<?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-5811233</id><updated>2011-08-13T02:55:20.221+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Seditionist</title><subtitle type='html'>My personal jurisprudence through equity dictating what goes and comes around in my very own personal sphere, affecting my life and thoughts one way or another.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-7911790608457689788</id><published>2009-09-27T21:59:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:23:58.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness - posted from iPhone</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe ashley's such a big girl now... Time has indeed flown past without any signs of mercy... I took a pic of her today n I have to say I really liked this pic a lot..Apart from that.. Katelyn's just growing stronger and bigger day by day.. The iPhone 3gs is really neat.. A cool gadget to have..The following pics are uploaded from my iPhone without any hassle!My love.. My soulmate .. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/7911790608457689788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=7911790608457689788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/7911790608457689788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/7911790608457689788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2009/09/randomness-posted-from-iphone.html' title='Randomness - posted from iPhone'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_K-Q0pibtG14/SsdAWlfBLhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/w0Ebby5CvMI/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-7803439052850951842</id><published>2009-06-28T23:15:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:26:31.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>About Katelyn-Mae</title><summary type='text'>It’s been an eventful month for me. What happened on the 6th of June has definitely proved to be another turning point in my life. A big one. And a happy one. I’m proud to announce that I am once again a father to my 2nd daughter, Katelyn-Mae Lim En Ting. 林恩婷. Born on the 6/6/2009 1834 hours. Birth weight – 2.96kg Length – 49cm (funny how they measure it by length and not height). Shes adorable. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/7803439052850951842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=7803439052850951842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/7803439052850951842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/7803439052850951842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-katelyn-mae.html' title='About Katelyn-Mae'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K-Q0pibtG14/Skd1TdR9-vI/AAAAAAAAADo/syulezrdyL0/s72-c/IMAG0545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-3606941023928957636</id><published>2009-04-08T23:43:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:47:38.437+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Daddy</title><summary type='text'>Some Estracts from my personal diary ...Today April 9th 2005 is perhaps one of the most important day in my life. It is a time where I'D sit back, ponder and think of the past, continue embracing what I have at present and to live on for THE future… .........It is perhaps not as gloomy in Singapore as it is over here. I awoke at 7am (5am in Singapore) with raging thunderstorms. I cannot help but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/3606941023928957636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=3606941023928957636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/3606941023928957636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/3606941023928957636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2009/04/tribute-to-daddy.html' title='Tribute to Daddy'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-5774055573145110031</id><published>2009-02-07T12:23:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:40:59.858+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st Post of the Year of the NIU!! (OX in mandarin)</title><summary type='text'>I’m losing my touch. Initially I thought about that I had so many or maybe I should use “much” things to write about considering that I haven’t been updating this blog, I realized how I cant seem to type as how I used to. I remembered how when I was in uni, I could just sit my ass down at any corner, be it at the cafeteria, garden, by the lake, outside my lecture room etc .. to type away… I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/5774055573145110031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=5774055573145110031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/5774055573145110031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/5774055573145110031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-losing-my-touch.html' title='The 1st Post of the Year of the NIU!! (OX in mandarin)'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-6093461910129662286</id><published>2008-12-31T02:34:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:36:32.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><summary type='text'>Hmm.. didn't know I could still remember my password to this site. I'll be back.. soon.. hopefully. Need to write about my year before ushering the new year...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/6093461910129662286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=6093461910129662286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/6093461910129662286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/6093461910129662286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-1273065118691984678</id><published>2008-05-18T03:26:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:40:23.097+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers day 2008</title><summary type='text'>When love and hate collides… what happens? --- Sleepless night…sigh… Ashley’s been crying and crying and crying all night. Hate it when she starts her nonsense. I tried to pat her to sleep but It just doesn’t work. She’s close to mummy and there’s simply nothing I can do to turn that around. I don’t blame anyone. Love, I love her for who she is and when shes not crying. Hate, I hate it when she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/1273065118691984678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=1273065118691984678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/1273065118691984678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/1273065118691984678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-2008.html' title='Mothers day 2008'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K-Q0pibtG14/SC8ZUT28XJI/AAAAAAAAABE/33gk9Tb220g/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-7831253588214144553</id><published>2008-03-15T03:47:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:40:23.512+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a bit here and there...</title><summary type='text'>Picture of the Lim's Residence. (Ashley-Mae, Me and Lisa-Marie)I can’t get to sl9eep. Damn. To think I’d be tired after my company’s function. For the past three Fridays.. or more), I haven’t been home early. I guess the Drinking (not much) and late nights screwed my bio clock.. or maybe I just don’t want to end my Friday night early. Afterall.. it’s the weekend.Oh yeah… I remembered playing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/7831253588214144553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=7831253588214144553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/7831253588214144553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/7831253588214144553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-bit-here-and-there.html' title='Just a bit here and there...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K-Q0pibtG14/R9q8QXzd3mI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hCo_P3TVFRk/s72-c/Rotation+of+IMG_0262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-2672125733133656579</id><published>2008-01-30T09:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:40:23.674+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sporadic thoughts/events</title><summary type='text'>Tried to get flikr to work, but it didn’t. Or rather, I couldn’t remember my password. But hey.. I didn't know I could do it over blogspot. cool..anyway, ashley's much bigger now. taller too.. this was taken when she was a few weeks old. She's 4 months 1 week old now.I believe this is the first time i'm making a partial appearance here too...It’s 5:30am and I’m up. No absolute reason to why I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/2672125733133656579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=2672125733133656579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/2672125733133656579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/2672125733133656579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2008/01/sporadic-thoughtsevents.html' title='Sporadic thoughts/events'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K-Q0pibtG14/R5-4Jsu-bfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qKHqWMn_Qsc/s72-c/Image009a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-9042607036061298358</id><published>2008-01-01T12:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T13:27:31.438+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another New Beginning.</title><summary type='text'>2007 – Much has changed. With regards to my life. Now, the next stage in life is to work towards retirement I guess. In life, (my very own version) we go through three stages in life the moment we breathe on our own? (correct me if I’m wrong). Simply put it - 1) Study 2) work and 3) retire. Simple as it may seem but yet we go through hardships, sorrow, pain, happiness, joy, excitement.. etc… Last</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/9042607036061298358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=9042607036061298358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/9042607036061298358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/9042607036061298358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-new-beginning.html' title='Another New Beginning.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-6664386125881562407</id><published>2007-11-11T15:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:46:56.135+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The two loves of my life</title><summary type='text'>My Wife, My DaughterLisa-Marie – A good caring wife and a good mum. I’ve been working late, of late.. Coming back by 10pm was a luxury… I needed all the sleep I can get. I appreciate so much. Why? Everytime when our daughter was fussing throughout the night, my wife would carry her out of the room so that I could have uninterrupted sleep. I don’t know how many women out there would make such </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/6664386125881562407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=6664386125881562407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/6664386125881562407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/6664386125881562407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-loves-of-my-life.html' title='The two loves of my life'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-117216005354278541</id><published>2007-02-23T01:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T02:00:53.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>For over a year and half...</title><summary type='text'>Time has flown indeed. Pee and Shit waits for no man. Comparative to my last post dated - 29/7/2005, I can’t help but to feel that I have aged a lot. Correction. I choose to believe that I haven’t aged one bit. Okay. Take a deep breath as I have done, before I continue typing.1) I found myself a job as a Design Engineer.2) 7 mths later, I left the company 1 month after once the company was taken </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/117216005354278541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=117216005354278541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/117216005354278541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/117216005354278541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-over-year-and-half.html' title='For over a year and half...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-112259038273131200</id><published>2005-07-29T08:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T08:41:12.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell..</title><summary type='text'>Its 6.30am in singapore .. Malaysia rather cause thats where i am. figured the safest way to travel is with the muslims. no worries bout having the plane shot down by some rockets. submitted my work .. a concluding report and three Cds of work.. at 2 am just 2 days ago. And guess what happened? my head hurts like hell.. my throats sore as shit.. and i got the fever for the past two days. