5920609031124180397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_28.html' title='让我流泪的人，谢谢！'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-287567422825287247</id><published>2008-10-17T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:54:45.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>诀别诗</title><content type='html'>又一位友人离开了。。。。。。而且一分开，我们永远都见不着面了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本来想在离别前碰面，可惜形势不允许。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道为什么，这几年身边的人都一个一个离我而去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走之前一直想传简讯叫友人不要和我道别，因为我怕我难过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是每次手指到了手机键盘上的时候，我老是犹豫，因为我不想承认我不舍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不舍又怎样？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"要走的人始终会走，留也留不住"&lt;/span&gt; ~HKT, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果，装没事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;装没事是我自我保护最强的武器。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;装没事，任何人连半步都跨不进我的心房。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后，要走的人终于走了。我没留，也留不住&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老师是&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;对&lt;/span&gt;的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;谁也不能阻挡岁月的流逝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"楼已空，情还在"&lt;/span&gt; ~HKT, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in real life&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/15061950-287567422825287247?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/287567422825287247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=287567422825287247' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/287567422825287247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/287567422825287247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_17.html' title='诀别诗'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-8503555338898463623</id><published>2008-10-02T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:19:18.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>壮志未酬</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SORtKxL6FtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oaptWn9-OFg/s1600-h/Jeyaretnam_185x270_407045a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252443097190242002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SORtKxL6FtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oaptWn9-OFg/s320/Jeyaretnam_185x270_407045a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joshua Benjamin Jeyaretnam&lt;br /&gt;1926 - 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;出师未捷身先死&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天意弄人啊。怎么不让J.B.J.先生多留几年，让他完成他的梦想呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他并不一定是个伟大的政治家，可是他绝对是个勇敢，坚强的政治家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再辛苦还是坚持，再艰难也从未退缩，这种精神让人感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.B.J.先生让我佩服的地方，就是他没钱也无所谓，面对强大的恶势力也不畏惧。我没有办法做到。如果没有钱，我无法想象。如果遇到强权，我不会主张对抗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天在读报纸。读到他破产时到处卖书来还债，我觉得他很可怜，为他难过。如果我看到他在卖书，我一定会买一本，做为我帮忙对抗强权出的一份力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他的儿子说他不肯开刀做心脏手术，因为他深信：“When your time is up, your time is up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也是这么认为。老师是对的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;谁也不能阻挡岁月的流逝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.B.J.先生，黄泉路上走好。希望你到一个没有恶势力的地方生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;珍重......安康&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8503555338898463623?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8503555338898463623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8503555338898463623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8503555338898463623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8503555338898463623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='壮志未酬'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/SORtKxL6FtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oaptWn9-OFg/s72-c/Jeyaretnam_185x270_407045a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5006532717439600666</id><published>2008-09-24T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:59:16.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>The Lousy Script</title><content type='html'>刚刚才和庆亮谈我最近写关于大便的剧本。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只能说：‘这个世界是灰暗的！’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开玩笑的。别当真。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是真的有很多问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多逻辑，思考，构思，概念和技术上的问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我自己听了，我都想叫自己去吃大便。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写的时候都一只觉得哪里不对劲，可是就是说不出一个所以然，只知道有问题。现在听老师教，立即茅塞顿开。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回去想想，整理思绪，从新来过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“群雄并争天下，与君不能相提并论，憾之、亏之、恨之、气之”&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5006532717439600666?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5006532717439600666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5006532717439600666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5006532717439600666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5006532717439600666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/09/lousy-script.html' title='The Lousy Script'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-3611643299049597789</id><published>2008-09-20T18:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:57:32.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>As Tears Go By</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"谁也无法阻挡岁月的流逝"&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to visit my aunt in the hospital. She just had an operation to remove her tumor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to her ward, my mind had this image of her which I was so used to seeing for the past 23 years since I grew concious of this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had I once stop to think that chemotherapy and operation would have greatly adverse effects on the appearance of a person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for being a Life Science student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走入病房，打开布帘的时候，我所看到的阿姨，瞬间让我有种错愕感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的脸非常苍白，皱纹明显许多，整个人看起来非常虚弱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我顿时意识到：阿姨老了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我成长的这二十三年中，阿姨不知不觉老了，病毒、药物、治疗更是加快了这个过程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我并没有漏出惊讶的表情，若无其事的打招呼，问候她，关心她。多亏我的好演技。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直在想：&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;老师是对的&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;谁也不能阻挡岁月的流逝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想着想着，鼻子一阵酸，压不住的眼泪拥进眼眶里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉，身边很多人都静悄悄老了。爸爸，妈妈，阿姨，蓝老师，佩芳老师，曼华老师......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我......后知后觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the Class A ward my aunt stays in, I really feel glad that she can afford to get good treatment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has no husband nor children....But she has us..... She has me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;阿姨，加油&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这年下来，一直听到有认识的人过世。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"天下有哪个人是没有最后的？" &lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;郑尚宫&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;em&gt;大长今&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得去参加一场丧礼的路上，我问钟坤华：“不知道我的最后会是怎样的”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道最后有没有人知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道最后有没有人送我上黄泉路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道最后会不会有好结果&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我做了很多坏事，但是我还是希望我会有好下场。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1964 ~香港&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-3611643299049597789?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3611643299049597789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3611643299049597789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3611643299049597789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3611643299049597789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-tears-go-by.html' title='As Tears Go By'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-7464358172669421705</id><published>2008-09-12T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T02:13:24.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>The Voice of Silence (无声者)</title><content type='html'>最近要开始写一个新的剧本。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其中最喜欢的人物就是‘无声者’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;无声者&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;无形、无相、无色无受无时无间、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;无身、无行、无意无识无味无触、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;无声、无无声......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何处能找到‘无声者’？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;远在天边，近在眼前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;公元1004 ~ 汴京&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7464358172669421705?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7464358172669421705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7464358172669421705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7464358172669421705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7464358172669421705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/09/voice-of-silence.html' title='The Voice of Silence (无声者)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-5324422326300651367</id><published>2008-09-09T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:11:57.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>隐藏。武昌鱼 (The Hidden Fish of Wu-Chang)</title><content type='html'>可能老师是对的.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;谁也没有办发阻挡岁月的流逝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能再&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;怀念&lt;/span&gt;了。人是要&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;往前&lt;/span&gt;看的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总不能一个人老是活在过去中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我很好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;保重&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;安康&lt;/span&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'原来很多事是后知后觉的'&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next summer, I am going to take the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;NEVE Express&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Gehirn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said that everyone there is always happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody is ever lonely......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had one more ticket...... would &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; come with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you come here......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I promise&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'原来很多事是不知不觉的'&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mo Wan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;In the Mood for Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that 10 seconds, I felt like I was not the loneliest person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;六年了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;没有你&lt;/span&gt;还是可以生活下去的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;四年了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来真的可以&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;不爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来当感觉消失时，转身离开是那么容易的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来人真的是会&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;长大&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;天黑&lt;/span&gt;我们在一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;天亮&lt;/span&gt;了，你能不能不离开我？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果没有你，我会不会过得比较好？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果五年前我没那么任性，我们还会不会在一起?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;如果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经不能再&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;象从前&lt;/span&gt;了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;保重.安康.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"要走的人始终会走的，留也留不住"&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'Love the ones that stay in my heart. Fuck the rest of the ephemeral world.'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, in &lt;em&gt;real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'我把心留下来，身体给了它'&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;人玩火的时候，受伤的总是自己'&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5324422326300651367?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5324422326300651367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5324422326300651367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5324422326300651367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5324422326300651367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='隐藏。武昌鱼 (The Hidden Fish of Wu-Chang)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-2118882866852966790</id><published>2008-09-08T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:46:32.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>He Said: "You Are Just Afraid To Show Us Your Rotten Heart"</title><content type='html'>那天清晨，王先生下车后，我便是一个人......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人在LAB偷睡觉，一个人在LAB做试验，一个人在LAB吃午餐，一个人去教补习，一个人到另外一处教补习，一个人回家......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大白天自己一个人在LAB，还真有点不习惯........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个早上，想着，做着，睡着，吃着，回忆着，忧郁着.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期六早晨，温暖的阳光，平静的试验大楼，让我觉得懒洋洋的，觉得少许孤独，觉得少许忧郁..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心很容易被牵动....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尤其当我有愧于人的时候....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在黑漆漆的车座上，你真的一句话也不敢说，一声不吭，默默坐着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;肯定的点了点头，还是遵从我的意思，‘好’字都不声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离别时，你也安静的离去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你对我太好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么碰见却不能打招呼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，我也不知道....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只知道，我不喜欢回答问题。我喜欢逃避。逃避能让我关起心门，自我保护....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "You are just afraid to show us your rotten heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，我的心被牵动了....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起......是我不好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只能说.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"如其不才，君便自取"&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;em&gt; in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-2118882866852966790?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2118882866852966790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2118882866852966790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2118882866852966790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2118882866852966790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-said-you-are-just-afraid-to-show-us.html' title='He Said: &quot;You Are Just Afraid To Show Us Your Rotten Heart&quot;'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6663489983986509143</id><published>2008-08-25T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:55:59.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Quite the Truth</title><content type='html'>I did this personality/psychology test. Pulled it from somebody's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say its quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(Okay. Quite true but I doubt everyone is attracted to me and like to talk to me. They probably hate to talk to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(OMG! How very accurate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&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 meet that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;(Somebody is spying on me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(Confirm got people spy on me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;(Yes!!Yes!Yes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(Okay lah. Quite true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(Half true. I am afraid to fail but I can take failure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(Really meh? But sometimes I just don't care if people accept me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(Mature? No. Comments? No. Dilemma? Everytime. Cause I know I have to follow my head but I always struggle to pacify my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Do the test to find out if it is true for you too..... &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to I-Ciggs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's an I-Cigg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask Mary. She would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6663489983986509143?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6663489983986509143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6663489983986509143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6663489983986509143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6663489983986509143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/08/quite-truth.html' title='Quite the Truth'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-835460311695457168</id><published>2008-08-08T12:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:03:46.