<?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-3420863199079355861</id><updated>2011-07-29T11:51:26.640+08:00</updated><category term='current and past'/><category term='de Bono'/><title type='text'>Life's Debate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J.P&amp;amp;A.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00434337991619158563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420863199079355861.post-7408933522893151729</id><published>2009-07-21T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:30:07.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de Bono'/><title type='text'>The Age of "Because"</title><content type='html'>I've read a blog that writes about a talk by de Bono. He states that there are 3 ages of human being: Age 0-5=the age of WHY, Age 6-11=the age of WHY NOT, Age 12-80=the age of BECAUSE. It comes into my mind, is living a life towards growth about questioning any statement or theories?? Will it lead to a positive outcome when u find a reasoning behind every theory u make? For me,is maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Argument is poor thinking because it's largely negative, anti-explorative, inefficient and the two parties tend to focus on the "worst 5%" of their opponent's point of view"&lt;br /&gt;""value-sensitivity" - we may reject an idea but the more creative among us would still hold on to and explore the helpful concepts inherent in an impractical suggestion"&lt;br /&gt;"Every creative idea is logical in hindsight, but invisible in foresight"(!!), thus the need for lateral thinking (e.g. challenge, provocation, concept-exploration, etc.)" (alwynlau.blogspot.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is argument really a poor thinking? In mathematical equation, premise/argument 1&amp;amp;2 is used to get a conclusion. So, does this means conclusions made with arguments are usually the negative conclusion?? Well, to me, it depends. To me, it goes back to the very early stage which is asking WHY when an argument is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we are faced with challenges. We have the need to overcome our hatred for something or for someone. It may be wise to find the root of reasonings but it is also unwise at certain points. What is it is a feeling of hatred or dislike towards a person?? Izzit important to torture ourselves and find out the reasons why we dislike the person??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perception, emotion and behavior.... Will a change in perception leads to a change in emotion and a person's behavior?? Well, it comes to this question.. Which of human perception is the best to be applied in life?? To me, the answer lies in ur mind, ur faith/trust and ur experiences.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Joel-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420863199079355861-7408933522893151729?l=joelnalex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/feeds/7408933522893151729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/07/age-of-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/7408933522893151729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/7408933522893151729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/07/age-of-because.html' title='The Age of &quot;Because&quot;'/><author><name>J.P&amp;amp;A.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00434337991619158563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420863199079355861.post-8535269141076325462</id><published>2009-06-26T11:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:31:58.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Questions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How many dimensions are there in the universe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 dimensions and 27 curled up inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;2)&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How fast is the speed of light?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Approximately 300,000 kilometres per second&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;3)&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;If earth is a basketball, how thick is the earth crust?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The earth crust would be as thick as a piece of A4 paper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;4)&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How far we can see through the universe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;78 billions light years&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: -18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;5)&lt;span style=";font-family:';font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What is pi (n)?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';color:black;"  &gt;(n)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';color:black;"  &gt; = &lt;cite&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';" &gt;3.14159265358979323846264338327950288419716939937...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are these questions important? Most of all are these answers relevant to our life? Indisputably, these are the questions that help to improve our life. Some scientists spend all their life trying to solve these problems in order to find the truth…..about…..about everything? Deep down in their heart, are they asking themselves “Why I existed? What is my purpose of living?” Can they find answers from there? Even if they understand every single thing in the universe, will they be able to understand their purpose in life? Is it worth to spend our whole life searching for truth. Maybe that is just one of the many ways to understand life itself. Could the purpose of life be as simple as living our life to the max and loving the people around us? Is there any meaning in life if you lose all your family and friends in exchange to the understanding of the unknown black hole?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alex Tam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420863199079355861-8535269141076325462?l=joelnalex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/feeds/8535269141076325462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/answers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/8535269141076325462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/8535269141076325462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>J.P&amp;amp;A.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00434337991619158563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420863199079355861.post-3663067678092260038</id><published>2009-06-23T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:26:01.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Sleepless Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:SimSun;  panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-alt:宋体;  mso-font-charset:134;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 680460288 22 0 262145 0;} @font-face  {font-family:"\@SimSun";  panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-charset:134;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 680460288 22 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is 1:49am in the morning. I do not feel like sleeping. Despite wanting to live a healthy lifestyle, sometimes I tend to indulge myself. Some of my assignments were being done during these very periods where my creativity is at it peak and having the prefect condition to brain storm or do multiple level thinking. Not to mention the silent really completed the equation for my brain to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tonight…or this morning, the things running in my mind is about the relationship between me and others, peers in particulars. What does it takes to mix around in our peer groups, to have fun with them, to get involve, to share about our inner feelings, to accompany each other…..Is it about common interest? Is it about same subjects taking? Is it about language, culture or all the background thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe not all of us can mix with everyone around us and there is no need to do so. Different people might need to have different friend. Being someone friend or having someone as a friend is not an easy job and require great deal of commitment, acceptance, trust and most of all, love. When we started to establish a relationship with a person, we are basically trying to love and to accept that person. If he feels the acceptance, then he will do the same for us. Thus, a friendship is being established.