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/112259038273131200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=112259038273131200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112259038273131200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112259038273131200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/07/farewell.html' title='Farewell..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-112151895519933669</id><published>2005-07-16T22:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:02:35.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pricey chat</title><summary type='text'>i was just talking to ningx on msn when she asked if my friends were going to pick me up at the airport. I replied no. And said that the only people who'd turn up are probably the creditors. initially.. i meant it as a joke.. but it wasnt after a couple of seconds before i found out how true my reply was... This is because.. i owe MY mum (1 grand), My sis (2 grand) My bro (1.4grand)..damn it..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/112151895519933669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=112151895519933669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112151895519933669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112151895519933669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/07/pricey-chat.html' title='Pricey chat'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-112114866445876599</id><published>2005-07-12T16:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:12:02.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A good Song</title><summary type='text'>Life is indeed getting tougher.. but definitely better..  When you're in pits where you're stuck with work.. play this -&gt;Living End - fly Away</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/112114866445876599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=112114866445876599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112114866445876599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112114866445876599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-song.html' title='A good Song'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-112077967648448286</id><published>2005-07-08T09:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:11:13.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoked-Updated</title><summary type='text'>I had like two peculiar dreams about someone for the 2nd time. My dreams have never been very specific to the point that I actually wake up in the middle of the night, furrowed brow…with one word..”woahhhh” … anyway.. I just thought about blogging since now I have the time and since I wouldn’t be blogging soon.. Lef.. it is true you cannot train pure instincts.. I didn’t say to train it.. but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/112077967648448286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=112077967648448286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112077967648448286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112077967648448286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/07/stoked-updated.html' title='Stoked-Updated'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-112019699550889551</id><published>2005-07-01T15:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:55:43.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some updates..-Updated</title><summary type='text'>I fell asleep not knowing when or how… but I do know one thing. I was woken up abruptly (cause i fell from the chair) and i got a solution to some work I was trying to think about just before I fell into this slumber. To think my brain is actually functioning whilst sleeping. Awesome but totally uncool.time for FAQs. (getting really tired of replying to these questions asked by my family, friends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/112019699550889551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=112019699550889551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112019699550889551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/112019699550889551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-some-updates-updated.html' title='Just some updates..-Updated'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111962428596614130</id><published>2005-06-25T00:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T00:54:47.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The one about being a model.</title><summary type='text'>bloody hell.. its 8 freaking degrees tonight!!! i'm wearing 4 T shirts and i look like a tortilla.About late evening when I was finally able to get back to my desk, I saw this huge brown box on my table. A note reads,  "Hey Maximus San, to help you better with your work, we decided to provide you this laptop. We know you have been working hard for us and we decide to give you these as gift. Also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111962428596614130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111962428596614130' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111962428596614130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111962428596614130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-about-being-model.html' title='The one about being a model.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111924464856083587</id><published>2005-06-20T15:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T15:44:12.983+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter..</title><summary type='text'>been really caught up with work and life... wait.. what life?!!.. anyway......Winter’s FUCK-ING HEREEEEEEE………. this morning.. I woke up feeling totally naked cause I was …. just had a towel wrapped round me… I did a very smart thing last night. I finished my shower at 3am and thought I’d just lie in bed for a short rest. I was soon captured by the Z monster and slept till this morning. Woke up at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111924464856083587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111924464856083587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111924464856083587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111924464856083587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/winter.html' title='Winter..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111915740164944307</id><published>2005-06-19T15:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:03:21.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the hole of the arse... you call em asshole,</title><summary type='text'>The world’s full of arse holes.. Asshole No. 1 – sent printjobs… not 1 not two but 28 printjobs… each to print about 40 over pages of pdf files (6MB)…I have to wait for his printjob to finish before I can print my stuff… and I think I have to wait for an hour at least… cause we’re all sharing the same printer in this building.When I asked him if he could just put on hold cause I’m only printing 2</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111915740164944307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111915740164944307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111915740164944307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111915740164944307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/hole-of-arse-you-call-em-asshole.html' title='the hole of the arse... you call em asshole,'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111872099889418839</id><published>2005-06-14T13:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T13:49:58.900+10:00</updated><title type='text'>happenings</title><summary type='text'>Something happened yesterday. I'm happy yet uncomfortable. I dont know how i landed myself in such a mess and it certainly doesn't feel good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111872099889418839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111872099889418839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111872099889418839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111872099889418839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/happenings.html' title='happenings'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111855138549960655</id><published>2005-06-12T14:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:43:05.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the dumpling festival</title><summary type='text'>I'm back. Wasn't really a fruitful trip and i dont know why the hell i was asked to be there.Day 1: i wore a pair of surf shorts, tees and ripcurl skate shoes for the first meeting ... was late cause my flight was delayed. .. arrived in a room filled with people in shirt, suit and tie..Day 2: I wore a shirt, tie, pants and work shoes.. the first to arrive... soon.. one after another... they came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111855138549960655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111855138549960655' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111855138549960655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111855138549960655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/dumpling-festival.html' title='the dumpling festival'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111815718497459880</id><published>2005-06-08T01:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T01:13:04.983+10:00</updated><title type='text'>To relax, is the ultimate key to success.</title><summary type='text'>I’m tired. but I’ve got displeasures to speak about. I’ve been working my ass off the past two months in order to achieve what I have been paid to do. To that, I have succeeded. I completed a report that took me two months. loads been lifted… but just when I was in a relax mode, a call came through to inform me that I have to attend a conference in Sydney and they expect me to get my ass there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111815718497459880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111815718497459880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111815718497459880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111815718497459880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-relax-is-ultimate-key-to-success.html' title='To relax, is the ultimate key to success.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111809612876197561</id><published>2005-06-07T06:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T08:31:56.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>show me the money!!!</title><summary type='text'>I woke up with pins and needles on my left arm.. I can hardly feel it… guess I must have slept on it the whole damnm night.. my right arm’s fucked.. my left arms fucked.. I’m fucked.on the contrary, I received my big ang pow this morning.. got my second pay.. and I must say its quite a hefty sum… considering the fact that it’s a month of pay… I’m a student.. and working part time.. or some of you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111809612876197561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111809612876197561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111809612876197561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111809612876197561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/show-me-money.html' title='show me the money!!!'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111801265224232197</id><published>2005-06-06T06:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T09:06:36.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a possible farewell party..?? (or not)..</title><summary type='text'>NingX.. if you are reading this.. please skip reading this post as this contains adult content.A conversation just last evening between me and my friend... that I hang out with over here.. and I tell you… he’s a mofo-ing genius… the kind of person who sleeps in lecture, wake up at the end of the lecture.. ask a question .. to have the lecturer reply,”I will have to check and get back to you on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111801265224232197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111801265224232197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111801265224232197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111801265224232197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/possible-farewell-party-or-not.html' title='a possible farewell party..?? (or not)..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111784665012232007</id><published>2005-06-04T10:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T11:01:16.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivated by Soundtracks..