<?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-8945178</id><updated>2011-09-29T07:32:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that's the way the Kooki crumbles...</title><subtitle type='html'>This'll be my little corner for thoughts and rants. Rants mostly... Rawwwr!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-4960481288678705551</id><published>2008-11-21T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:14:35.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*peeps out* HI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi all 3 people who read my blog. :p Hope all of you are well. It's been ages since I blogged. What a shocker eh?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, what has happened? Plenty. Though that maybe the case, I'm not even sure what to write at the moment. It might have something to do with the fact that I am pretty tired and almost dozing off while typing this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I might actually be starting a differnet blog as a record of my spiritual journey. Like I said... plenty had happened. You'll just have to stay tuned, and hope that I keep my end of the bargain for updates. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-4960481288678705551?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/4960481288678705551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=4960481288678705551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/4960481288678705551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/4960481288678705551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2008/11/peeps-out-hi.html' title='*peeps out* HI!'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-2636996561432905145</id><published>2007-06-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:16:11.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Potts - Diamond in the Rough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1k08yxu57NA"&gt;Clicky!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-2636996561432905145?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/2636996561432905145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=2636996561432905145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/2636996561432905145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/2636996561432905145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/06/paul-potts-diamond-in-rough.html' title='Paul Potts - Diamond in the Rough...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-9062022122624877920</id><published>2007-06-07T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T10:03:00.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Liar liar, pants on fire!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Remember this day and how you felt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-9062022122624877920?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/9062022122624877920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=9062022122624877920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/9062022122624877920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/9062022122624877920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/06/liar.html' title='Liar!'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-1007289805485522358</id><published>2007-05-05T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T02:59:30.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex? Both!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MAN, HE'S A WOMAN!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Legally both male and female&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nepal has legally recognised one of its citizens as both male and female. The BBC reported that Chanda Musalman is the first Nepali to receive this legal status. Although he was born male and has not undergone a sex-change operation, Chanda has lived as a woman for years in Nepal. Officials were touring his village in western Nepal as part of the new democratic government's drive to confer citizenship and voting rights to its people, when Chanda approached them to change his gender status. Now, on Chanda's identification card, it reads 'both' instead of male of female.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; - Reader's Digest, May 2007&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;... First in Nepal... you mean it has been done before in other countries? News to me... 0.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-1007289805485522358?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/1007289805485522358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=1007289805485522358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/1007289805485522358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/1007289805485522358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/05/sex-both.html' title='Sex? Both!'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-7112367216346472701</id><published>2007-05-03T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:48:30.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;*kicks computer* Gah... my Vid Card has died again... at least I think that's the problem. It has almost been a week. *sob* The lack of funding is hindering me getting back on my dear dear PC. *sigh* Working on my sisters laptop is... quite exhausting to be honest. I appreciate the generosity, but *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In other news, to fill up the time that I will *not* be spending on my PC, today I paid a visit to my Stamp Collection. Boy... that was one mess... I have neglected maintaining it for quite some time. However, I had not stopped collecting. So the stamps kept getting piled up in envelopes and boxes and whatnot without any semblence of organisation. So after spending a considerable amount of time straining my eyes, cramping various parts of my body by staying in the same position for too long, I had made a fair amount of progress. It pretty much took over my whole bed. So I had to clear it up a short while ago. I intend to continue the sorting/organisation tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is a dreaded day of sorts for me. It represents a 'point of no return'. Wish me luck... I know I can use it... provided I actually start doing something... :s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-7112367216346472701?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/7112367216346472701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=7112367216346472701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/7112367216346472701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/7112367216346472701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/05/woes.html' title='Woes...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-7358799845697358260</id><published>2007-04-09T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T05:15:46.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;do you let go when every fibre in your body says not to? It feels like I'm being torn apart. Sapped... What I should do... What I want to do... My heart and head... not seeing eye to eye... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-7358799845697358260?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/7358799845697358260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=7358799845697358260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/7358799845697358260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/7358799845697358260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/04/how.html' title='How'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-6934819109310309833</id><published>2007-03-30T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:33:07.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do?</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you can't?&lt;br/&gt;