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Friends doesn’t come easily, time can help us to built friendship and to recognise friends that are going to accompany us throughout our life, graduate with us, attending prom with us, go snorkelling and BBQ together, attending each other wedding, hug each other’s wife, tap each other shoulder and enjoy delicious food together. Life is about love. By loving our friends through sharing, caring, being sensitive, connected, and communication, we are able to have better moments in every part of our life. Human are emotional being, we need to love and feel loved in order to be happy and thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here is the call, let us talk to one another with our heart and share our love with them. By doing this, we will have a group of people that are like us, always be there for us and encourages each other along our life. Then, we as a stardust in the pale blue dot (earth) will not be alone and lonely in the mist of the universes, anymore.  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Friends forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tam, Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420863199079355861-3663067678092260038?l=joelnalex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/feeds/3663067678092260038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-false-false-false.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/3663067678092260038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/3663067678092260038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title='Just Another Sleepless Night'/><author><name>J.P&amp;amp;A.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00434337991619158563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420863199079355861.post-3496502309314862009</id><published>2009-06-21T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:50:41.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current and past'/><title type='text'>The current and the past..</title><content type='html'>Finally, found a time to type in here.. Well, after reading Alex letter, sadness did came into me for a few moments.. The time in sri Kl, had some good time there with the gang i knew through Red Cresnant Society.. A group of fun and playful ppl, that is de younger days.. Den, moved to sri kdu, met another group of ppl... We were wacky ,crazy and even toyed around with every single teacher we had.. That was de good memories that is not happening in my current life.. College was acceptable, eventhough de fun was not in a group, but den de freedom is there.. And now, uni... I feel a great deal of freedom in life... Although i miss de ppl from my older days. but LIFE GOES ON... So, now, i have to live with a new group of ppl.. Maybe until end of 2011 if we manage to go thru degree tgt... There are some things that i ain't see-ing anymore.. De crazyness is not in me for now, i've being thinking more things now rather than de past.. Life is getting serious now??Maybe... But i do miss de laughter from de past, de times we had bullying our teachers and of coz making jokes out of each other especially during events like Valentine's Day.. I sure miss de time where we put our fren and his enemy tgt at the song request.. Those are the times, that i keep in my heart.. Memories that is in me.. Now, i'm just creating new memories.. Does experience lead to the knowledge of living a better life or does knowledge brings u greater, distinctive experience?? Thats de question.. Experience and knowledge, which is better?? Both is needed but different decisions on which come 1st will lead to something to diff.. Life lies in God's hand.. To provide both knowledge and experience together with many more things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off- Joel Peh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420863199079355861-3496502309314862009?l=joelnalex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/feeds/3496502309314862009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-and-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/3496502309314862009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/3496502309314862009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/current-and-past.html' title='The current and the past..'/><author><name>J.P&amp;amp;A.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00434337991619158563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420863199079355861.post-8676595106901833526</id><published>2009-06-16T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:34:31.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to Saw Jin</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:SimSun;  panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-alt:宋体;  mso-font-charset:134;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 680460288 22 0 262145 0;} @font-face  {font-family:"\@SimSun";  panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1;  mso-font-charset:134;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 680460288 22 0 262145 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Saw Jin,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            It has been a long time since I last saw your laughter. When I looked into your eyes, I can see the friendship inside of you that is so real and approachable. It makes me forgot about all my overdue home work and peka. Time passes, I am now no longer in high school, and life in university is actually much freedom and relaxing. However, I no longer can see that kind of laughter among my classmates. The class population is small, but the classroom is big, so big that the spaces between each and every one of us is very large. I missed your laughter, I missed the relief period that we can all chat ignoring the discipline, I missed the fellowship, and I missed the time where a conversation is so easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I would not want to go back in time. Life is about moving forward. Whenever I faces barrier with other people, I remember your laughter and there is where I get up and move on again. Let’s put down our competitiveness and pride and make university a better place to love and be loved.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A friend that missed your laughter,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tam, Alex&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3420863199079355861-8676595106901833526?l=joelnalex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/feeds/8676595106901833526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-to-saw-jin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/8676595106901833526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3420863199079355861/posts/default/8676595106901833526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelnalex.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-to-saw-jin.html' title='A letter to Saw Jin'/><author><name>J.P&amp;amp;A.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00434337991619158563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