</title><summary type='text'>I was chatting with a friend this morning. He’s a long lost friend and he’s currently with the force.. Police force.. not star wars.. .anyone talk about star wars and i'll smack him in the head.. sick of this shit.. anyway... he reckons with my credentials.. I will be able to get the rank of inspector in just a matter of years if under contract. Then I thought… after being “固化子” (gangster) for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111784665012232007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111784665012232007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111784665012232007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111784665012232007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/motivated-by-soundtracks.html' title='Motivated by Soundtracks..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111779244607803593</id><published>2005-06-03T19:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:21:05.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>charged up.</title><summary type='text'>I’ve effectively been sleeping for the past 12 hours. (7am to 7pm). in addition to the last 9 hours (9pm to 6am).. spent the hour this early morning reading blogs, having breakkie and showering….(stole someone’s internet line via wireless… heh)I guess I postponed my sleep too much… and I guess my “battery’s” charged up now…life.. has finally gone back to normal...i was trying to be healthy and i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111779244607803593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111779244607803593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111779244607803593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111779244607803593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/charged-up.html' title='charged up.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111770330902894011</id><published>2005-06-02T19:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T19:08:29.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>phew...</title><summary type='text'>The present of work through the art of deception went fine. to my dismay.. the person who owns the work needed it back on thursday (today) by 12 for an exhibition today..I told them I will return it after recalculating it (they still did not know that it is basically gone)... Three days, 3 nights (72 hours)… Showered-2Meals – 5Sleep – 6 hours.Cursing and swearing at myself.. – non stop.. (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111770330902894011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111770330902894011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111770330902894011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111770330902894011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/06/phew.html' title='phew...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111749672161832920</id><published>2005-05-31T09:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T09:54:58.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for battle</title><summary type='text'>NS recruits call it Cover and Concealment.(Do anything but don’t get caught.. think they’ve always misinterpreted this for a different purpose)NS men call it camouflage. Women call it CosmeticsArtists call it touch upMagicians call it magicIllusionists call it illusionsEngineers call it Preliminary DesignConmen call it bilk.I call it the “The Art of deception”Seeing that there is no way I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111749672161832920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111749672161832920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111749672161832920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111749672161832920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/ready-for-battle.html' title='Ready for battle'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111745906644664484</id><published>2005-05-30T23:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T23:17:46.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so gonna get fucked...</title><summary type='text'>May I swear?? FUCK!! I’m FUCKED!... this time I’m gonna be so fucked that I wouldn’t know if I will ever have an ass to sit on in future.. I’m such a fucking genius … i deleted some file (not my work) off the system… and there is no way of retrieving back.. this drawing takes about 3 weeks to draw and I deleted it in 3 seconds… whats worse is that I have to present this tomorrow by noon. and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111745906644664484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111745906644664484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111745906644664484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111745906644664484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-so-gonna-get-fucked.html' title='i&apos;m so gonna get fucked...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111735064073223947</id><published>2005-05-29T17:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:28:21.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Candid</title><summary type='text'>A week ago….yeap.. that’s me… in a real awkward position…somewhat very comfortable actually. a technician caught me sleeping last Tuesday evening…I had my camera on my desk and he snapped away.. I never knew he took this pic until today when he wrote to me about this pic... This is why you should always lock your camera...yeap.. you'd better believe it.. i can sleep amazingly still.. its a trait </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111735064073223947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111735064073223947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111735064073223947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111735064073223947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/candid.html' title='Candid'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111729531706332059</id><published>2005-05-29T01:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T02:05:19.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sensible calculations</title><summary type='text'>security gurad came in and offered me a can of red bull. by the way, a can of red bull cost about 7 bucks here.. I was wondering.. its bloody quarter to 2am and he’s offering me red bull.. I was thinking.. “eh.. I want to sleep one eh…” but I accepted it anyhow…Its funny how it taste like cough syrup.. after downing.. I realized that it contains 480KJ of energy.. having too much time.. Obviously </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111729531706332059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111729531706332059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111729531706332059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111729531706332059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/sensible-calculations.html' title='sensible calculations'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111728136506105249</id><published>2005-05-28T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:56:05.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the one about the nose..</title><summary type='text'>I don’t remember getting punched in the nose.. so just what the hell is wrong with it. I’ve been effectively bleeding sparsely yet almost continuously for the past hour..I need blood.. what do girls eat to replenish the blood that they lose every month.. pig's liver is all that i know but its not readily available here..  awfully pissed and I’m running out of ammo to fight this war.. tissue and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111728136506105249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111728136506105249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111728136506105249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111728136506105249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-about-nose.html' title='the one about the nose..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111714849772805863</id><published>2005-05-27T09:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T09:01:37.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Diagnosed</title><summary type='text'>Two routes to take to determine the fate of my shoulder… (after early morning breakfast at 6 this morning)1)to china town to find a good Chinese sinseh.2)the highway to the hospitalI opted for the latter. After 3 hours, (xrays and a lot of touching)…I was diagnosed with a torn ligament on my shoulder (believe me.. this is the summarised verison). that explains why i was never without “discomfort”</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111714849772805863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111714849772805863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111714849772805863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111714849772805863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/diagnosed.html' title='Diagnosed'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111705919763807453</id><published>2005-05-26T06:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T08:19:24.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fears</title><summary type='text'>My fears…. the day I lose all my instincts…. regretting on a decision I made previously….. not being able to be a good dad as good as my dad….. not being able to live up to my own expectations..... not being able to live up to my dad's expectations of me even….. not being able to protect my love ones…..in living a life too full of myself sometimes I get overly conceited ….. not being able to even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111705919763807453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111705919763807453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111705919763807453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111705919763807453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/fears.html' title='Fears'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111700024294417068</id><published>2005-05-25T13:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T16:42:28.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mugged</title><summary type='text'>jst what the hell is wrong today... everything seems to be out of place.. am I missing something?? this morning.. upon arrival at uni..A )i was rebuked/retorted at by1) the cashier who served me coffee 2) the girl at the customer service when I was trying to get my mobile number replaced.3) by a friend ?? or no longer 4) by a student coming in with serious attitude problem claiming that he’s been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111700024294417068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111700024294417068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111700024294417068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111700024294417068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/mugged_111700024294417068.html' title='mugged'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111698695637916766</id><published>2005-05-24T12:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:45:16.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All about the mandarins..</title><summary type='text'>I told a Lie.. a song by Emi Fujita-Fields of Gold.. on itunes.. and i remembered the Last CD that i bought was actually in2003 October.. I had it specially ordered..for someone.. and it travelled from singapore to aust.. and back to singapore again.. anyway... This morning, I came to office thinking I should actually be more generous about my quarterly donations to the less fortunate. I came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111698695637916766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111698695637916766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111698695637916766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111698695637916766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-about-mandarins_24.html' title='All about the mandarins..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111680251901941729</id><published>2005-05-23T07:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T09:07:06.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Larly molling bost</title><summary type='text'>I had the best sex sleep ever. I woke up for the first time since eons with full up bursts of procrastination. 6am that is. Though its only been 5.30 hrs?? of sleep… but it was certainly well over sufficient.On my way to uni, there’s this chick walking right by me and she managed to make herself smell like err.. vanilla. It made me really hungry but I had to rush to school for this meeting at 8 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111680251901941729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111680251901941729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111680251901941729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111680251901941729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/larly-molling-bost.html' title='Larly molling bost'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111671697881656096</id><published>2005-05-22T07:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:09:59.