What do you do when you can't make it better?&lt;br/&gt;
What do you do when you know you are not wanted?&lt;br/&gt;
What do you do when you know it won't change things?&lt;br/&gt;
What do you do when you feel it might make things worse?&lt;br/&gt;
What do you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-6934819109310309833?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/6934819109310309833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=6934819109310309833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/6934819109310309833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/6934819109310309833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-do-you-do.html' title='What do you do?'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-4178062338557722515</id><published>2007-03-24T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:54:00.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:2em"&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L O V I N G&lt;/span&gt; Man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-4178062338557722515?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/4178062338557722515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=4178062338557722515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/4178062338557722515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/4178062338557722515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am.html' title='I am ...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-2062107759981302238</id><published>2007-03-17T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:52:54.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Heartache Central</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Posting a lot all of a sudden aren't I? Don't worry... I'm sure it's just a temporary condition. I'll be sure to see a specialist if the symptoms persist.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Last Friday was a nerve-wrecking day for me. Couldn't think straight... Didn't do anything I planned to... The reason was because I was waiting for a call/message. I think this is probably the only time I've kept my handphone so close to me for the entire time. So what was this important call?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It all started when I decided it was time that I let a very special person know how I felt about her. I have had a crush on her since getting to know her for the first time. But I have crushes on everybody... (not yet scientifically proven) so I didn't pay much attention to it. To a large extent, I think it had to do with the admiration I had for her. She was one of the few people that I held (and still do) in high regard, and it's not easy to earn my respect.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think bit by bit, I was getting to know my feelings for her, but still I wasn't certain. Since then to the present, both of us have been in several relationships. So it was never the 'right time'. As time went by, it became harder and harder to let her know how I felt, because I was afraid what it might do to our friendship.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I attended a training that made me more aware of myself. One of the things that I discovered was that I never gave a chance to what possibilities it might bring because I had so many considerations working against me. When I took a more in-depth look at the 'excuses' I had been using, I realised that although it was a considerable risk, the reasons can all be overcome. The biggest factor for me was our friendship and I didn't give her the credit she deserved; that she considers our friendship important and that she will handle the situation to the best of her ability.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, at long last, I plucked up my courage (as much as I could muster) and wrote a letter. Yeah, yeah... I'm a lil chicken... paint me yellow... Although I very much wanted to see it through, I wasn't ready to do it face to face. The outcome may have been different if I had actually done it like 'a man' (heh... is that really the manly thing to do? :p). I did think that it would give her more time to consider the situtation. Thinking back though, I think it was probably me rationalising my cowardice. Grr... *smacks self*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow she got the letter the night before my day of constant anxiety. We finally talked about 24 hours after the 'delivery' of the letter. Each minute till then felt like an eternity. It was as if an immense weight was lifted off my shoulders. The reply I got however, was not in my favour.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So that was what happened. I sometimes feel like saying to myself, 'I told you so...', but I'm not going to. Life always throws a few twists and turns along your way. Can't let them get you down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Excerpt from a movie: "I love you. I didn't come here to tell you that I can't live without you. I can live without you. I just don't want to." I think that about sums up what I'm feeling right now. And if feeling miserable is what comes with the realisation of the facts are as they are, miserable is how I'll be. I want it to be so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-2062107759981302238?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/2062107759981302238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=2062107759981302238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/2062107759981302238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/2062107759981302238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/03/welcome-to-heartache-central.html' title='Welcome to Heartache Central'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-8745311895276219038</id><published>2007-03-16T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:24:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pursuit of Happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pursuit_of_Happyness'&gt;&lt;image src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/81/Poster-pursuithappyness.