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Lousy Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'Where it dies in one end, in another it resurrects'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gekleng say I am a lousy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Sometimes I also think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not sometimes. A lot of times would be a better estimate.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone believes me at all, I am sorry everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Youngest Sister&lt;/span&gt;: I know you have homework that you must do but I still yell at you for using the computer.... Its just that you really use the computer too much at times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Younger Sister&lt;/span&gt;: I know I shouldnt complain when you watch TV.... But you really watch too much TV....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Mom&lt;/span&gt;: sorry for waking you up with my shouting.... You hold two jobs. It must be very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Dad&lt;/span&gt;: I forgot to do what you have asked of me. To take care of the family. I havent really grown up after all these years. Deep down, I am still a stubborn impetuous child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Aunt&lt;/span&gt;: I havent visited you since I knew you had cancer..... I am going to be so so sorry if anything happens to you. Its just that I really have too much work. I am selfish.... I know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Professor&lt;/span&gt;: I always come in late, run away early disappear for a few hours a day to do other work.... Its not that I really want to wake up late... Sometimes I work until very late and am so super tired that I just simply cannot wake up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Anabella&lt;/span&gt;: You are not very fat. I was just kidding. You know what I am like. You called Bernard's shirt kueh-lapis as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Seniors/Elders&lt;/span&gt;: I am always so rude to you all. I admit I should show you all more respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Friends&lt;/span&gt;: I spend too little time with you all...... I wonder if you all want me to spend time with you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Other Friends&lt;/span&gt;: Sometimes I only approach you when I need help. Thanks for helping me. I am grateful. Truly. Hope you can tell that I repay you in my little own ways. Those that I have not repaid, I try my best. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Fellow ARTivators&lt;/span&gt;: I am irritating. Besides sorry, I can't really think of another expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry People-who-have-worked-with-me&lt;/span&gt;: I am truly lousy when it comes to people-stuff. If you are ever offended by me, which is most-of-the-time-the-case, I offer my deepest apologies. Sometimes, I can be very lousy in my work. Sorry no cure. I do better next time can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sorry Bob&lt;/span&gt;: Money can't buy everything. I realised that. Thank you. I wish you the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sorry Nat &amp;amp; Karin&lt;/span&gt;: I complain too much. Your tolerance of my complaints amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sorry my closest friends&lt;/span&gt;: I know you all care about me... But for some reasons, I choose to close myself up. Maybe one day I will open up.... But not for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sorry Kian Tong&lt;/span&gt;: Whatever you work hard to build up, I work equally hard to destroy. One day I will go away so that your life will be happier. And Easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'原来很多事是后知后觉的'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-835460311695457168?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/835460311695457168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=835460311695457168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/835460311695457168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/835460311695457168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/08/lousy-person.html' title='Lousy Person'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-41783154091214924</id><published>2008-08-04T13:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:36:20.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Shit Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'This is a world of have-nots, not haves'&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very busy this entire summer..... And as it draws to a close, it gets even crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This August, I am going to help organise 2 movie screenings, operate lights for a production, do lab work, tutor my students, start school and operate a flea market stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. And I am quite quite nervous. Cause I am very afraid I am required to be at two places at the same time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I leave my lab early for my outside work, I always feel abit squirmy cause my professor will always have something to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then people will say serve you right cause who ask you to take up so much work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its not as if I am screwing up anything... yet...... And surprisingly, I am managing my time quite well as of now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just nervous thats all.... Like I feel something is on the verge of exploding in my face but yet I don't know what it is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the production I really really want to do......... Cause I have not been doing many productions in the theatre this year..... And this production gives me a chance to work with other Arts group besides Drama Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, please come and support 'Angelism' by Panggung Arts in collaboration with Drama Box.... Written by two very talented people and directed by two other very talented directors and acted by four other very talented cast..... Its part of the OCBC Theatre Festival 2008 presented by Wild Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not hard sell.... I really like the script and enjoy the direction as well as the acting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This long summer, a lot of things happened to me...... Or rather I did many things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are good, somethings make me say 'shit happens' somethings will come to affect me for life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going back to my bad habit of listening to emotional songs for long periods of time..... I also don't know why I do it.... but I find myself slipping back into depressed state again.... And sometimes I just silently and unconciously stare blankly into space....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I still cannot forget that night..... I don't think I can ever forget the night where I tried to negotiate fantasy and reality.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences in life can help people grow concious of things that they never knew.... They can make people grow up..... And I think I grew up a little this unforgetable summer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences can help script writing as well.... Have already thought of a new one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the script about shit.... I handed up already..... And I really think it is like shit.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-41783154091214924?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/41783154091214924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=41783154091214924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/41783154091214924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/41783154091214924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/08/shit-happens.html' title='Shit Happens'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-7436341496071883032</id><published>2008-07-07T03:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:37:08.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Song of the Mind</title><content type='html'>最近一直在看‘飘移’的剧本。因为要上庆亮的剧本课，所以努力的在读。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剧中提到的一个女人常常会在脑子里听见歌曲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你的头脑里面也有一首歌曲，那会是什么歌呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果是我，一定是&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;‘我愿意’&lt;/span&gt;。是的。&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;王菲&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;‘我愿意’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小时候听这首歌的时候总是不知道歌曲的内容，也不知道它的意义，只知旋律优美，听起来有点惆怅，有点感伤。王菲的歌声，清澈无瑕，顿时间仿佛让我轻飘飘的盘旋在半空中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长大后，仔细的看了看歌词，才知道原来这首歌充满了意境，深深的抓住了我的心，使我感动不已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其中最喜欢的就是这一句：&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;我愿意为你，我愿意为你，我愿意为你，放逐到天际’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，当我都受够这一切的时候，我就把自己放逐到天际。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道天际美不美。若如玉龙雪山那么美，我去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道天际人多不多。新加坡这座城市太多人了，让人窒息。希望天际没有人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道天际有没有电视看。如果没有，请 Starhub 拉一条 cable 到天际去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道在天际有没有烦恼。我不想再烦了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道天际自由吗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道天际在哪里......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我找到天际以前，我还是继续忍受这一切......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7436341496071883032?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7436341496071883032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7436341496071883032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7436341496071883032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7436341496071883032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-of-mind.html' title='Song of the Mind'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-2113193862007500883</id><published>2008-07-01T02:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:55:46.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>'What Matters?'</title><content type='html'>"人玩火的时候，受伤的总是自己" ~&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HKT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in real life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;所以我这次不玩火。火光固然美丽，可是在瞬间消失，留给人们的却是无止境的痛。火光虽然让眼前光明，烧伤留下的是永生遗憾。懂得放下骗人的幻觉，是救自己一命........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仰天长叹......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway have been busy with 'What Matters?' forum theatre piece this week, the final piece of the 'What Matters?' project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never got a production I just walk around, drink tea, see here see there, get people to eat the stuff I bought, relax.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So relaxed...... So surreal......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of enjoy these moments... where I am not in the thick of things...... Where I am not under pressure.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe it just means that I have very little to do..... Or I not important one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..... Since when was I ever important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this show don't know how long more before the next show...... maybe no more already.... Cause my schedule is quite tight with FYP and also tuition.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只想要............&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;自由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-2113193862007500883?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2113193862007500883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2113193862007500883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2113193862007500883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2113193862007500883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-matters.html' title='&apos;What Matters?&apos;'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-5029532361457910504</id><published>2008-06-23T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:17:50.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><title type='text'>Final Year Project</title><content type='html'>I finally found my mentor and project for my honours year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview was a truly great experience. My professor is a very appreciative person. He doesnt mind my lousy CAP grades. He doesnt care about my inexperience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he appreciates my reading up before going for the interview. I think he appreciates my punctuality. I think he likes that I am able to answer some of the questions that he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was lucky. Really. I learned Immunology just last semester so I was able to answer some of his questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My professor is a really nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so unlike SOME professors in the Brainforest of Clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I work in a laboratory near SGH under SingHealth. In Outram. Its a really nice environment. There are only like three or four other people in the laboratory. The whole place is quite quiet. So it fits me, cause I am sort of anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Brainforest, some professors share one big laboratory. So there is no privacy. Everyone can see what everyone else is doing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good thing is that my lab is very near Drama Box in Chinatown. Its like just 5 minutes away. So I can get there very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during school term, I am not expected to go to laboratory everyday. Cause my lab is quite far from my school. Unless I want to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day. My professor walked me around and orientated me personally. Then he trained me personally as well. I am so lucky. In Brainforest labs, the professors just get a PhD student to do it. Or sometimes even a Masters student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次天时地利人和，我终于占尽优势，可说是松了口气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到现在才找到老师，可能是天意吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5029532361457910504?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5029532361457910504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5029532361457910504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5029532361457910504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5029532361457910504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/06/final-year-project.html' title='Final Year Project'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6720119112594123951</id><published>2008-06-08T04:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T04:44:48.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Falling Head Into Heels</title><content type='html'>This has not been a particularly smooth year for me so far......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things didnt go smoothly for me at all since the start of the lunar new year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just received the rejection email from a professor regarding my honors project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time I got rejected by a professor......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is so late already. EVERYONE in the world has gotten an honours project..... EVERYONE except me. Now great. I really don't know who I am going to apply to for an Honors project. If I dont get one soon, I am going to quit school and enter the teaching service this year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah. Just kidding. Die die must find one......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week ago I just heard from my mum that my aunt (who is her sister) have a kidney tumor. But we dont know whether is it a benign or malignant one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I know. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3rd stage cancer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know: How come the assistant nursing director of a local hospital doesnt go for yearly checkups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is the least of my concerns..... I dont know how to say..... but I and auntie is quite close. Not close as in we will talk..... In fact in the past few years, we hardly talk..... Maybe during new year......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is dear to me. And I know it will never be the same again without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel bad for her. She worked so hard all her life..... she worked to such a high position.... she earn alot of money....... then in the end like that..... She has no children, no husband........ Lucky she has my mum and another auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and I always say we are lucky because got her around to solve our most pressing problems at times. Now she has a pressing problem, I hope she feel she is not alone. I hope she feels she has us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she will be okay. I really really hope.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole day I was deeply troubled by the two bad news I received in a single morning..... I keep thinking the whole day about all the bad things that can come along......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I pretended that nothing happened.... I pretended that everything was fine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I pretend that everything is fine, will everything just become fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last show of 'Drift' by Drama Box..... After completing FOH for the show, I really didn't feel like going to the post production party because I don't really like to socialise.