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>some forwarded mail</title><summary type='text'>I've read this before some years and recently i got this again.. think it would be worth your while reading it if you havent..Hongkong EnglishHere's a new word for the day -- "Fanquevallemud"'Know what it means? Make a guess.......... You will after you've read the following conversation............Read aloud for the best results, Make sure your boss aint behind your back if you're at work. This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111671697881656096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111671697881656096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111671697881656096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111671697881656096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-forwarded-mail.html' title='some forwarded mail'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111666297035638391</id><published>2005-05-21T18:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T18:09:30.360+10:00</updated><title type='text'>inconsequentials...</title><summary type='text'>Aforementioned through FF... here's the continuation of the tag... Total volume of music files on my powerbook: 8340 songs. 43Gig .. ( I am so so dead if I ever get caught for piracy). Mr Lam from the IT department in my uni checked me laptop out and concluded that the number of songs in my laptop beat the total number of mp3’s all add up in all the computers in the entire campus.The last CD I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111666297035638391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111666297035638391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111666297035638391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111666297035638391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/inconsequentials.html' title='inconsequentials...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111664204809365844</id><published>2005-05-21T12:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T12:20:48.103+10:00</updated><title type='text'>personality type</title><summary type='text'>heres results of one of those "make you feel good test".. somehow i wonder why it didnt make me feel good.Your #1 Match: INFJThe ProtectorYou live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.You have complex, deep feelings, and you take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111664204809365844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111664204809365844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111664204809365844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111664204809365844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/personality-type.html' title='personality type'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111662996881535253</id><published>2005-05-21T06:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:05:34.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MYOB-Mind Your Own Business</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes when you’re peaceful andd happy and that you just want to be alone to be sitting in your chair doing your own stuff minding your own business. Right? This idiot came in and he started chatted to me talking about employment and economy differences between aust and Singapore. It was 6 bloody freaking am in the morning and of course my brain refuses to register anything. but since he is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111662996881535253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111662996881535253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111662996881535253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111662996881535253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/myob-mind-your-own-business.html' title='MYOB-Mind Your Own Business'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111660151744803569</id><published>2005-05-21T00:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T01:05:17.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Din Din..</title><summary type='text'>People ask how I spend my friday nights.. if I had good fun or dinner.I told them yes. this is what I had for dinner. kudos to the available food from the vending machines. Believe me.. these are the best there is to offer. besides, i made an attempt to make it a little healthy.. i had milk..  Total cost - $ 13.40 Note: the author does not have a sad life. Its just that the rain poured </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111660151744803569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111660151744803569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111660151744803569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111660151744803569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/din-din_21.html' title='Din Din..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111657461097870104</id><published>2005-05-20T15:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T19:47:25.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Game..</title><summary type='text'>Shirley, Shirley Bo, Birley Banana, Fanna, Foe, Firley Fee, Fie, Moe, Mirley…..no wait… I didn’t mean to start this off like this. 25 years in my life.. I’ve only found out something unique about my name. Not about the shears bridge.. not about franklin… its about limbs. When I got my user id to access computer accounts, I realized how they placed my name in such a way that it actually forms up a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111657461097870104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111657461097870104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111657461097870104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111657461097870104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/name-game.html' title='Name Game..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111653593349005219</id><published>2005-05-20T05:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T19:51:10.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed...</title><summary type='text'>a friend of mine mentioned to just some hours before that my sleeping hours are screwed. i brushed it off and i even joked about it.. but it is only until now i think its getting a little bit serious... hitting the sack at 2.. wide awake at 5ish.. and i'm awake.. i managed to achieve success in what i set my mind to accomplish but along with that, i get a trashed up life living like a walking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111653593349005219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111653593349005219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111653593349005219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111653593349005219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/screwed.html' title='screwed...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111648146119724805</id><published>2005-05-19T15:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T15:44:21.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to civilization</title><summary type='text'>laying on me bed yesterday, I swore that even if there were two whores waiting for a bang from north to south and west to east respectively, I wouldn’t be able to muster up enough energy for shags. Night out for dinner was good. Quiet peaceful. Had steak and wine but I was thinking about my bed more than anything else… Came straight home for a good half hour shower even though I had my 20 min </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111648146119724805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111648146119724805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111648146119724805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111648146119724805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-to-civilization.html' title='Back to civilization'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111609944934497730</id><published>2005-05-15T05:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T05:54:29.456+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Poetry</title><summary type='text'>The day is long and I can’t seem to slacken. The night is always young, the sky never seems to darken. The time has come for me to partake,  A challenge I know I have to conquer whatever it takes.I am confident that nothing will fail,Yet I am vulnerably paranoid, for I might wail. If this proves and comes to be a success,Home I come after sealing my work in a recess.(period).Its 5am in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111609944934497730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111609944934497730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111609944934497730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111609944934497730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/work-poetry.html' title='Work Poetry'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111598374412470464</id><published>2005-05-13T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T19:41:44.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got One shot..</title><summary type='text'>Its been a hard week for me. I have prevailed. My back aches from sleeping on chairs. I hate my new office. I’m sharing a big room with 3 other phd students who seems to live up to their “permanent head damage” title. they're smug.. they thought i'm doing a post grad course but i beamingly told them i hate studying and i'm only an undergrad. you should have seen the disbelief in their face when i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111598374412470464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111598374412470464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111598374412470464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111598374412470464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/ive-got-one-shot.html' title='I&apos;ve got One shot..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111593329972717944</id><published>2005-05-13T07:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T07:28:19.733+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep sucks</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I’d ask myself if sleep sucks. I’ve been sleeping the barest minimum to what my physical self can hold. clocking 6 hours for the past 52 hours, staring at two screens watching and making sure everything is (still am looking) working. Never you mind the details. you wouldn’t wanna know.I miss my bed and i hate my persistence.Its friday the 13th, a time for me to remember only to walk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111593329972717944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111593329972717944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111593329972717944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111593329972717944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/sleep-sucks.html' title='sleep sucks'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111571578771755372</id><published>2005-05-10T19:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T19:03:07.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><summary type='text'>There is always a time and place for everything.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111571578771755372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111571578771755372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111571578771755372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111571578771755372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/05/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111284048850964449</id><published>2005-04-07T12:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T11:30:59.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogue-Updated</title><summary type='text'>Dear Family, Friends and Foes,I am here today to announce that this shall be my last post. The reason to why I’d come to this decision is for the fact that I’d be too busy with my work to continue blogging.I hope this isn’t too sudden for some of you and I’d wish you all the best in your future endeavors. Thank you once again for staying onboard all this while. Godspeed.