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched The Pursuit of Happyness with Maddy a few days ago. I had a good feeling about it even before I watched and once I did watch it, I realised it was one of the best movies I've seen. I think as a movie, it is quite likely the one that touched me in a personal way. It stirred up quite a few memories. I think a few tears made it out of my eyes but shh... it's a secret okie?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't know if it's still showing but I highly recommend you watch it if you haven't done so already. Even without an emotional attachment to it (stirred memories in my case), the movie is quite a charming story that will inspire you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In other news, I'm a nervous wreck. I might tell the reason... but not likely. So don't hold your breath. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-8745311895276219038?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sonypictures.com/homevideo/thepursuitofhappyness/' title='The Pursuit of Happyness'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/8745311895276219038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=8745311895276219038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/8745311895276219038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/8745311895276219038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/03/pursuit-of-happyness.html' title='The Pursuit of Happyness'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-8362013904624623766</id><published>2007-03-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:29:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's out in the open! Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just revealed something that was only known to me for a long period of time. It has been hard keeping these feelings inside me for so long. I always had a reason why I never told anyone about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, it is no longer something that I know about. It feels somewhat scary... but it also brings hope.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sorry for being cryptic. If all goes well, I shall reveal more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-8362013904624623766?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/8362013904624623766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=8362013904624623766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/8362013904624623766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/8362013904624623766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-out-in-open-finally.html' title='It&apos;s out in the open! Finally...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-8543044158560451062</id><published>2007-03-13T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T15:02:29.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pope and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was reading an old book I had and between the pages I found an postcard-like card with a photograph of John Paul II. He was the Pope when I was born and till now, he is still Pope as far as I'm concerned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That led me to wonder... Why don't I consider Benedict XVI as the Pope now that he is, in fact, the Pope? I know it 'factually'. I just don't feel it. The word 'Pope' always brings to my mind the image of John Paul II.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe a few more years as Pope will allow me to see Benedict XVI as the Pope. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-8543044158560451062?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/8543044158560451062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=8543044158560451062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/8543044158560451062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/8543044158560451062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/03/pope-and-i.html' title='The Pope and I'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-4914638672063992753</id><published>2007-03-13T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:56:58.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't dropped any crumbs for a long time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ello ello...&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since I last bothered to drop a note in here, 'while' being the understatement of the year in this case.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So what has happened since then? I've left my job (not in the nicest way possible... what can I say? I'm an idiot). I've bummed around a fair bit. And I've taken a step into finding out what the hell is it that I intend to do with my life. More details about that later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How many times have I repeated this cycle now? I get a sickening feeling just thinking about it. One of my best friends told me this today: "Jay, I really like you as a friend. But you better shape up."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know that came from concern over what I am doing to myself. My reaction however was (silently in my head): "Is that an ultimatum?", "What if I don't shape up? Are you going to stop being my friend?". I've used these and variations of them before to shut my self down or to turn myself into a time bomb. Time to stop ticking...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-4914638672063992753?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/4914638672063992753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=4914638672063992753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/4914638672063992753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/4914638672063992753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2007/03/havent-dropped-any-crumbs-for-long-time.html' title='Haven&apos;t dropped any crumbs for a long time...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-115744605182895312</id><published>2006-09-05T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T16:54:22.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another movie post :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Haven't posted in a while eh? Why are you surprised? :p&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;First off, update on recent movies I watched. First off... dun dun dun... The Godfather Trilogy! Man... it was looooong but definitely at the top there. Had a great cast too... The Godfathers were Marlon Brando as Vito Corleone, Robert Deniro as young Vito Corleone, Al Pacino as Michael Coreleone and Andy Garcia as Vincenzo Corleone. Pretty big names. Had Robert Duvall (Michael's adopted brother) in it as well as Diane Keaton (Michael's wife).