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the thought of having to come back home, having to come back to reality to face all these problems....... I really wanted to run away. I really didnt want to go home..... I hated the idea of going home more than I hated the idea of socialising.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I went for post production party...... Just to escape. Just to run away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然之间，很想不停的奔跑......在辽阔的草原奔跑着.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到.......未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我装没事，是不是真的就会没事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今我做任何事：天时，地利，人和，其三总缺二，安能成事？真叫我感到力不从心....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每当想起我阿姨的病，我爸爸的事，只能皱眉摇头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;‘天实成之，岂人事哉’&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仰天长叹................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6720119112594123951?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6720119112594123951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6720119112594123951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6720119112594123951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6720119112594123951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/06/falling-head-into-heels.html' title='Falling Head Into Heels'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-1053738996927604803</id><published>2008-05-30T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T03:15:34.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touching Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>A Father's Message</title><content type='html'>Today, while having tuition, something happened halfway through the lesson which distracted me for the rest of the lesson as well as the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received six sms-es, and they make up one important message that I will probably never forget in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father SMS-ed me all the way from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a previous post mentioned, my father lost his job since early this year. In search for better opportunities, he went back to China to try to seek employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is not a man who express himself well. Neither am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In much of my early years, my father is never around because he was constantly working overseas. As a result, we don't talk much over the years. Even till now, we have nothing much to say to each other when we see each other......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was quite surprised when he sent an extremely long message to me today. All the way from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below was what he had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;健僮吾儿，你好，我是爸爸。目前我住在惠洲老家，一切都好，勿念，但尚没有工作。由于年龄问题难办工作准证，所以爸爸有所感叹，人已老去了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;若找到工作我会寄钱回家，放心吧。特此希望你要百尺竿头更进一步，努力读好你的书，打好基础为将来的前途与幸福而努力，更要注意自己身体健康。同时你是父母的最大儿子，所以爸爸希望你尽量照顾小妹妹的学业与耐心教导，并且希望你要关心和帮助妈妈整理家务。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;因她年龄越来越老了，加上尚要工作维持家庭支出。真的，爸爸感到对不起她，特此希你好好照顾她的起居，这是爸爸唯一要求你办好的事。若家中有什么困难，希告诉我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;好吧希你努力学习。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I read his message, I was totally distracted by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried about my father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback by the emotional message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read and re-read the message many many times..... How many times I forgot..... I just keep reading....carefully.... page by page.... line by line.......word by word.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student asked me questions.... I answered...... but I know not what I answered..... I talked..... but I couldnt remember what I talked about.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered I hid my tears from my student.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前一句“&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;所以爸爸有所感叹，人已老去了&lt;/span&gt;”让我想起了一句常挂在嘴边的话：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁也没有办法阻挡岁月的流逝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身边的人，年华老去，心里的伤，安能言乎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后一句“&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;因为她年龄越来越老了，加上尚要工作维持家庭支出。真的，爸爸感到对不起她&lt;/span&gt;”让我感触良多，深深的感动瞬间涌上心头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;父亲对母亲的一种愧疚，对家庭的一种责任心，天地为证。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;父肺腑之言，让我百感交集，热泪盈眶，情绪久久无法平息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;口虽言之，却已不知所云。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected that my father will send me this message. I will never forget what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仰天长叹......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1053738996927604803?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1053738996927604803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1053738996927604803' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1053738996927604803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1053738996927604803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/05/fathers-message.html' title='A Father&apos;s Message'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6665056887318419900</id><published>2008-05-29T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T03:12:50.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Update Backdate Today's Date</title><content type='html'>Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back to blogging. But I don't think there are any more readers left reading this stupid blog lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hello? Anybody out there? If there is anybody still reading this blog, maybe you can leave a comment?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway been really really busy with work at ARTivate. We are organising fringe activities like every other week. Okay lah not so exaggerated. But still, there is one million and one things to do before each talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then big boss is always breathing down my neck for my script. Okay. Actually he just keep scolding me for the first 2 days. The third day he made a sarcastic remark and then I never heard a single word from him again regarding the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still writing. Everyday write abit. It is about shit.... but I think the script is really shit itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to exam results. I quite worried. During the last semester, there was one exam paper in which for the first time in my entire life I felt so lost in the paper because I couldnt remember most of my stuff. I actually didnt know what I am going to write in the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. I just dont believe myself. Getting from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can get a good result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can get a good honours project also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the year is almost over and I would like to declare that it is not particularly smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened. So I hope for the better in the second half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back with more updates soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody is interested in playing 'RISK' the board game, please tell me and we can get together and play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE 'RISK'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6665056887318419900?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6665056887318419900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6665056887318419900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6665056887318419900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6665056887318419900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-backdate-todays-date.html' title='Update Backdate Today&apos;s Date'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-971661413004186002</id><published>2008-05-13T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T01:46:25.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>The Yang Warriors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“欲放孔明灯测天，反烧茅庐而之。此乃天意，岂人事哉。"&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚看完“少年杨家将”有感而发&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仰天长叹。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-971661413004186002?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/971661413004186002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=971661413004186002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/971661413004186002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/971661413004186002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/05/yang-warriors.html' title='The Yang Warriors'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-3010599206085172443</id><published>2008-05-07T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:54:48.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>兵败金文泰山2</title><content type='html'>死了！死了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此次出征金文泰‘脑林’，只带两万精兵，分五路兵马前进。劳师远征，缺乏准备，必定胜少败多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;况且，上星期五大战‘生物化学’和这星期二一场‘药物’之战兵败‘科学重地’，大绰我军士气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若不告捷，我军休矣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到时兵败金文泰山，只能撤回大军。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而且还得一日一夜行三百里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下次出征，没有八十万大军，誓不率军出征。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-3010599206085172443?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3010599206085172443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3010599206085172443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3010599206085172443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3010599206085172443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/05/2.html' title='兵败金文泰山2'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-7914858690483674764</id><published>2008-04-14T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:01:37.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>Death of a Teacher</title><content type='html'>Been reading 'Death of a Salesman' by Arthur Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good play. Anyone who wants to look at a good modern play should look at 'Death of a Salesman'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I understand why I don't want to give up on my Life Sciences Honors despite having lost all interest in studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am not ready to give up playing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I become a teacher in June and let go of honors year, I will lose a year of playing. I wont be able to watch so much TV, have so much free time and most importantly, cannot do so much theatre work already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I am still hanging on despite being on the verge of walking away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Teacher has died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7914858690483674764?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7914858690483674764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7914858690483674764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7914858690483674764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7914858690483674764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/04/death-of-teacher.html' title='Death of a Teacher'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-1004278487552619171</id><published>2008-04-07T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T02:22:43.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>Director's Dream</title><content type='html'>Going to be a director soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking a Theatre Studies Module this semester and we have a practical project where we have to present a 15 minute play to a panel of judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I didnt take this module to show off to people what I actually do in real life. I really really took this module because it is the only module left that can fit into my stupid timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to add meta-texture into the play by having observers in the show and splitting the story into two layers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to infuse Brechtian style into the play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a slight hint of Biomechanics to increase the vividity of the play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot do any of these things. Coz the rules of the game say I cant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the biomechanics. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shit director if I cannot do all these things that I want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I really will take my marks and play with it. Not like I really care for K.K. Seet's approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I will get artistic satisfaction of trying out everything that I want to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah see how first lah. I always say finish then at the last moment coward down to follow everyone and do the normal stuff one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1004278487552619171?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1004278487552619171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1004278487552619171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1004278487552619171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1004278487552619171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/04/directors-dream.html' title='Director&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-2558193204593984102</id><published>2008-04-01T01:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T01:50:54.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>Are You The One?</title><content type='html'>刚才在看一个新传媒的选绣节目。关于猛男和美女的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了真的让我觉得反感。这些电视人怎么那么爱选绣？怎么那么爱叫人SMS进去投选参赛者？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而且节目内容真的太淡薄了，无聊透顶了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么才艺表演？什么口才考验？只不过是卖肉的节目。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;卖肉。豪无羞耻的卖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看节目的时候，一只在想：这些节目，为什么玉能和坤华这些人不可以去参加？他们的才艺肯定表演的比这些人好至少十万倍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然不可以。一个太肥，一个太瘦了。哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后知后觉：都说是卖肉节目了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-2558193204593984102?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2558193204593984102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2558193204593984102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2558193204593984102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2558193204593984102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-you-one.html' title='Are You The One?'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-97766617081697528</id><published>2008-03-30T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:23:51.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>变态狂</title><content type='html'>最近我发现，我已经间接变成一个变态狂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多事，我后知后觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近会无原无故的骂人，毫无理由的大发脾气，为了最小最小的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以前的我不是这样的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以唯一的结论，就是我就快变成变态狂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我真的成为精神病患，我希望我能象SARAH KANE一样，写一个象4.48 PSYCHOSIS那么好的剧本，然后再自杀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近在写一个剧本。关于大便的剧本。是个为了上交功课才写的剧本。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是个变态狂写的剧本。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-97766617081697528?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/97766617081697528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=97766617081697528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/97766617081697528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/97766617081697528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_30.html' title='变态狂'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-9110788983483245325</id><published>2008-03-26T02:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T02:40:52.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>挺蓝。PAR</title><content type='html'>我须承认：我是泛蓝的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以马英九在总统大选中获胜，我非常开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;国民党一党独大，我乐极了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以前老是觉得民进党没有那么糟糕，是泛蓝的媒体从中作梗，把陈水扁等人唱衰，所以使民进党看起来是个乱党。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是当杜政胜（台湾教育部长）把“三只小猪”列为成语的时候，我真的很怀疑这些人到底在搞什么鬼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爆发总统弊案，陈大总统死赖着不下台，让我开始相信陈文倩赵少康一群人在政论节目上所说的内容。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;国家经济倒退，民不聊生，不专心拼经济，改善民生，还一意要去蒋化，让我觉得他们是饭桶。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后，坚持浪费纳税人的钱，去拆下‘大中至正’这块老招牌，还间接导致无辜百姓受伤，我随能理解，却无法苟同。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他妈的。又关我什么事啊？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是多管闲事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-9110788983483245325?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/9110788983483245325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=9110788983483245325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9110788983483245325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9110788983483245325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/03/par.html' title='挺蓝。PAR'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-519409987725100148</id><published>2008-03-24T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:39:45.