--------------------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111284048850964449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111284048850964449' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111284048850964449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111284048850964449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/04/epilogue-updated.html' title='Epilogue-Updated'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111275723134973050</id><published>2005-04-06T12:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:13:51.350+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me the money...</title><summary type='text'>Wholly Shit .. Sweet Holy mother of God. I couldn't believe what I saw in my mailbox this morning when i got to my office (my current shared office as a tutor-cum-lab assistant)... Mail was from the UK... A researcher in notingham uni (however you spell it... I always thought it to be Nothing Ham. anyway its not important)... he was asking me for the specifications and engineering drawings of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111275723134973050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111275723134973050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111275723134973050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111275723134973050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/04/show-me-money.html' title='Show me the money...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111268367336270100</id><published>2005-04-05T16:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:47:53.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Busy.</title><summary type='text'>picture this. A guy walks into the school compound slouching as he walks, dragging his lazy feet and ass, with songs of anger and hatred blasting in his ears. With the unforgiving sun pissing in his face and eyes every damn morning, he is obliged to put on his shades, try as he might to hide his face so that he doesn’t have to smile to familiar faces. Totally oblivious to everything in the X, Y </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111268367336270100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111268367336270100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111268367336270100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111268367336270100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/04/simply-busy.html' title='Simply Busy.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111233514612672012</id><published>2005-04-01T15:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:04:31.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools.. Taken for a Fool..</title><summary type='text'>I knew something was different today and I just couldn’t figure what it was. i just hoped that it wouldnt be calamitous as i brushed.. i woke up with this massive hang over I got from yesterday. My head was still knocking like hell even after three short shots of black coffee (the strongest of the strongest- compressed powder) ...I was so hammered last night that the only thing I recalled myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111233514612672012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111233514612672012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111233514612672012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111233514612672012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-fools-taken-for-fool.html' title='April Fools.. Taken for a Fool..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111225252530353224</id><published>2005-03-31T16:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T17:16:04.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking cock</title><summary type='text'>Well.. I guess this is the Second post for the day.. here's a conversation between me and a friend..[14:25:47] Chua says:eh tonight wanna go party? i am organiser.. got a lot of chicks.. and booze[14:26:09]        Maximus -[Imminent Impeccability] says:are you sure... wo du su sao .. ni bu yao bian wo..[14:28:47] Chua says:serious..my treat.... wo mei you pian ni[14:30:50] Chua says:you;ve got to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111225252530353224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111225252530353224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111225252530353224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111225252530353224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/talking-cock.html' title='Talking cock'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111223015518777505</id><published>2005-03-31T10:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T11:12:25.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Holidays</title><summary type='text'>If you're looking for something interesting, this is not a post you should be reading. Go to www.howstuffworks.com or http://www.openoffice.org/(for free openoffice softwares) instead.Easter. Easter was good. I had such a good Easter that I can find no words to describe it. (this way I don’t even have to actually relate how good it was here). The purpose of this journal is to help me remember </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111223015518777505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111223015518777505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111223015518777505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111223015518777505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-holidays.html' title='Easter Holidays'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111176239465182451</id><published>2005-03-26T00:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T00:06:48.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><summary type='text'>Karen 24 years in age, beautiful as she is (least to me), cute, ... she completed her degree in computer science and now shes here to learn english for a year in order to get better job placements.. shes a real good cook who cooks really spicy stuff ... and she'd go lighter on the spices just for me when she knows i cant stomach them very well..  …. and we’re very much infatuated with each other.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111176239465182451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111176239465182451' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111176239465182451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111176239465182451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111131825253510471</id><published>2005-03-20T21:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:30:52.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Legend of Hou Yi and the slutty Chang Er</title><summary type='text'>Post is erroneous.. dont have time to check.. bear with it.. A Malaysian classmate of mine asked me what or how the Easter holiday came about. I thought it was an easy question and that I could answer him by the snap of my fingers. It wasn’t until when I TRIED to reply him that I found it so difficult to answer him. He then asked why there would be bunnies whenever Easter is mentioned. I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111131825253510471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111131825253510471' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111131825253510471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111131825253510471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/legend-of-hou-yi-and-slutty-chang-er.html' title='Legend of Hou Yi and the slutty Chang Er'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111125498355243957</id><published>2005-03-20T03:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T04:03:33.793+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In business...</title><summary type='text'>some 5 months ago, I’ve been writing and had emails bouncing back and forth with regards to why the hell I couldn’t revert from lifegoesonstilll.blogspot.com back to lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com (my original url …Note the indistinct difference between 3 Ls and 2 Ls in the word still). My queries was never elucidated as well..I never knew why there was a swap in the url and.. I’ve relentlessly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111125498355243957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111125498355243957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111125498355243957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111125498355243957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-in-business.html' title='Back In business...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111125087569066670</id><published>2005-03-20T02:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T02:47:55.690+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye</title><summary type='text'>Please go to lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com (2 Ls in the word still)  as this site will no longer be updated.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111125087569066670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111125087569066670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111125087569066670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111125087569066670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/bye.html' title='Bye'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111111525847550064</id><published>2005-03-18T12:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T02:03:51.273+10:00</updated><title type='text'>How my fourth class came and went...</title><summary type='text'>(Post is erronous. Bear with it)This morning I faced an exceptionally big “audience”. (Least it ais to me.) i was triaxially daunted by a class of 22 students… which was unusually big for me as compared to the usual 15. It was for the fact that it poured heavily in the early mornings that some students missed the first tutorial (8-10) and decided to come for mine (1030-1230). Being pragmatic, as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111111525847550064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111111525847550064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111111525847550064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111111525847550064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-my-fourth-class-came-and-went.html' title='How my fourth class came and went...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111102938560214179</id><published>2005-03-17T13:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:43:30.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture treat</title><summary type='text'>Ladies and Gentlemen, I’d like to present to you a few pictures that will dictate my life over the past two weeks. this is the completed 6m pontoon that’s been deployed into the water. IT FLOATS! all automated and operational. I spent 2 weeks designing and fabricating it. Consists of pvc pipes, motors and aluminum. Just so you know, the fabrication is more complicated than it looks in the picture</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111102938560214179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111102938560214179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111102938560214179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111102938560214179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/picture-treat.html' title='Picture treat'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111095108100255479</id><published>2005-03-16T15:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T13:09:43.746+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Physio-Updated</title><summary type='text'>Herein the cafeteria just 3 feet away from where I sit lies the most beautiful lady insitu, that I’ve last seen in months. The way she pouts, the way she smiles, the way she tries to spin her pen, the way she sashayed as she stood up to make purchase at the vending, and how graceful she was when rearranged her hair, I could almost hear my heart pounding louder by the minute as we exchanged </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111095108100255479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111095108100255479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111095108100255479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111095108100255479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/physio-updated.html' title='Physio-Updated'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-111078130473831475</id><published>2005-03-14T16:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T16:28:17.