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The story focuses primarily on Michael (Al Pacino): his early life, how circumstances led him to be the Don, the decisions he made as Don and living the consequences of being a Don. It feels kind of depressing when you think about it. But I think it feels very real (even though the special effects were sub-par by todays standards).&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align='center'&gt;&lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Godfather'&gt;&lt;img src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/1/1c/Godfather_ver1.jpg/200px-Godfather_ver1.jpg' height='301' width='200'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align='center'&gt;&lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Godfather_Part_II'&gt;&lt;img src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/03/Godfather_part_ii.jpg/200px-Godfather_part_ii.jpg' height='301' width='200'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align='center'&gt;&lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Godfather_Part_III'&gt;&lt;img src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/55/GodfatherIII2.jpg/200px-GodfatherIII2.jpg' height='299' width='200'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I think I'd classify this as another must-watch! I'll post some more, later on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-115744605182895312?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/115744605182895312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=115744605182895312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115744605182895312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115744605182895312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/09/yet-another-movie-post-p.html' title='Yet another movie post :p'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-115401761462655248</id><published>2006-07-28T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T00:26:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello from the land of the sleepy... (it's 10 minutes past midnight and I should be sleeping although I'm not sleepy...) sorry... slight change... Hello from the land of the 'should be sleeping'... Just got home a short while ago. So how did my day go...&lt;p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;For some inexplicable reason, I woke up late and ended up arriving at work only at 10.30am :( *sigh* Had a busy morning. Didn't go for lunch... partially no apetite, partially no time... mostly just lazy... Anyhow, second half of the day was 'blah'. Didn't have much to do... and that's boring... which is not good for me... I'm allergic to boredome.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lake_House_%28film%29'&gt;&lt;image src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/bc/Poster-lakehouse.jpg/200px-Poster-lakehouse.jpg' align='left'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyhow, wrapped up things at work and went to meet 'the Binks' to watch &lt;a href='http://thelakehousemovie.warnerbros.com/'&gt;The Lake House&lt;/a&gt;. What can I say... I liked the movie very much. It was good to see Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock paired together again. The concept of the movie is somewhat thought-provoking... in the logical sense. Anyhow, it was quite a nice movie and I wouldn't mind watching it again. I am planning to do a wee lil 'presentation' on that whole 'time concept' part... if I have time... (we all know that I'm lazy... so don't wait on it :p). Anyway, go watch it. You won't regret it. If you do, go ask for a refund from the Cinema (if they kick you out with broomstick, don't come to me... :p)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The Taxi ride home... FAST! Man... I wonder what he was in a hurry for... And he kept tailgating others... so much so that I got a little worried... Anyway, the interesting part about the taxi ride was a thought I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To love somebody, means that you have to be a friend first and a lover second.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm sure I'm not the first to have thought it... (I'm never first... *sob*)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-115401761462655248?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/115401761462655248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=115401761462655248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115401761462655248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115401761462655248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/07/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-115363487101805320</id><published>2006-07-23T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T14:10:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... Tomorrow is another day ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/43/Gone_with_the_wind_rerelease.jpg/180px-Gone_with_the_wind_rerelease.jpg' width='180' height='269' alt='Gone with the Wind' align='left'&gt;I just finished watching &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gone_with_the_Wind_%28film%29'&gt;Gone with the Wind&lt;/a&gt; at 6.38am.&lt;br /&gt;*phew* It was almost 4 hours long. The gist of the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The epic tale of a woman's life during one of the most tumultuous periods in America's history. From her young, innocent days on a feudalistic plantation to the war-torn streets of Atlanta; from her first love whom she has always desired to three husbands; from the utmost luxury to absolute starvation and poverty; from her innocence to her understanding and comprehension of life. - &lt;a href='http://www.imdb.com/SearchPlotWriters?Luke%20C.'&gt;Luke C.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src='http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/3/31/Vivien-Leigh_publicity_still_Gone-with-the-Wind.jpg/200px-Vivien-Leigh_publicity_still_Gone-with-the-Wind.jpg' width='200' height='250' alt='Vivien Leigh' align='right'&gt;And my opinion? I loved it. I finally got to see &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scarlett_O%27Hara'&gt;Scarlett O'Hara&lt;/a&gt;. I didn't know who was playing the part, so I was quite surprised when I realised it was &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vivien_Leigh'&gt;Vivien Leigh&lt;/a&gt;. She was &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blanche_DuBois'&gt;Blanche DuBois&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Streetcar_Named_Desire'&gt;A Streetcar Named Desire&lt;/a&gt;. I was having mixed feelings after seeing Blanche. I mean, I knew she was very talented, but her role as Blanche somehow made it a bit difficult to really like her. Anyhow, after watching this, I truly admire her talent. The way I see it, you pretty much engage on a roller-coaster ride of like and dislike, love and hate for these two characters. I wonder if all her roles have been quite so dramatic. Maybe I'll try grabbing some more of her movies... :p&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Anyway, if you haven't watched it and want my opinion, WATCH IT! :)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Oh... and in case you were wondering about the title of this post, it is from the last line of the movie. Scarlett says, "Tara! Home. I'll go home, and I'll think of some way to get him back! After all, tomorrow is another day!". I hope I didn't spoil the ending... hehehe :p&lt;br /&gt;And watch out for: "Fiddle-dee-dee!" and "Great balls of fire!" if you do see the movie. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-115363487101805320?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/115363487101805320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=115363487101805320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115363487101805320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115363487101805320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/07/tomorrow-is-another-day.html' title='... Tomorrow is another day ...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-115314705991351634</id><published>2006-07-17T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T22:37:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City of Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just watched &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/City_of_angels'&gt;City of Angels&lt;/a&gt;. I had forgotten how much I love that movie. It's been so long that I had forgotten the ending of it. It is not your typical happy ending, but it is still a happy ending the way I see it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe I'll meet mine someday... and not in the way you think... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-115314705991351634?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/115314705991351634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=115314705991351634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115314705991351634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115314705991351634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/07/city-of-angels.html' title='City of Angels'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-115264149222608536</id><published>2006-07-12T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T02:11:32.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*yawn*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Why the hell am I up at 2am in the morning? I don't know. And do you know what's the best part? I'm doing work stuff! What the hell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-115264149222608536?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/115264149222608536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=115264149222608536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115264149222608536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115264149222608536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/07/yawn.html' title='*yawn*'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-115176173672023475</id><published>2006-07-01T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:48:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's looking at you kid...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I finally managed to watch &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casablanca_%28film%29'&gt;Casablanca&lt;/a&gt; fully. The past two times I've tried to, something always interrupted me. Don't ask me why, but I seem to be taken into some of the older films these days.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watched &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Citizen_kane'&gt;Citizen Kane&lt;/a&gt; sometime ago as well. Heard so much about it and just had to see what the fuzz is all about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe I'm just not cut out to be a critic. I don't usually connect with many old movies (Casablanca being an exception), until I read up more on them. Then you read about certain aspects of the film that made it what it is and go 'Oh yeah...'.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, think I'll go hunt for some other old movies to watch. Feel free to make suggestions :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-115176173672023475?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/115176173672023475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=115176173672023475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115176173672023475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115176173672023475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/07/heres-looking-at-you-kid.html' title='Here&apos;s looking at you kid...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-115140014891513830</id><published>2006-06-27T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:22:28.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Streetcar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last week, I watched a movie called, &lt;a href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000EBD9TY/qid=1151399196/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-5978877-7846533?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;v=glance&amp;n=130'&gt;'A Streetcar Named Desire'&lt;/a&gt;. Although I knew it to be a classic, I did not really understand the reason behind its fame. And after watching the movie, I still did not see a reason why it is so.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Today, I looked it up on &lt;a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Streetcar_Named_Desire'&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;. And after reading the article, things started to make sense.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;What dawned on me was the fact that I was unable to identify with the movie and the message the author was trying to potray through because I did not have any knowledge of the those times.&lt;br /&gt;How often do we judge or misunderstand people, simply because we are not aware of the circumstances surrounding them? What is worse, is that they do not come with an article you can read about to understand them a week later. For all our superiority, we are weak and fragile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-115140014891513830?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/115140014891513830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=115140014891513830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115140014891513830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/115140014891513830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/06/streetcar.html' title='A Streetcar?'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-114826976244995277</id><published>2006-05-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T11:51:26.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da 'Da Vinci Code' ... Dun Dun Dun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, what's the big deal about this book anyway?