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>多读书</title><content type='html'>有一天，闲着没事，在和艺术总监郭大师聊天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由于正处于一个自我进步和学习的状态，便向他请教应该读哪些书。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以下是和他大略的谈话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;大师：多读一点书吧。都已经没什么生活经历了还不多读点书。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;微臣：从哪里看的出我没什么生活经历？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;大师：从你怎么和人说话，从你怎么处事。我还跟你合作过啊。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的确。一个人的思想，谈吐都可以看得出他的生活经历。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要你稍微仔细观察，就会发现。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，如果生活乏味，没有起伏的时候，可以依大师的建议，多读书。 就算生活大起大落，还是可以读书。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多读书，可以激发思考，丰富知识，使人成长。如此，人生会变得更有意义，更有深度。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他妈的。我又在写小学文章。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-519409987725100148?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/519409987725100148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=519409987725100148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/519409987725100148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/519409987725100148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_24.html' title='多读书'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-8599275858849841524</id><published>2008-03-14T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T03:20:50.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>天真。天份</title><content type='html'>《极乐世界》的首演结束了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做这出戏，只能用‘百种感受，一言难尽’来形容。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做得开心吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开心。做宝宝的戏永远都是快乐的........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个戏，让我获益不浅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想落幕以后，最大的收获就是意识到我的天真。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我太天真了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天真的以为谦卑的态度，诚恳对人，热衷学习，乐于助人就足够了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他妈的。亲爱的何健僮，你以为你在写小学作文吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算你踏出你的工作范围去帮助别人有怎样？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算你好不计较的做事又如何？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算你脚趾受伤却还老想着回去排练又怎样？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有怎样。没有如何。因为每个人都是这样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是只有你不会很多东西。只有你不懂很多东西。只有你没想到，也没考虑到很多东西。只有你是新人。一个常常犯错的大白痴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以你可以被人批判。所以人家有权力带有色眼镜看你。所以别人能用看不起你的语言使你难受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是他妈的天真。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毫不了解情况却又自以为是的陈玉能认为他一定可以做一个比我出色的 SOUND OPERATOR.理由是他的音乐感比我强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没错。他的音乐感比我强太多了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是音乐感强就能比我做得更好这种无知的想法我无法苟同。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是因为我没有办发忍受人家比我强。拜托，我没有那么好胜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，做SOUND-OP最重要的是要专心听舞台监督叫CUE。要非常专注。而且，手指的反应要够快。SM喊CUE就走CUE，SM没叫CUE你最好不要动。就算SM叫错CUE，只要SM喊你就得走CUE。就算你觉得音乐CUE应该走了，SM没叫，你也不可以动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;况且，SOUND几时进，是看你对戏的感觉的了解，而并非音乐感好不好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果场地没有SOUND CREW和完善的音乐器材，你还要帮忙SET UP音响系统，搬SPEAKERS，铺CABLE。只要有电线，你就要会怎么把它们给粘好在地上，避免钩到演员造成意外。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天，我学到电线不能乱乱粘。是有方法的。我学到电线不能乱乱铺，除非你想把演员干掉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天，我老是被人用看不起的语气跟我说话。我老是让人带有色眼镜来看我。不是因为我份内的工作做不好。是因为我做了份外的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我必须承认，我对某些事没有天份。但并不代表你们可以用高高在上的语气和我说话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，世上有太多太多的人不能不批判别人，无法不鄙视别人。也许，包括我在内。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以‘郭生’永远只有一个。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世上不可能再有第二个‘郭生’了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8599275858849841524?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8599275858849841524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8599275858849841524' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8599275858849841524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8599275858849841524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='天真。天份'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6195188612793666017</id><published>2008-03-01T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:44:24.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Things'/><title type='text'>Big Time Shit</title><content type='html'>I think this is big time shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week was my school mid term break......And I spent most of it lazing around and watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggggghhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have microbiology report, Immunology test, chemical biology readings and a whole lot of other things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God save me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6195188612793666017?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6195188612793666017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6195188612793666017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6195188612793666017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6195188612793666017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-time-shit.html' title='Big Time Shit'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-6513397680473243410</id><published>2008-02-28T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:21:26.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>How Singaporeans Choose A Movie To Watch</title><content type='html'>I have always wondered how Singaporeans choose their movies to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a hypothesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what probably happens in the homes of some singaporeans, which most likely represents majority of the population here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Miss A&lt;/span&gt;: WAH! Ay ay, this movie very lousy leh! Critics give it half a star only. So exciting. Must be an extremely interesting movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mr B&lt;/span&gt;: WAH PIANG EH! I think later sure no tickets one. Quick. I need to book first! Half a star means the movie must be a masterpiece. Push all your appointments away. Lets go and watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Uncle C&lt;/span&gt;: Jibai. Why this movie so jialat? All the people in the world slam it for being lousy leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Aunt D&lt;/span&gt;: Hah? Which movie which movie? (Throws away her ladle and fling her apron in the air and run from the kitchen to the living room at 180km/h) Whoa! Si bei JIALAT leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Uncle C&lt;/span&gt;: Aiyah you so kaypoh for what! But hor, I think we must go and watch it leh. I don't believe what the other people say leh. They say lousy why we must listen. We are singaporeans. We don't listen to people who tell us to stand behind the yellow lines. So we don't listen also. MUST WATCH ARH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Aunt D&lt;/span&gt;: Yah Lor. I always never stand on the left on escalator one leh. Then always don't give way to people at MRT doors. Why should I listen to what people say. Okay, I take taxi to the cinema now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Uncle C&lt;/span&gt;: Remember hor. Later even if not funny, we must die die say its VERY FUNNY and well directed and Good film hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Teenager 1&lt;/span&gt;: Ay. Today how are we going to exercise our freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Teenger 2&lt;/span&gt;: Aiyah as usual lo. People tell us to do what we do the exact opposite lo. People say dont smoke in the lift, we smoke. People tell us stand behind the yellow lines, we stand in front and jump off the platform. People say give way to the alighting passengers on the MRT, we make the alighting passengers give way to us. People say stand on the left of the escalator, we stand on the right to create a massive human jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Teenager 1&lt;/span&gt;: (Flip newspaper) WAH LAU. This director jialat leh. Kena slammed left right centre man. No respect for him leh. People tell us dont go watch his movie leh. So poor thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Teenager 2&lt;/span&gt;: Then what are we waiting for. Lets go man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant elite who thinks she know everything. Actually just a stupid bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AEWTSKEAJASB&lt;/span&gt;: (To herself) LOCAL PRODUCTION? (Fling the newspaper in the air, rush to the door, swing it open and ran to the nearest cinema to watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6513397680473243410?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6513397680473243410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6513397680473243410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6513397680473243410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6513397680473243410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-singaporeans-choose-movie-to-watch.html' title='How Singaporeans Choose A Movie To Watch'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-4780369457427283727</id><published>2008-02-26T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T02:55:33.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activity'/><title type='text'>House of Sin (R18)</title><content type='html'>March is an exciting month as there are a few shows to look out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a part of Drama Box, I would have to advertise for them instead of other companies such as The Finger Players and The Theatre Practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wouldnt need me to advertise for them anyway. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'House of Sin' is a new original piece created by Li Xie (Virginalogue, Trash, Shithole), regarded as one of the best directors and playwrights in the Chinese theatre scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the cast consist of a galaxy of theatre stars. And here goes: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tay Kong Hui&lt;/span&gt; (Shithole, Trash, Ignorland of its Name, Cloud Nine, Full Frontal-Little White Sailing Boat) &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Goh Guat Kian&lt;/span&gt; (Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea, First Family, Nothing, Mama Looking For Her Cat, If There're Seasons, Boner) &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Julius Foo&lt;/span&gt; (First Family, Momo) &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Doreen Toh&lt;/span&gt; (0501, Catpeople, Trick or Threat) &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Peter Sau&lt;/span&gt; (A Language of Their Own, Trash, TKK, A Stranger At Home) and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Rei Poh&lt;/span&gt; (Trick or Threat, Ignorland of its Name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their humble sound operator: Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a very exciting show. Must watch. (If you are over 18 of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-4780369457427283727?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4780369457427283727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4780369457427283727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4780369457427283727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4780369457427283727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/02/house-of-sin-r18.html' title='House of Sin (R18)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-1248281663750036571</id><published>2008-02-26T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T02:33:07.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre Review'/><title type='text'>Huayi Festival' 08</title><content type='html'>Watched two theatrical performances this Huayi Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What is Man?' and 'Like Shadows'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What is Man?', directed by Edward Lam (Madame Bovary is Me, What is Fantasy?) is an ensemble piece that deals with the very characteristics and psyche that define man. This is the second time that I have watched it, the first time was in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time I watched it, I discovered the flaws of the script and direction. Interestingly, it was still considered a multi-layered examination of Man as it was split into four different layers, the observer (director in audition), the characters in the audition, the characters that the auditionees play and meaning behind the narrative arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Like Shadows', directed and written by Stan Lai (Sand and a Distant Star, Secret Love in Beach Blossom Land) was at best, so-so. The tableaux constructed was hauntingly beautiful, but the narrative arc stubbornly refused to move past its first two layers into the promising material that it attempted to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I went in refusing to believe in reputations and I didn't come out too disappointed, unlike certain Singaporeans who bombarded the comtemporary master of theatre tactlessly in the post show talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai Nights produced by our very own local theatre company Toy Factory, written and directed by Goh Boon Teck (Titoudao, Longhouse) was just not worth watching. So I gave it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but then, this is my own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1248281663750036571?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1248281663750036571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1248281663750036571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1248281663750036571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1248281663750036571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/02/huayi-festival-08.html' title='Huayi Festival&apos; 08'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-7343694780679810829</id><published>2008-02-19T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T14:15:12.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Things'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Now I know where all the sucker capitalists who turned Valentine's Day into a super commercialised day came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKA Brainforest of Clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bazaar at Faculty of Science selling Valentine's Day products...... See all the greedy faces trying to grab money from all the clueless customers walking past the bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things they sell were quite lame..... and to be honest, the people who bought something from them were probably losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losers because they bought stuff that 2000 other people bought for their so-called loved ones. And they paid a high price for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone heard of my hypothesis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;582 couples in NUS will have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;580 of these couples will NOT use a condom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400 bunches of flowers gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143 people rejected by their secret crushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;212 tonnes of chocolate were sold or consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 oak trees were murdered to make the cards sent in Brainforest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 packets of condom sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year on Valentine's Day, I am going to set up a stall. My stall will sell safe sex promotions and abortion services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's Day, I will play videos of foetuses being dragged out of the womb and embryos getting cut up or crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will display photos of private parts infected badly by viruses and bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will add in a few Edison Chen photos for the special effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7343694780679810829?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7343694780679810829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7343694780679810829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7343694780679810829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7343694780679810829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-5192041149921455088</id><published>2008-02-08T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:25:34.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>Dirty Photos</title><content type='html'>Okay. Finally going to talk about something that everyone understand and that happened on earth.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will readership of this dying blog going to go up then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately some scandalous photos were leaked online....... And it is said that they belonged to Edison Chen and a series of female celebrities like Cecelia Cheung and Bobo Chan and Gillian Chung.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was sure to be some superior computer techniques and some damn free people at work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then hor, the other day I went to see the photos myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop it. Don't call me a dirty fellow.... I didnt went to see the virginas or the dicks..... The whole thing was blown out of proportion and everywhere, everyone is talking about it that I really find it hard to avoid it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, after I seen the photos, my mind was filled with images of private parts all day long.... I took two days to shake it all off.