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting week</title><summary type='text'>Unsatisfied with the recent preposterous increase in price for a cup of chips (it used to be 1.50 and now its 1.90), I poured about 280ml of barbeque sauce, 10ml of sweet non spicy chilli (can’t stomach spicy food very well), 4 sachets of salt, 2 sachets of black pepper and about 10 pieces of serviettes … I reckoned with these, I’ve made up for the 40cent extra on my cup of chips for lunch. I’m </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/111078130473831475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=111078130473831475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111078130473831475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/111078130473831475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/starting-week_14.html' title='Starting week'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110972288979742726</id><published>2005-03-02T10:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T13:35:50.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A good Mid- week</title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning to perceive the sound of ecstatic bird songs pounding right into the tranquility of dawn. The hollow vastness of the sky seemmed somewhat gloomy in contrast to my triumphant ardor. I never knew why I’m so superbly upbeat given that I only had 4 hours of sleep. (took me less than a min and a half to write this)All right.. CUT THE CRAP,.. who writes like this nowadays… why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110972288979742726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110972288979742726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110972288979742726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110972288979742726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-mid-week.html' title='A good Mid- week'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110964884535640538</id><published>2005-03-01T13:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T13:38:11.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A really really Rough day</title><summary type='text'>You’ve got no bloody idea how pissed I am right now. This morning, I stained my shirt with some grease. Some stupid grease by the brand of BigFoot thats pink in colour. My wrath summitted to hazardous levels when I got my pants stuck on some stupid dirt in the workshop subsequently. (Some DDH had actually placed some used Teflon grease onto the table and I sat on it.) In case you’re wondering, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110964884535640538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110964884535640538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110964884535640538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110964884535640538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/03/really-really-rough-day.html' title='A really really Rough day'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110957578999324020</id><published>2005-02-28T17:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T17:34:25.483+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Time.. I mean.. Day at school.</title><summary type='text'>I’ve typed this sporadically as I’m multi tasking1)chatting on msn with three other people2)helping my friend out on a problem3)surfing and replying emailsAs such, post would be erroneous and incoherent. bear with it.Somehow I don’t feel like I’m part of this school anymore (sweet Holy mother of God…phew..) heh.. Maybe its due to the fact that I’m left with no subjects and only my report to write</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110957578999324020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110957578999324020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110957578999324020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110957578999324020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-first-time-i-mean-day-at-school.html' title='My First Time.. I mean.. Day at school.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110939822071068745</id><published>2005-02-26T16:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T16:10:20.713+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You learn everyday..</title><summary type='text'>I was trying to console a friend as he’s telling me stuff about how incapable he is and stuff… I threw him a line telling him that there is a Chinese statement that I learnt, “If you have a horizontal heart, an Iron rod can be forged to a needle”. He never really understood what I was saying cause he’s an ang mo. I then tried checking around with the people on my msn list to check if they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110939822071068745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110939822071068745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110939822071068745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110939822071068745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-learn-everyday.html' title='You learn everyday..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110934567684812741</id><published>2005-02-26T01:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T09:24:05.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Should NEver have more Balls than Brains</title><summary type='text'>Guess what? I just got news from a friend about her opinion on me. Its bad if you’re sensitive and adamant if you’re insensitive. So, right now this very moment, I’m torn between trying to think if I should be sensitive or insensitive. She’s a graduate from last semester and we got to talk about how we first met. She said from the time she came to know me and throughout the last 2 semesters, she’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110934567684812741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110934567684812741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110934567684812741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110934567684812741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/should-never-have-more-balls-than.html' title='Should NEver have more Balls than Brains'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110920904158351125</id><published>2005-02-24T11:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T11:44:34.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A date I never thought I'd get.</title><summary type='text'>I got to the gym at 7.30am. YES. 7.30am, not because I’m a health freak or a gym wack but its for an assessment I paid for. Its called the Body Fat Assessment Fitness Test. It includes … wait.. let me find that piece of paper.. 1)Body fat by DXA 2)Energy burnt at rest3)Fitness Level4)Energy Expenditure5)Energy intake6)Blood lipid profileThe total cost for this entire test is about 450. Many a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110920904158351125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110920904158351125' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110920904158351125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110920904158351125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/date-i-never-thought-id-get.html' title='A date I never thought I&apos;d get.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110912871023493507</id><published>2005-02-23T13:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T13:18:30.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a working day..</title><summary type='text'>ALERT – Boring post ahead – Only Suitable for people close to me who wants to know about my life and what I’ve been up to. Last week went by really slow for some reasons. To which I haven’t got a clue. However, I would say it was very productive yet monotonous. This week was eventful, busy, pre-scheduled and yet productive as well. Since mid last week till now, I’ve been working on re-designing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110912871023493507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110912871023493507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110912871023493507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110912871023493507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-working-day.html' title='Just a working day..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110905618677515652</id><published>2005-02-22T17:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:15:06.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego Kills..</title><summary type='text'>“Urmmph…ummpphh…gruuuuntttt…..phhhhhhh……. (couple of breathes) Urmmpppphhh….” Were the exact sounds I produced. These are not sounds of pleasure from getting laid but rather sounds of ultimate distress. How’d you make sex noises? Try this (Not for kids)… Have 70kilos of weights on your chest without any support and strength from your arms and shoulders to lift it off. This happened to me just a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110905618677515652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110905618677515652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110905618677515652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110905618677515652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/ego-kills.html' title='Ego Kills..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110860564314888797</id><published>2005-02-17T12:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T12:00:43.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Virus Alert.</title><summary type='text'>I just read about this.. think its essentially important that this gets around...ALERT!   There is a new virus in the wild.   The code name is WORK.If you receive WORK from your colleagues, your boss, via e-mail, or fromanyone else, do not touch it under any circumstances.This virus wipes out your private life completely.   If you shouldhappen to come in contact with this virus, take two friends </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110860564314888797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110860564314888797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110860564314888797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110860564314888797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/virus-alert.html' title='Virus Alert.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110844197755976696</id><published>2005-02-15T14:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T14:59:35.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut and Toss the salmon stuff</title><summary type='text'>Today February 15, 2005 marks the 7th day of Chinese New Year. People get to eat low hei.. toss and turn that salmon stuff , wishing for prosperity, health, wealth, sex, and luck. It marks post Valentines day AND it also marks the anniversary of my break up 2 years ago. Break ups. The most amiable form of gesture if it ended well, and the most antagonise route that one has to take if it ended </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110844197755976696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110844197755976696' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110844197755976696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110844197755976696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/cut-and-toss-salmon-stuff.html' title='Cut and Toss the salmon stuff'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110836620704484036</id><published>2005-02-14T17:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T17:30:07.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers.</title><summary type='text'>I was looking through horsing around.. to find... ----http://www.fareastflora.com/promotions/thumbnails.asp?pn=VDAY052 Grand for flowers?!!! whoa......Can anyone tell me what kind of flowers these are??? Sheesh.. I'd be damn..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110836620704484036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110836620704484036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110836620704484036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110836620704484036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/flowers.html' title='Flowers.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110835026495011748</id><published>2005-02-14T13:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T13:19:37.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Valentines Day special</title><summary type='text'>You know the kind of chairs with wheels that can be found typically almost everywhere (unless you live in stone age)…. I’ve got a new perspective bout them. They’re deadly. Stay away from them as far as possible. Especially the well greased ones Maybe even write to the legislation to have them pass a law bout chair license or something .. Or EVEN have a speed limit imposed like.. 0.2m/s or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110835026495011748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110835026495011748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110835026495011748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110835026495011748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day-special.html' title='The Valentines Day special'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110817213484730420</id><published>2005-02-12T11:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T11:44:30.