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I read it some time ago. I'm reading it again now. Thought might see how the movie compares to the book. :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I see some people are pretty riled up about it. Why?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would say it's a good read. And I very much like the fact that it almost has you believing. Almost. I admit that I myself believed it, for a short time. Then you think about it a bit and realise, 'Yeah, it's possible. But it is a novel.' Problem comes when people can't reach that conclusion. At least that is what I believe to be the cause of all the controversy around it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My question to you is, so what if Christ was more human than what the Bible says? Does that make you lose respect for him or love for him? If that is the case, I really don't think you have a right to even comment about this issue.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At the end of the day, my stand is this: It's just a book although a good one. Enjoy it and leave it at that. And just to keep any Bible wielding fanatics mad at me, remember; there is no smoke without a fire. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114826976244995277?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114826976244995277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114826976244995277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114826976244995277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114826976244995277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-da-vinci-code-dun-dun-dun.html' title='Da &apos;Da Vinci Code&apos; ... Dun Dun Dun!'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-114766083079683936</id><published>2006-05-15T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T10:40:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kal Ho Naa Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm utterly disappointed in my inability to see things through at times. There are moments when I feel so inspired and make resolutions. However, rarely have they been carried out to the end.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why is it such? I always attribute it to my lack of motivation. Am I simply bored with life to do anything about it? I see the consequences of my actions (or lack of them) but do nothing to prevent them. They are *not* good consequences by the way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've always wanted to know what my purpose in life was. To this date, I've not found it. Some say that looking for it, blinds me to it. So stop looking and it'll come to me. I'm wondering if has come to me and gone because I was blind to it. Or do I cast it aside simply because it doesn't suit what I want right now?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Endless questions and no answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114766083079683936?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114766083079683936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114766083079683936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114766083079683936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114766083079683936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/05/kal-ho-naa-ho.html' title='Kal Ho Naa Ho'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-114679976568990518</id><published>2006-05-05T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:29:25.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Apes, No Geishas, Just lil ol' me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Man... been a while yeah?&lt;br&gt;
Missed me? Pft... I know you didn't. I'm probably the only sorry person who reads this lonely little blog. :p&lt;br&gt;
In the 'famous' words of someone I know... 'Heck it!'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, to update on what's going on in my life.&lt;br&gt;
Hm... need to think about this a bit... My 'life' routine is pretty simple actually.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wake - up&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Get ready and go to work&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Do work while dreaming about playing WoW&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Leave work, come home, sit down at the computer&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Actually do what I was dreaming about, ie: Play WoW&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Play till I can't stay awake or my eyes hurt&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sleep&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
My weekend varies 'greatly' from this weekday routine. Observe.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wake - up&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sit down at the computer&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Play WoW&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Play WoW&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Play WoW&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Play till I can't stay awake or my eyes hurt&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sleep&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
Now wasn't that enlightening? You bet it was. Go share the knowledge!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ow! My back hurts... Need a good massage... the back-breaking kind... Any pwetty pwetty gals? ;)&lt;br&gt;
Oh yeah, almost forgot... life kind of sucks when you don't have someone to share it with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114679976568990518?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114679976568990518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114679976568990518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114679976568990518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114679976568990518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-apes-no-geishas-just-lil-ol-me.html' title='No Apes, No Geishas, Just lil ol&apos; me'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-114437781867961200</id><published>2006-04-07T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T10:43:38.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ape, a Geisha and me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just rented and watched King Kong (Peter Jackson's) yesterday. Had to stay up until 1.30am+ because the rental is only for one day. *yikes*&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, the movie: I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember much from the older King Kong movies, but this will probably beat them hands down.&lt;br /&gt;I especially liked how they rendered Kong with scars and imperfections (his teeth for instance).