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why people think they are scandalous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why got so many people in the world, even the media label the photos dirty and immoral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because they don't desire sex at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never had sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or they never even heard of sex? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong to have sex? And what's wrong to have sex before marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong to have sex with many many people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why other people can but Edison Chen cannot? Those ugly and cannot-make-it people also can but why he so good looking and famous and rich but cannot have sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why sweetie pies like Gillian Chung cannot have sex leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because she carry the people's dreams of being the sweet and innocent girl that they can never be.... The public who keep scolding her maybe have too much sex with Ah Seng from next door or Ah Yam from downstairs pork shop already.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND what is wrong with taking a few photos of the most memorable moments of your life and storing them in your own computer for sentimental purposes leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If like that also wrong then tourists are very very immoral.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah Edison should have just removed the pictures from his computer and place it into a hard drive. In that case nobody in the world can steal from his computer what. So stupid.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those who want to try my method make sure you know where to hide the hard drive hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the public, stop putting yourselves on moral high ground.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to keep scolding the celebrities, stop having sex. No more photos for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5192041149921455088?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5192041149921455088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5192041149921455088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5192041149921455088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5192041149921455088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/02/dirty-photos.html' title='Dirty Photos'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-8244511212482168506</id><published>2008-01-29T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:15:52.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Things'/><title type='text'>Ephemeral Stage Directions</title><content type='html'>Slurp Slurp..... Slurp Slurp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouch raoch..... wouch wouch..... raoch......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slurp.....Wo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosion. DNA avalanche........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arhhhhhhhhhhhhh............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8244511212482168506?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8244511212482168506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8244511212482168506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8244511212482168506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8244511212482168506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/01/ephemeral-stage-directions.html' title='Ephemeral Stage Directions'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-2572749562577547506</id><published>2008-01-29T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:11:17.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Atonement (M18)</title><content type='html'>Last minute decided to catch the Academy Award Nominated Film 'Atonement' with Kunhua....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was okay, with an exceptional cinematography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacing problems dragged the standard of the film down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to do it, I would have increased the pace of the beginning and the exposition to increase the dramatic tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, who cares about what I want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, the world does not revolve around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-2572749562577547506?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2572749562577547506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2572749562577547506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2572749562577547506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2572749562577547506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/01/atonement-m18.html' title='Atonement (M18)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-3495785751434686554</id><published>2008-01-08T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T02:09:23.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>The Green Man</title><content type='html'>People, please come support Drama Box Youth Wing latest performance on 20th Jan 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Project Mending Sky 1 - The Green Man' is the title of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be three timeslots where you can come for. The best thing is: The show is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am damn so tired doing the show...... Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides writing the script, I have to do SM-ing, design and build the set.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this performance, I want to take a long break and space out totally..... Until 'House of Sin', that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concentration and focus is no longer there, I feel my energy sapping away and memory totally washing out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I had a capable helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watever the hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-3495785751434686554?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3495785751434686554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3495785751434686554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3495785751434686554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3495785751434686554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2008/01/green-man.html' title='The Green Man'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-1224795500231439002</id><published>2007-12-31T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:24:35.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve: Lookback 2007</title><content type='html'>2007 is just going to be over in a couple of hours time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the final moments of a year that will soon become history, a lookback would be most appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, a lookforward into 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jan 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much actually happened. I spent the first few days of new year 2007 in Taiwan, enjoyed myself to the max. That was a long long time since I last stepped out of Singapore to a faraway country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back, I had the new resolve to do better in my studies after the disastrous semester in 2nd half of 2006 that saw my grades dropped from second upper honours to second lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to take a short film module again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Withdrew participation totally from QNT show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Feb 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huay Guan engaged me to be their SM for August show. Resolved to do much much better after the so-so Ali Baba and the disastrous Zhou Chu in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started formulating the script for my short film project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engaged my cast for the short film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came New Year. Nothing much. Except that I lost quite abit of money. Had fun with Karaoke and other things. Felt something wrong somewhere. But bluffed myself that everything was fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know Shanshan from Gekleng. Begged her for a job at Drama Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;March 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March was ultra busy. Short film took longer to film than expected. Problems with technical aspects, with script and with cast stretched both patience and resources of me and partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editing took forever. But in the end, resultant product was great. Everyone loved it. Or so I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got news from Shanshan. Offered me a job on 'Momo' as crew. Took it up gratefully. It proved to be a life changing experience. And a turning point in my theatre career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know that August production had 170 people on it. Formulated my strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Apr 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams took centre-stage very soon. But I did quite well. Got my first A+ in the Brainforest of Clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ongoing struggle. By now, something is really wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exams, got news that Huiling would be my SM for 'Momo' Comtemplated pulling out of the show. But decided not to lose before I tried. Bravely continued with 'Momo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was forgiven by the time I went for rehearsals. We worked well together. And I gained more and more confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could safely say that Huiling found me to be very different from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focused all my energy onto 'Momo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know this bunch of people I was working with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150129353671689010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3jvXFDpwzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FIme45kkO18/s320/17122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;May 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showtime for 'Momo'. Last day of Momo was my birthday. All ended well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of the new training programme that Drama Box was going to come up with. Decided that I would probably try for it even if I was overage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redemption was complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 'Momo', went on to do volunteer work with Drama Box. Got to know the people there a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, helped out with the QNT2 show as welfare. The work was not stressful at all, but I was extremely bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I battled other problems. Ended with bitter memories of that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked for a job on June's Arts Fest Show. With my idol Li Xie (Baobao).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 'Xiaobaichuan', got to know Xiangbin, Xiaorong, Jesse, Baobao, Bianco, Guanghui, Junwei, Jiaqiang, Guizhi, Jingwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun on the show. Learnt alot and alot. Impressed by the galaxy of theatre stars that I was working with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;June 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Xiaobaichuan' on. Had alot of fun doing the show, even though I wasnt at my best effort. But meet standards eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for audition for Drama Box Youth Incubator Programme. Performed rather well. Or at least I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Drama Box volunteer work followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;July 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 3 weeks interning at Northland Secondary School. I could say that I didnt really enjoy the experience cause the kids were very ill-behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost wanted to vomit blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But learned new things while teaching. And got to see what the school was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad though that the rest of the staff treated us interns very well and with huge concern and care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could not help but admit that I was damn glad when it was all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an ordeal, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something went wrong in my private life. We never recovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between interning at Northland, moved on theatrically to concentrate on August show in Huay Guan. Had a lot of up and downs. People made it hard for me. I made it harder for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enstranged almost everyone. I thought nobody could recognise me anymore. Only very few people could understand what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost things. Probably it happened earlier but I never admitted up to the moment that it became official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gained things. I won the right to cue for the August show. I won the power to make decisions in the theatre. I won laoshi-s' hearts that I was the right man to lead 200 people to put up a successful performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried and Cried because of the bad things. Lan Laoshi was by my side. But it was precisely because people cared for me that I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this was a world of have-nots, not haves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;August 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was informed that I made it to Drama Box Youth Incubator Programme. Beside myself with joy. Maybe 95% of the full joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August Show went rather well. Even though so, I tried my best to recover somethings that I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never ever recognise that I didnt have the ability to change things, alter fate and change people's hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I hurt myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was very capable. I thought too highly of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the August show, I moved on with DB Youth Incubator Progamme. Changed to ARTivate.&lt;br /&gt;Was placed in charge of Producing for June 2008 show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was engaged to do September Show with Drama Box. 'Ignorland'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;September 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did 'Ignorland' in between studies and tuition. Wasnt really paying attention to my studies anyway. Got to know Rei Poh better. Worked with Kunhua on our first show together. Was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started learning with ARTivate. Got to know fellow ARTivators better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gekleng and Kunhua left for Taipei. Weiliang left for US. Boonseng went back to Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become lonely. But because of the workload and the amount of learning I had to do, never felt lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of my time at Drama Box, besides the Brainforest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oct 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started classes with Qingliang and Koh Hui Ling. Was damn fruitful and learnt alot of things from them......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful for the opportunity to learn with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab reports became bread and butter at the Brainforest. Felt like giving up my studies. But pride and the MOE contract made me go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was engaged to do 'Trick or Threat' for Drama Box in Dec 2007. Look forward to it cause studies were boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams neared. Spent more time in the laboratory than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Nat and Karin on numerous occasions, since the rest of my gang were all overseas. Had fun though it was always the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nov 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams took centrestage again. Though I felt I wasnt going to do very well in this exams, in the end I did okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARTivate work got heavier and heavier as the time approach for our first show in Jan 2008. Qingliang taught us to write scripts. Hui Ling taught us acting. Move leaps and bounds in terms of theatre knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During exam week, couldnt wait to get back to theatre work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dec 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Trick or Threat' went fine. Got to know Xiaorong, Jesse, Xiangbin and Jingwen better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know Rei better also. Had a lot of fun. Picked up electrical skills along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My script was chosen for the Jan 2008 show for ARTivate, even though my first script was rejected totally and I was extremely late in the handing up something else. But by a stroke of luck, I was in time and got chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xi-ai and Rei was engaged to act in my show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between cleaning up Geylang East Old Folks Home with Drama Box staff and rehearsals for the Jan show, time trickled away very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend so much time with ARTivate and Rei and it was almost impossible not to get to know them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engaged to do 'House of Sin' with Baobao again next year in March 2008. Get to work with Ching and Evelyn. Sure going to learn alot from these people one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent festive season idling around, in between the massive workload that have descended upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well that sums up 2007 for me. To be fair, it was a fruitful year. I really learned alot alot and made vast improvements from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I have gone somewhere which I never thought was possible last year. And I felt I was lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have my lucky stars to thank. Even if there were serious down times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, 2008 will be an even more fruitful year for me, where I scale new heights, both in theatre and in academics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I asked to be hurt no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till 2008. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1224795500231439002?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1224795500231439002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1224795500231439002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1224795500231439002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1224795500231439002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-years-eve-lookback-2007.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve: Lookback 2007'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3jvXFDpwzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/FIme45kkO18/s72-c/17122007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5665859772409534594</id><published>2007-12-30T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:26:14.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><title type='text'>Drama Box Gala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a Christmas cum New Year Party at Drama Box on friday........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleh so much food that we couldnt finish. Well, lesson to be learnt about pot-lucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't talk so much. Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3em31DpwsI/AAAAAAAAADw/7ugZz7ybOwY/s1600-h/28122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149768176986866370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3em31DpwsI/AAAAAAAAADw/7ugZz7ybOwY/s320/28122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3em31DpwsI/AAAAAAAAADw/7ugZz7ybOwY/s1600-h/28122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food. SO MUCH FOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149768559238955730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3enOFDpwtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OWi0aqfBacA/s320/28122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Still alot of food. So much that everyone cannot finish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149768829821895394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3end1DpwuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HDbiCdcr1qc/s320/28122007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt; My immediate boss Koh Hui Ling and cast for my show Xi-ai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149769035980325618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3enp1DpwvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/kXY6KphAPpA/s320/28122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt; My crime in partners. ARTivators Hui Ping, Danfong, Xuemei and Jia Yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149769328038101762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3en61DpwwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oTakAiPvZ7U/s320/28122007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Nicole and Koh Hui Ling. The photo is damn funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149769847729144610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3eoZFDpwyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RTPKC7mai6k/s320/28122007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Koh Hui Ling, Nicole and another cast for my show, Rei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149769624390845202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3eoMFDpwxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/47GTf3eywkw/s320/28122007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;More crime in partnets. Guoquan (far left) and Guppy (second left). Set designer Jed Lim. Rei poh with Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That's all for now. Hope to scale greater heights in theatre with the end of this party, whatever the connection is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5665859772409534594?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5665859772409534594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5665859772409534594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5665859772409534594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5665859772409534594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/12/drama-box-gala.html' title='Drama Box Gala'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3em31DpwsI/AAAAAAAAADw/7ugZz7ybOwY/s72-c/28122007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-1672425184022116925</id><published>2007-12-28T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T02:40:08.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><title type='text'>Many Christmas Lands</title><content type='html'>Eventually, I didnt really had to spend christmas at home..... Went for lunch at Peifang laoshi's house, and then with Weiliang......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was okay. See the people who I never see for very long, see the people who I like very much, see the people who I don't like very much, see the people who grew up with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes fake, sometimes real sometimes don't know what happen.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thanks to laoshi for the forever delicious food that she always cooked........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no pictures to show for that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went out with Weiliang to quite a number of places. First, we had &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;tea at Raffles Hotel&lt;/span&gt;........ Thanks to Weiliang's mom who paid for the tea.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3Pqggc0FVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0yRKjulvd2I/s1600-h/25122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148716643202110802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3Pqggc0FVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0yRKjulvd2I/s320/25122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148717502195570034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3PrSgc0FXI/AAAAAAAAADI/cpiY19VpIG4/s320/25122007(002).jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The delicious cheesecake which I try not to eat so much because Weiliang's mom ordered and like it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Suntec to find Nat and Karin to see how they build bears. I would love to see it snow though.... (Nudge nudge private joke with Karin and Nat) Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Weiliang and I went the newly built &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Leisure Park&lt;/span&gt; in Kallang. Wah lao. Nothing one leh. So no pictures also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;East Coast Bedok jetty&lt;/span&gt; to like hang out and chat..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went the&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; biggest Cha-Can-Teng&lt;/span&gt; in Singapore. Nice place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3Pskgc0FYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WjDnXLgKg2Y/s1600-h/25122007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148718910944843138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3Pskgc0FYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WjDnXLgKg2Y/s320/25122007(006).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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exterior of the place. Really very nice.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3Ps6gc0FZI/AAAAAAAAADY/mCT18kkdW68/s1600-h/25122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148719288901965202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3Ps6gc0FZI/AAAAAAAAADY/mCT18kkdW68/s320/25122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Menu. Millions of dishes to look at. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3PtMwc0FaI/AAAAAAAAADg/NQC0nRVZ_Bs/s1600-h/25122007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148719602434577826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3PtMwc0FaI/AAAAAAAAADg/NQC0nRVZ_Bs/s320/25122007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Forgot to take pictures of the food. So here is the finished product &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3PtlAc0FbI/AAAAAAAAADo/b5pjLotzyMw/s1600-h/25122007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148720019046405554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3PtlAc0FbI/AAAAAAAAADo/b5pjLotzyMw/s320/25122007(005).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;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forever forget to take pictures. Another half-finished drink. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that ends Christmas. Other interesting photos of other interesting activities on other days coming up. So watch out on this space. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But that is if I have the time..... So short of bloody time now that I feel like vomiting blood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1672425184022116925?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1672425184022116925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1672425184022116925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1672425184022116925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1672425184022116925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/12/many-christmas-lands.html' title='Many Christmas Lands'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/R3Pqggc0FVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/0yRKjulvd2I/s72-c/25122007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6875932326840470589</id><published>2007-12-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T12:01:34.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad stuff'/><title type='text'>Left Out</title><content type='html'>This festive season, I feel left out of a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left out of christmas celebrations. Like nobody to celebrate with.... Everyone is busy with this and busy with that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve I will have nothing on.....Zzzzzzzz..... Then I only have one event on Christmas.... and that is lunch at a Peifang laoshi's house..... And I am not even sure if I will be attending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah.... Why everyone out of country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then New Year also like not many events. Like only one.... And that is to go drinking with Tze and Lin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel most left out of Singapore's strong economy growth and progress........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the country keep reporting better and better times, I keep asking how come my family is not included in the better times......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For awhile, it has been a rumor...... I keep hoping it does not happen.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it has been confirmed...... My father lost his job.... AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while Singapore get richer and richer, I feel stagnant.... I feel my family become stagnant..... And unlike other families where there are only one child, my family have three......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry at my parents.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I shouldnt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only conclusion that I can draw is that I am very determined that I will never have a family in the future unless i am rich....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich beyond my wildest dreams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to drag my children down......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I want them to drag me down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As simple as that......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.... Don't talk about it again..... Everytime I think of this I feel a strong surge of anger in me..... Which I am pretty sure will eventually hurt someone which I don't wish to hurt.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left out in the Christmas cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6875932326840470589?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6875932326840470589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6875932326840470589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6875932326840470589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6875932326840470589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/12/left-out.html' title='Left Out'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-6855903164674090336</id><published>2007-12-17T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T04:51:36.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Things'/><title type='text'>Tell Me Why</title><content type='html'>Tell me why, and I try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Gurmit Singh is among the top 10 most popular artistes when people simply just find him irritating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Zheng Ge Ping is the best actor when he just have to cow-bei in a super noisy show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Qi Yu wu not the best actor in a role that convinced people he can do other things rather just being broody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Ou Xuan not among the top 10 most popular artistes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am so nasty all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Hady Mirza is our Asian Idol when other Idols can sing better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Gurmit Singh is nominated for Golden Horse Best Actor award?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am so nasty all of a sudden?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6855903164674090336?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6855903164674090336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6855903164674090336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6855903164674090336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6855903164674090336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/12/tell-me-why.html' title='Tell Me Why'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-8318115700191818082</id><published>2007-12-16T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T02:37:23.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Treat or Threat</title><content type='html'>Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing 'Trick or Threat' is damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper after Bump in at Bugis with Xiangbin, Xiaorong, Jesse and Jingwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer-Drinking with Xiangbin, Xiaorong and Jesse the next night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on Thur night supper at Kopitiam with DB staff and Rei and Xi-ai etc. A havoc of a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to script writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8318115700191818082?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8318115700191818082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8318115700191818082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8318115700191818082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8318115700191818082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/12/treat-or-threat.html' title='Treat or Threat'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-7212318668901356512</id><published>2007-12-10T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T01:26:29.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><title type='text'>塑料杀死猫 (Plasticity Kills The Cat)</title><content type='html'>I got some very very happy news to announce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;By a stroke of luck,&lt;/span&gt; Kohhuiling chose my script for next year ARTivate' Jan show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you really cant imagine how exciting it is. Cause Kohhuiling is going to direct it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have professional cast Xi-ai and Rei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this whole two weeks Qingliang have been teaching me how to improve my script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to admit. He is a genius. You learn like enormously ALOT when he teaches you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A show based on a script by me done by professionals under a professional theatre group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dream come true&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself 3 years to achieve this to prove myself to those who look down on me but I did it in half a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard work has paid off. Together with a stroke of luck of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Now is the time to work even harder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7212318668901356512?