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday..Calm, and boring.</title><summary type='text'>I’m at the library and the librarians are chatting away like nobody’s (nobodies???) business and somewhere down the lines were something about shopping, fats. flabby, zara, mirror, discounts, fashion chain, budget clothes, limited edition….blah blah blah… I wonder if they knew I’m just bout 7 meters away from them. Women… but toally understandable. Otherwise what can they talk about? This morning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110817213484730420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110817213484730420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110817213484730420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110817213484730420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/saturdaycalm-and-boring.html' title='Saturday..Calm, and boring.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110810861553714790</id><published>2005-02-11T17:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T18:09:39.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>In search for Logical explainations to illogical issues.</title><summary type='text'>I am highly intimidated by the number of China geniuses sitting around the computer laboratory today. Since when are there so many china people in my uni?? However, you must know that these are the guys who aren’t only geeks but they are also people who do the god damn Olympics. Sometimes I don’t understand why they’re speaking like they have their tongues curled up 98 percent of their speech. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110810861553714790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110810861553714790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110810861553714790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110810861553714790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-search-for-logical-explainations-to.html' title='In search for Logical explainations to illogical issues.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110800533261003485</id><published>2005-02-10T13:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T17:05:38.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'>.............</title><summary type='text'>I received news just on the night of New Years Eve. What was I doing when I received the piece of news? I was just about 20 centimetres away to sinking my teeth into my slice of pizza. It was devastating….to the extent that I lost my appetite.  Why must this happen… How…I’ve got questions banging into my head … the news hit me like a ton of bricks... I was Distraught.. What was it about? A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110800533261003485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110800533261003485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110800533261003485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110800533261003485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='.............'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110785599192249436</id><published>2005-02-08T19:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T19:47:44.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner</title><summary type='text'>I've got so many invites for reunion dinner this year. The bugs, birds, insects, mosquitos, ants, spiders... and a china girl.Also, I am thinking what I should have tonight (given that its 7.41pm right now over here and I only had a pack of chips the whole damn day)...I'm thinking bout pizzas, KFC, hungry jacks and pan cakes.. But i think I'd go for pizzas and pasta... this way.. I wouldnt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110785599192249436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110785599192249436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110785599192249436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110785599192249436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/reunion-dinner.html' title='Reunion Dinner'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110774417206059569</id><published>2005-02-07T13:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T12:51:36.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Maximus</title><summary type='text'>I'm in the library and my head itches like there was head lice on it.. I scratched.. I felt something crawling onto my hand. I looked at my hand.. there was nothing. I heard a beautiful voice just right behind me and I decided to turn around to check that chick out. Turning around … I was astounded to see this big big massive (size of a 10 cent coin) fucking huge spider ON MY SHOULDER!!! How the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110774417206059569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110774417206059569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110774417206059569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110774417206059569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/spider-maximus.html' title='Spider Maximus'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110760350183731744</id><published>2005-02-05T20:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T21:38:21.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'>About Life</title><summary type='text'>Warning - The author is deep in thoughts thinking about life as he is typing this. so…Uless you’re willing and to hear him preach, you shouldn’t carry on reading further. Waking up whilst shampooing, shaving and brushing concurrently (late for an appointment) getting ready to leave home, i pondered about the people at past, present and about to appear in my life due to the train of familiar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110760350183731744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110760350183731744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110760350183731744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110760350183731744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/about-life.html' title='About Life'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110733171098783366</id><published>2005-02-02T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T15:45:21.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Delusions.</title><summary type='text'>Here’s the verdict. I decided to go for ST. Over the past whole week or more, my intimate feelings with ST seems to have escalated to depths denser than it has ever been for me as compared to others. I promised you pictures they’re pictures, so here they are…Allow me to introduce to you, my new Speed Trainers. Its light, comfortable, gentle on soles and most importantly very efficient. Cost AU</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110733171098783366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110733171098783366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110733171098783366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110733171098783366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/02/delusions.html' title='Delusions.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110706167801733444</id><published>2005-01-30T14:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:07:58.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Religions</title><summary type='text'>I've been reading post bout religions from two of my friends.. so i decided to play a part.. This is a conversation between a friend of mine and me on msn just a couple of mins ago.. 12:52:03]        Maximus -[Imminent Impeccability] says:going to church later[12:52:11]        Maximus -[Imminent Impeccability] says:havent been to church for more than 1 year[12:52:11]        Maximus -[</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110706167801733444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110706167801733444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110706167801733444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110706167801733444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/religions.html' title='Religions'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110663989570054587</id><published>2005-01-25T17:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:03:48.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><summary type='text'>this is my humble palace...Clockwise from top left...Main entrance, BBQ area, Gym, poolMy one bedroom apartment.. living room.. dont ask me why I have the supermarket trolley in my living room.. thats cause i went grocery shopping and i was too lazy. decided to push it all the way back rather than carry it all the way back..My room...My WorkstationAnd this is how far I have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110663989570054587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110663989570054587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110663989570054587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110663989570054587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110653462219049499</id><published>2005-01-24T13:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T12:58:34.786+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged in War..</title><summary type='text'>Was it just me or was it just something else.. This morning.. I woke up with these following frus-nonying issues..1)My mobile is out of credit2)I woke up half an hour later than I intended to.3)I got a call from my lawyer stating that my case between my landlord and I have escalated due to incremental discrepancies. (Will relate furhther later)4)I woke up to find.. --- (THIS is the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110653462219049499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110653462219049499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110653462219049499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110653462219049499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/engaged-in-war_24.html' title='Engaged in War..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110636688916653965</id><published>2005-01-22T13:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T14:16:25.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Incident</title><summary type='text'>So, I rented a car in order to move my stuff to my new place. I went to the car rental company and I rented this 1.8L Nissan Pulsar for a day and it amounted to 62 bucks. by the way, the girl who served me…. her name was Tamiko. I chatted with her for a bit and I learned to find that shes a mix of Mexican, Chinese, Japanese and Australian. Know what they always say about mixed blood… damn… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110636688916653965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110636688916653965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110636688916653965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110636688916653965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/incident.html' title='The Incident'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110626882335530867</id><published>2005-01-21T09:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T11:22:31.730+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie..</title><summary type='text'>Pain, tiring, chaotic, messed up whichever words you can choose to describe how I have been yesterday. And now... my shoulders are aching like hell...this is definitely a sign for me to get back to working out..afterall, i think i've fully recovered from appendicitis.. Apart from the moving, my face and shoulders is fucked…. I’m peeling like a banana and flaking like … err… snow flakes.. no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110626882335530867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110626882335530867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110626882335530867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110626882335530867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/quickie.html' title='Quickie..'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110606092536472918</id><published>2005-01-18T23:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T01:08:45.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Backpacking</title><summary type='text'>Damnit.. typed a whole page of stuff erallier on and the page got lost.. now I have to retype ti so this is going to be a quick one.. Things/people that I accomplished/did/met this trip1)I completed 12 dives in two days. 9 days dives and 3 night dives in Cairns.2)Completed reading my book which I haven’t been able to finish for the past 6 months cause I was too busy. titled “The fire Inside” </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110606092536472918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110606092536472918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110606092536472918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110606092536472918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/backpacking.html' title='Backpacking'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110571126324296808</id><published>2005-01-14T22:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T00:01:03.