&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You will love all the characters you are supposed to love, dislike those who you are supposed to dislike, hate those who you are supposed to be hated and have mixed feelings for those characters that you don't know where to put.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;My only complaint, is on the ending. "It was beauty killed the beast." What the hell? If I remember correctly, I liked the ending of the last Kong movie better. Anyhow, it's Peter Jackson and Naomi Watts and I'm biased. :p&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In other news, I just recently finished reading Memoirs of a Geisha. So finally I had an idea on how to compare the movie to the book. And all I can say is... meh. The book was much better in my opinion. Anyhow, all this while, I was under the impression that the book was based on true accounts or at least to a certain extent. I was sadly mistaken. It's just a novel in the end. *sigh* Oh well... I still love Sayuri/Chiyo/Ziyi :p Even got a pic of her put in my phone. *dream*&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Finally to little old me. Nothing to report!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Okay okay... I'm bored, seriously lacking in motivation and extremely tired. That about sums it up. So...  bugger off now. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114437781867961200?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114437781867961200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114437781867961200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114437781867961200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114437781867961200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/04/ape-geisha-and-me.html' title='An Ape, a Geisha and me...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-114372103370017377</id><published>2006-03-30T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T20:17:13.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;God, I need you. I need help. Shine some light my way if you please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114372103370017377?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114372103370017377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114372103370017377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114372103370017377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114372103370017377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/03/empty.html' title='Empty...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-114364737499055353</id><published>2006-03-29T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:50:35.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow never comes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today never dies.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday forever haunts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114364737499055353?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114364737499055353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114364737499055353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114364737499055353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114364737499055353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/03/time.html' title='Time?'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-114135841617555070</id><published>2006-03-03T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:00:30.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No real reason...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've gone mad and started adding all my friends in JC and Secondary School. But it was great fun catching up with some of them. I think I've got to stop being such an anti-social and come out of my shell. The shell though rather comfortable, only has space for one...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I think I'm in a weird place in life again. But I think I'm dealing with it better than I have done in the past in similar situations.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Work life is busy. So it keeps me occupied to a certain extent. Getting up to work is still a chore. And I usually end up taking a taxi... not good for my wallet. Not good at all. How can I expect to save at this rate? But I've promised myself that I will overcome all these nonsensical stuff one at a time... I just hope I keep true to that promise. Then again, I don't have the luxury to hope in this case... it must be a MUST.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Sometimes when I get home, I have nothing to do. Even WoW or NFS:MW doesn't appeal as much. So just been immersing myself on watching Naruto... I love and hate episode 19.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Yeah... no real point to this post... just dumping whatever's in my mind so that when I'm 80 I can come back here and realise what a moron I was... or is that what a moron I still am?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114135841617555070?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114135841617555070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114135841617555070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114135841617555070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114135841617555070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-real-reason.html' title='No real reason...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-114101249846117313</id><published>2006-02-27T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T11:54:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world still keeps spinning... dammit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, it's nearing the end of yet another month. Is it time for a not-so-routine post from the Kooki? You betcha!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So what's new in my world you say? Nothing new... except for Samsung D-600 that I got my hands on. :p&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;My preciousssssssss...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Nothing new, but there are some old things that aren't there anymore. Angel and the Kooki aren't together anymore. I think the both of us gave it a good try. But being apart and other obstacles that shall remain unnamed, has become too major to overcome. So we have 'downgraded' ourselves to being best friends. :)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Angel dear, we shared a lot of wonderful moments. We had our share of conflicts and somehow we always overcame then. Thank you for sharing your life with me, even if it was for a short time. I will always treasure them and I will always love you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Best friends forevah! Okie? :p&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Things were messed up for a while after our parting. Things that are usually swept under the carpet surfaced when that significant part of my life was no longer there. But, I'm trying to come to terms with it and I think I'm progressing, even if it is slowly. Baby steps yeah?