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7212318668901356512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7212318668901356512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7212318668901356512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7212318668901356512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/12/plasticity-kills-cat.html' title='塑料杀死猫 (Plasticity Kills The Cat)'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5340276015530033146</id><published>2007-11-30T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:57:38.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Threat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'This is a world of have-nots, not haves.'&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama Box got new show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called 'Trick or Threat'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am crewing for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you like me, please come and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like me also never mind. Still can come support. Cause it is a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, exams are over now so going to spend time doing stuff that I like to do..... No more inorganic chem. No more molecular biotechnology. No more developmental biology. No more protein structure and function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Script writing, Crewing, Stage Managing, Production Managing, Producing, Acting Lessons, Performance Studies, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not a trick. Its not a threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a treat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama Box, here I come. (Everyday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'Love the ones that stay in my heart. Fuck the rest of the ephemeral world.'&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5340276015530033146?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5340276015530033146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5340276015530033146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5340276015530033146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5340276015530033146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/11/trick-or-threat.html' title='Trick or Threat?'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-4213539481611310672</id><published>2007-11-18T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T01:28:25.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>Alkaz. Posil. Stoika</title><content type='html'>Sorry so long no update. This blog like almost dead liao.... Wonder if people still drop by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with school and ARTivate stuff.....Every friday and saturday must spend hours after hours to attend acting and script classes by Kohhuiling and Qingliang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired..... but happy..... I am finally learning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I learn alot.... within a few short hours.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday watched the 1999 version of 暗恋。桃花园..... Qingliang taught us how to analyze the show properly and write scripts like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it increased my appreciation for this classic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting class is back breaking..... Alkaz. Posil. Stoika.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkaz. Posil. Stoika....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a knife that slice through the air....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot stoika properly become Bai-ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons deprive me of play.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But am happy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally learning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the new producer-production manager-stage manager of june show. &gt; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need help. Please come forward to register if you are a talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: You are a talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-4213539481611310672?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4213539481611310672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4213539481611310672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4213539481611310672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4213539481611310672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/11/alkaz-posil-stoika.html' title='Alkaz. Posil. Stoika'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-7075801301641157447</id><published>2007-11-09T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:22:39.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><title type='text'>Fuck BV</title><content type='html'>Fuck the film distributors of Lust, Caution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they release the R21 version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They already cheated my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the sake of Ang Lee and Tony Leung and Tang Wei, how can I not go and watch the show again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go watch again..... Just to see the full work by my directing idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to prove that I am right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the cut version is reduced in its emotional intensity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-7075801301641157447?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/7075801301641157447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=7075801301641157447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7075801301641157447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/7075801301641157447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/11/fuck-bv.html' title='Fuck BV'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-8543716590440325085</id><published>2007-10-30T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T01:58:39.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>六四告诉我</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'This is a world of have-nots, not haves'&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I keep listening to a song that move me to tears all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看你紧闭的嘴唇，它什么都不说......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看你飘忽的眼神，它无情的闪动.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看你和我的回忆和我擦肩而过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的改变太冷漠，我没有勇气大声的说&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;告诉我.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不是真的离开我.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;你也不愿这样的夜里，把难过留给我......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are weak and cheap... Thats why we do certain things even if we knew that we would hurt badly after all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate myself.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate my life......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate you......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate loneliness....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate running away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate being weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate being so emotional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate being hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate being down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate you......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate myself for hating you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'Love those that stay in my heart. Fuck the rest of the ephemeral world'&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126818938697480962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyYeqWTO-wI/AAAAAAAAACw/Qs_E9scqq_s/s320/11102007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;六四 ~ 天安门&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-8543716590440325085?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/8543716590440325085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=8543716590440325085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8543716590440325085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/8543716590440325085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_30.html' title='六四告诉我'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyYeqWTO-wI/AAAAAAAAACw/Qs_E9scqq_s/s72-c/11102007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-4562355322300495889</id><published>2007-10-27T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:22:31.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serious Stuff'/><title type='text'>甲午。从前</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'我把心留下来，身体给了它'&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚才有陌生人一直问我不想回答的问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了不想......或许参杂了一丝不知如何回答的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生平少数次，我不知如何回答问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为不想面对，而选择逃避。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为逃避，所以不想回答这个问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太多太多的回忆了.......可是怎么老想不起这些回忆是什么?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记不起的回忆....使我老是睡不安稳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回忆出现在梦里，梦醒后的苦滋并不好受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心坎里头的话，你听到了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果天亮时，大家还是选择离我而去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然身体坚持往前，但内心早已向现实底头了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'已经不能再回到从前了' ~ 这句话我铭记在心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;内心还是一直希望.........天冷你就回来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你明白吗？如果我不直说，你能听明白我心坎里头的话吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要以为你很懂.......其实你什么都不懂.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;甲午 ~ 北京&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-4562355322300495889?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4562355322300495889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4562355322300495889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4562355322300495889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4562355322300495889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_27.html' title='甲午。从前'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-6168050820236076849</id><published>2007-10-27T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T03:50:11.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Things'/><title type='text'>Pictures Galore</title><content type='html'>Okay people. A lot of pictures to upload but always no time. So a whole load of them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pile of shit left at Cafe Cartel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyJAcWTO-rI/AAAAAAAAACM/SS76FWgTLp8/s1600-h/28092007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125730181667814066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyJAcWTO-rI/AAAAAAAAACM/SS76FWgTLp8/s320/28092007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha no lah. Thats just a doughnut that Karin bought but look like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125730005574154914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyJASGTO-qI/AAAAAAAAACE/VBuz-8f-hcE/s320/28092007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Where did the shit drop from? The sky? - Nat wonders. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stuff we ate after we watch Lust Caution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125729743581149842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyJAC2TO-pI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hBkLMLC1Zzk/s320/07102007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My favorite dish at Xing Wang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curry Noodles. In the end I finished half even though it is Karin's food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125729554602588802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyI_32TO-oI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zt9F8xtqqFU/s320/07102007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125734493814979314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyJEXWTO-vI/AAAAAAAAACg/NSXHnJSIRvY/s320/30092007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;The loneliest Ice-Blended Mocha in the world. Haha. Bought it at Bukit Batok after tuition and sat at West Mall to drink alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup. Bleh ate alot of stuff.... but also spend alot of money....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have fun while we can.... Cause dont know when will be unhappy and poor again.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;我很好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;你呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;1814 ~ 新加坡河畔&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-6168050820236076849?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/6168050820236076849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=6168050820236076849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6168050820236076849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/6168050820236076849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/10/pictures-galore.html' title='Pictures Galore'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyJAcWTO-rI/AAAAAAAAACM/SS76FWgTLp8/s72-c/28092007(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-1915488613779343021</id><published>2007-10-26T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:43:09.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaints'/><title type='text'>Protein Structure &amp; Function</title><content type='html'>Very busy lately. No time to update........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My students having O levels so busy with marking their practice papers.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say its never ending marking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I complaining like a teacher even though I am still not one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really! Its never ending marking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not marking, then I am busy at the Brainforest of Clementi, isolating serum proteins and transforming zebrafish embryos.... And of course struggling with my laboratory reports....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Example of bad experimental technique:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125524719022307890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyGFk2TO-jI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZMn30etRFBY/s320/GelDoc+EQ2+2007-10-16+11hr+43min.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ka-na-sai. After spending six hours in Biochemistry Lab, the proteins never separate properly. What the fuck?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After doing all these, Youth Incubator lessons and work takes up the rest of my time........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the end of next june, I would have completed four shows! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Four? Okay, I am not going to have time next year either......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most exciting?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;House of Sin - Working with Li Xie again together with a galaxy of theatre stars again..... EVERYBODY must come and watch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arts Fest - What I cannot go Shanghai and do I do in Singapore. Is it a sub-urb? No its another country! Cheers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, enough of all these work related stuff....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wanted to upload some photos but stupid blogspot got some error things....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will be watching a film by local director Ekachai Uekrongtham (artistic director of Action Theatre) called 'Pleasure Factory' R21. Its a film about our geylang red-light industry and stars Loo Zihan, Yang Kuei Mei (Ang Lee's 'Eat Woman Drink Man' and Tsai Ming Liang's 'The Hole')  Although it receive terrible reviews, I think i will still go support because it is a local film.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its interesting to note that Loo Zihan (NTU Student) made news (WANBAO Front Page) because he went nude and had masturbation scenes in the film, which once again was cut by our lovely censors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I wanted to see is not the controversy but how a theatre person translate onto the silver screen....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway if you are interested, wait for my reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1915488613779343021?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1915488613779343021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1915488613779343021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1915488613779343021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1915488613779343021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/10/protein-structure-function.html' title='Protein Structure &amp; Function'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RyGFk2TO-jI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZMn30etRFBY/s72-c/GelDoc+EQ2+2007-10-16+11hr+43min.