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'>About the Exams</title><summary type='text'>WARNING – Post might contain highly offensive choice of words. content is rated NC-10. This is an extremely long post as I’ve blogged the entire preceding of the duration of my examination. SERIOUSLY... Break this reading into 3 parts. Rest your eyes inbetween...Also, post is erroneous. Apologies for all grammatical, and spelling errors.Rituals that I would perform before all my exams without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110571126324296808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110571126324296808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110571126324296808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110571126324296808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/about-exams.html' title='About the Exams'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110526715497701710</id><published>2005-01-09T20:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:36:47.960+10:00</updated><title type='text'>At my Signal... Unleash Hell...(ETA 11 hours)</title><summary type='text'>Yes. Tomorrow and the next 4 days to come.. I’ve got exams. One exam in one day after another. I wonder why I aint stressed at all even though I know I’m not fully prepared. Take for example now, its quarter to 9pm (7pm in Singapore) and I’m about to go to bed just right after I read this last 4 pages (God knows where it came from.. Have never seen these pages before throughout this semester), </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110526715497701710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110526715497701710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110526715497701710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110526715497701710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/at-my-signal-unleash-helleta-11-hours.html' title='At my Signal... Unleash Hell...(ETA 11 hours)'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110475769548360256</id><published>2005-01-03T22:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T23:59:24.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A student's log worth remembering.</title><summary type='text'>Ok. this happened to me today. I haven’t been able to solve this problem for about 4 months already. It’s a big stupid irritating son of a bitch problem and it is one of the basic fundamental chapters on business asset operations management (a business subject that I am taking) or what I might call crap. 4 months. For 4 whole damn months...I couldn’t understand what and why the solution comes out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110475769548360256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110475769548360256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110475769548360256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110475769548360256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/students-log-worth-remembering.html' title='A student&apos;s log worth remembering.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110467904869103006</id><published>2005-01-02T23:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T01:17:28.690+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Secrets Part 1</title><summary type='text'>I have been watching this movie “My sassy girl” for the 8th time today. I remembered when I first watched it 2 weeks ago, I had so much trouble understanding it. Not because my mandarin sucks but the one in my computer is in Korean with Chinese sub titles. I am not watching it for the 8th time today because of the lead actress. I was rather looking for “clues”. I’ve been told that there were 10 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110467904869103006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110467904869103006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110467904869103006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110467904869103006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/hidden-secrets-part-1.html' title='Hidden Secrets Part 1'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110456744231698807</id><published>2005-01-01T18:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T10:57:31.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chino flatmate</title><summary type='text'>You ever get this feeling where everything seems so out of place that you start to hesitate if you got into the wrong house? This happened to me when I went home to my other house today (needed to collect some clothes). I opened the door as usual…. and ...Wait a minute!!.. somethings wrong.. somethings not right...… I saw much unfamiliar stuff lying around the living room. I backed away as silent</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110456744231698807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110456744231698807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110456744231698807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110456744231698807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-chino-flatmate.html' title='My Chino flatmate'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110455003945442255</id><published>2005-01-01T13:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T22:13:41.066+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More aid.. definitely.</title><summary type='text'>How many enjoyed New Years Eve yesterday? I did. The peace was good. How many of you spend close to say… 200 dollars yesterday on transportation, food, partying and drinks. To date as I type this, there are about $1.2 billion dollars in aid pledged for about 5 million survivors. As an engineer, I can’t help but to calculate an approximate of how much each is getting. The answer came up to be no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110455003945442255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110455003945442255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110455003945442255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110455003945442255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-aid-definitely.html' title='More aid.. definitely.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110441939302445702</id><published>2004-12-31T01:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T01:45:45.536+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you wonder...</title><summary type='text'>Just some updates extracted from BBCishan’t harp on how painful or mournful it is to see the catastrophic devastation of mankind bt I’d hope pictures speak more for itself.New figures reveal at least 112,000 people died in Sunday's ocean disaster Places affected…. and…. Singapore our land… one of the worlds leading (think its rank 3rd or 4th) internatioal financial trade exchange </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110441939302445702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110441939302445702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110441939302445702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110441939302445702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2004/12/sometimes-you-wonder.html' title='Sometimes you wonder...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110439735309080089</id><published>2004-12-30T18:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:05:55.103+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day...</title><summary type='text'>Let me introduce to you, my virtual pet frog. Maximus Junior. He’s 27 days old and he’s been losing in every damn single competition I’ve signed him up for. He will always send me an email after each race giving me all sorts of lame stupid excuses as to why he’d come last in the race. Amongst all were something like "I got afraid as there was a snake".Despite the fact that I fed him, I clothed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110439735309080089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110439735309080089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110439735309080089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110439735309080089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-another-day_30.html' title='Just another day...'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110425911137168980</id><published>2004-12-29T04:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T04:43:40.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The One about being Optimistic</title><summary type='text'>Ironically, I’m awake again listening to Eels  again. On repeat... I really don’t know why I keep waking up at this hour. (Between 4.10 – 4.45am) . In fact, I am very amazed at how my biological clock functions. I sortof like begin to feel that I have this built in alarm clock thats been planted into me just last week whilst I'm asleep. Maybe, I AM batman or Superman Maxi Bear now and that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110425911137168980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110425911137168980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2004/12/one-about-being-optimistic.html' title='The One about being Optimistic'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110424032458594253</id><published>2004-12-29T01:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T20:27:35.106+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I need Some Sleep</title><summary type='text'>Please Click --- &gt; (to download)  this song by Eels – I need some sleep - and listen to it before continuing. Please refer to the lyrics of this song by clicking -----&gt; (Lyrics)Now, The author would like to educate you with some words used below 1) Seh (Hokkien) means blur. 2) KNN/ Kannn Neee Nahhh (hokkien)… means…err.. I don’t really know but it’s a bad word. So don’t go start asking your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/feeds/110424032458594253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5811233&amp;postID=110424032458594253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110424032458594253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110424032458594253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-need-some-sleep.html' title='I need Some Sleep'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110417298650354805</id><published>2004-12-28T04:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T00:46:48.570+10:00</updated><title type='text'>People still die on birthdays.</title><summary type='text'>People ask how I spent/celebrated my birthday. Too many deaths tolled and counting. Maybe its good to remember that even on birthdays, people still die... Would I be in the mood for any celebration? Maybe, this is not the main reason. I dont usually celebrate birthdays. Last time that I celebrated my hatchday was 4 years ago. Or maybe 1 when I went out for a simple meal with my buddy. I mourn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110417298650354805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110417298650354805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2004/12/people-still-die-on-birthdays.html' title='People still die on birthdays.'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811233.post-110411532179294288</id><published>2004-12-27T13:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T12:46:27.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambitions</title><summary type='text'>The author strongly advises you to break this reading in two parts, as this is a long post. took me almost 40 mins on this.I woke up this morning with premonitions of thoughts. Furrowed brow as I look into the mirror whilst I brush my teeth with a trace of sensodyne (promises tartar control and whitening- not that I’m in need for these though my teeth could use a bit of whitening) near my eye </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110411532179294288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5811233/posts/default/110411532179294288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifegoesonstill.blogspot.com/2004/12/ambitions.html' title='Ambitions'/><author><name>Maximus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16852987300794919514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos6.flickr.com/6964689_68de55a7cd_m.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