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-1190529964894053701</id><published>2007-10-24T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T13:42:26.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Stuff'/><title type='text'>无情。菜市口</title><content type='html'>真是无情无意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最凶的动物是女人，最无情的是男人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身为男人，我非常清楚。要是铁了心，我比谁都恨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;死孩子，别太认真。玩玩就算了。千万别放感情。只有不怕死的人才会认真的玩这个游戏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'人玩火的时候，受伤的总是自己'&lt;/span&gt; - HKT,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; in real life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我无情，请别怪我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受伤的人下场都是一样的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;戊戌~菜市口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-1190529964894053701?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/1190529964894053701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=1190529964894053701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1190529964894053701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/1190529964894053701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='无情。菜市口'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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-15061950.post-4355231367514556498</id><published>2007-10-07T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T01:02:10.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Lust.Caution</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Lust.Caution with Nat and Karin on saturday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie tickets are damn expensive on Saturdays lah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust.Caution is Ang Lee's latest directorial effort, his first chinese language film after 2000's sleeper hit 'Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon' which ignited the world's craze for martial arts period films....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is based on the short story by Eileen Chang, still considered as China's most authoritive female writer of her time, condemned by some of her countrymen as a writer with a narrow perspective that perpetuates from her novellas and essays, including Eighteen Springs which has already been adapted on the silver screens by other auteurs like Ann Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against a political backdrop of the Japanese Occupation period of China, it is essentially about love, passion, emotion and lust, just like 'Lan Yu' by Stanley Kwan. The tumultous times was just a tool to tell the story about a young lady (Tang Wei) caught between love and honour, and between two important yet cruel men (Wang Leehom and Tony Leung) in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never meant for the turbulent period to be the centrepiece of the entire narrative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with other Ang Lee films, Lust.Caution was seemingly quiet and slow on the surface, even bland, yet beneath the benign pacing and low volume of the film were intense powerful undercurrents that provided much of the dramatic tension that was required to lend the film weight and solidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent mahjong games were infused with motives held subtly by each of the mahjong players, and everyone in the game had their own agenda. This brings the true spirit of the mahjong game, 各怀鬼胎 to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, unlike other Ang Lee films like the aptly named Pushing Hands, Eat Women Drink Man and even Brokeback Mountain, Lust.Caution can be considered a personal groundbreaking film by the director as he negotiates and confront the dirty and dark side of life, violence and extreme passion being his centrepieces for this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does not shy away from the topics, taking them head on and deconstructing these thematics bravely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, I applaud him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang Wei will not be the next Zhang Ziyi, because she has a much wider emotional range. She will only be Tang Wei.... and no next this person or next that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she act well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Leung turned in yet another stellar performance. It is considered a breakthrough performance for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was apparent that Wong Leehom put into much effort into his character, under the terrific guidance of Ang Lee. Unfortunately he appeared stiff at times, inable to inject a certain degree of flexibility in dictating his lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The by-now famous edited version of the film, which I watched, unfortunately couldnt convey the required amount of emotional intensity to the audience. Even if it was personally edited by Ang Lee, it felt as if it a very important ingredient was missing from the whole film, preventing it from becoming the masterpiece that it was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a toothless tiger, without bite in other words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The censored version came about because the film would not have been passed through the conservative Chinese authorities and Ang Lee wanted the Chinese to still be able to watch the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad that art had to be compromised because of backward conservative people who couldnt accept confrontation of the darker side of reality and life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-4355231367514556498?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/4355231367514556498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=4355231367514556498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4355231367514556498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/4355231367514556498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/10/lustcaution.html' title='Lust.Caution'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-2245752807459418848</id><published>2007-09-26T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T03:47:46.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Things'/><title type='text'>The Lonely Planet</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The loneliest TV remote controller in the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RvllnSZgPKI/AAAAAAAAABU/vSRR5dvcDUA/s1600-h/25092007-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114230577484020898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RvllnSZgPKI/AAAAAAAAABU/vSRR5dvcDUA/s320/25092007-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everything I own is so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(More pictures of lonely possessions coming up)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-2245752807459418848?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/2245752807459418848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=2245752807459418848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2245752807459418848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/2245752807459418848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/09/lonely-planet.html' title='The Lonely Planet'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RvllnSZgPKI/AAAAAAAAABU/vSRR5dvcDUA/s72-c/25092007-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-3101628495187130244</id><published>2007-09-25T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T02:41:07.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Ratatouille</title><content type='html'>Just watched Ratatouille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic Film from Brad Bird, who came up with 'The Incredibles'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, saved for a few cheesy moments and if you ignored the improbability of certain plot parts, the film is very solid and yet enjoyable.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacing was even and aesthetic unity is strong enough for the plot to move efficiently ahead.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it four and a half stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film makes me want to be a chef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only know how to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113841766979615858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RvgD_iZgPHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-pAeukF_bnI/s320/24092007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So I can be a food critic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh by the way, my next short film is tentatively titled 'Tuitionation'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I get my way, it will star a theatre star.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-3101628495187130244?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/3101628495187130244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=3101628495187130244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3101628495187130244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/3101628495187130244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/09/ratatouille.html' title='Ratatouille'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RvgD_iZgPHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-pAeukF_bnI/s72-c/24092007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5368203222008335106</id><published>2007-09-23T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T04:04:32.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Things'/><title type='text'>A Sixth One</title><content type='html'>That day went Crystal Jade Kitchen at Holland V to meet nat and karin......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you all know that Crystal Jade got two outlets in Holland V?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didnt. So I rush into the wrong one then cannot find the two of them then kenna laughed at by the stupid waitress.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, eat and eat like mad and like spend alot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't help it if you are rich and earns money easily of course......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a sampling of what we ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113118743595072610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RvVyaCZgPGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aljkbXeNDss/s320/18092007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course there was more but we forgot to take pictures... Too hungry to care &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Koh Huiling say I turning brown..... I always wanted to be abit more tanned&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Manage to squeeze in one more production at the end of year JUST before the Sichuan trip&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So its like the sixth already. Record breaking......But I doubt I will push pass that or even reach the same number in the year to come.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I probably wont be staying in Singapore for Christmas cause a trip to China will take all the way till 30th.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, our dreams offer us comfort that the real world will never give.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So as long as I can, I will continue to dream.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5368203222008335106?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5368203222008335106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5368203222008335106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5368203222008335106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5368203222008335106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/09/sixth-one.html' title='A Sixth One'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/RvVyaCZgPGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aljkbXeNDss/s72-c/18092007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-9115242593279197187</id><published>2007-09-18T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:58:31.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>Child's Play</title><content type='html'>Read on if you want a upmost unique perception of something extremely ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Ru-qW-FmcDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aVjyR5ircWs/s1600-h/DSCF3576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111491413689135154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Ru-qW-FmcDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aVjyR5ircWs/s320/DSCF3576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is 'Act 20', a children's production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children's productions usually have hidden moral values within them.... And since they are watched by kids, they cannot be too hard to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus it compromises the depth of the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Act 20 is a multi-layered show filled with sexual undertones and homoerotic tensions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are guys playing with balls in the opening act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then girls join in after awhile with bigger balls.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why there's a guy banging doors which are supposedly male?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the doors are homoerotically coloured red?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do 2 parents not bring their daughter along on an outing to Mount Faber? It hints of strange and awkward inconvenience.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because they wanted to do something immoral up on the hill.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see a king running the country in his tumultous court but where is his queen? Or even concubines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when the king needs to release his carnal fustrations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Prime Minister beside him offers help, does it suggest more than simply straightening a crooked back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A village only has six dogs and about fifteen chickens...... Perhaps it is an indication of a thriving trade deep down in the dirty and dark underbelly of the village heartland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does a male cat catch a male rat only because its his nature? What exactly is his nature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we have a whole gang of boys and girls riding wooden horses vibrantly..... And they proclaim that a dirty alley is their heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What dark secrets are they trying to hide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would they be reaching out for help by singing about it loudly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children productions always don't mean much to me..... They are always as complex as a plain sheet of photocopying paper....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 'Act 20' wins me over with its very subtle and colourful expression of its ultimately dark and forbidden thematics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who can really achieve such a quietly powerful standard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-9115242593279197187?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/9115242593279197187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=9115242593279197187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9115242593279197187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/9115242593279197187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/09/childs-play.html' title='Child&apos;s Play'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_1dOPO_yZoBc/Ru-qW-FmcDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aVjyR5ircWs/s72-c/DSCF3576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15061950.post-5052088543671432055</id><published>2007-09-16T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T02:14:16.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Things'/><title type='text'>Porridge Hotpot</title><content type='html'>Today went to Liang Seah Street to have Porridge Hotpot with Junpeng, Jiajun and Yonglin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird combination right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Tze Hui pang seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more weird. Yonglin and Jiajun was delayed by something.... So I and Junpeng went Tong Shui for a drink while waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered something about myself.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know I am a good conversationalist..... Haha not very familiar with each other but I can dig out 101 things to talk about until the two arrive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard alot about 'purple airplane'..... Oooooo, so interesting. very dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I meant it. Not being sarcastic or anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, sometimes QNT shows provide the fun and excitement that no professional theatre group can ever give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15061950-5052088543671432055?l=apotopsis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/feeds/5052088543671432055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15061950&amp;postID=5052088543671432055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5052088543671432055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15061950/posts/default/5052088543671432055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apotopsis.blogspot.com/2007/09/porridge-hotpot.html' title='Porridge Hotpot'/><author><name>Kian Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