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Thanks to my dear friends who were there to offer a listening ear (it has to be a good ear... I complain a lot... :p). And thanks for the words of advise and encouragement (though some of them come in one ear and go out the other... not that I don't value then... some things are just hard to absord in that state of mind).&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Work life is getting back on track. Busy like never before but I'm enjoying it. No more bored days at work. I guess in a sense it also helps with coping because your mind is occupied with so many things.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Wonder if there any good movies to watch... Who's free?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-114101249846117313?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/114101249846117313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=114101249846117313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114101249846117313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/114101249846117313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/02/world-still-keeps-spinning-dammit.html' title='The world still keeps spinning... dammit'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-113878346591948133</id><published>2006-02-01T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T13:58:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An age old question perhaps?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Love at first sight. Does it happen? Is it love?&lt;br /&gt;
I guess there's two ways of looking at it: Loving someone who you find attractive and finding the person who you love attractive.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;There are a lot of attractive people in this world. But I'd say the others that do not fall into this 'attractive' crowd vastly outnumber you (be it by yours or their own judgement). Being attractive is desired by all of us at some level. Some would deem it a minor issue while others would go to great lenghts to make themselves appealing. Question is why?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Perhaps the question is easier to answer than you expect. It is in our nature to be attracted beautiful things. This is pure from the standpoint of physical attraction. But I believe the concept of physical attraction and what defines it has changed over the years. I expect that if you go to the caveman era, what we find attractive now will be quiet possibly irrelevant. Does this mean that human nature has changed? Have we evolved into 'higher' tastes?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;It seems that I've gone from love to marriage/partner/provider. Let's see where this goes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So let's annalyse my earlier statement. What would a female in the caveman era find attractive in a male? Big build? Sharp teech? 'Macho' factor? I would think that female's in those times would look for someone who can provide for her and possibly her offspring. It would come from more of a 'continuation of the species' point of view. What then would the male find attractive in a female? I honestly don't know. Perhaps an indicator of how 'fertile' she is based on whatever physical quality they based it on. Perhaps the ability to take care of the family.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I seem to be walking into attraction based on other qualities now. Boy, if this was a essay for an exam I'd have failed after the first paragraph.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Let's take a look at present times. What would a female find attractive now? Pretty males? Rich males? How often are these not considered first when a female looks at a male? Do they ever go "Hm... he's not that good looking. Doesn't seem to have much money on him either. He's probably a nice guy though."? The males... well... I think males are the reason why the Plastic Surgery industry is doing so well. How often do they go "Hm... she's no [insert name of beautiful person], but she looks like someone I'd like to get to know."?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I'm probably generalising to a large extent. I personally know a lot of people who do not hanker after physical beauty but are attracted to other qualities of a person. This brings about another question to mind.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Would someone who already has a significant other and is attracted to that person for reasons other than physical beauty, ever likely to feel that he or she 'settled for less' upon seeing someone whom, he or she would consider as being physically attractive? I believe that if you truly are in love with your better half (I hope noone got the worst half :p) there would be no such doubts.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;What's the point of this whole ramble? Perhaps the answer lies in my next question.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;With all the above in mind, what would you consider better: Finding your partner through physical attraction (and then realising his or her other merits and attractive qualities) or Finding your parter through qualities other than physical attraction and then realising that he or she is more attractive than any [insert name of beautiful person] (again) in your eyes?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;*applause on another meaningless/pointless rant*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-113878346591948133?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/113878346591948133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=113878346591948133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113878346591948133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113878346591948133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/02/age-old-question-perhaps.html' title='An age old question perhaps?'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-113771690364697002</id><published>2006-01-20T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:28:23.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Geisha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memoir&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;An account of the personal experiences of an author.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An autobiography.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Often used in the plural.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A biography or biographical sketch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I finally managed to watch a movie after what seems like ages.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of the newspaper reviews gave it 2 out of 5. I really do not understand how the minds of these critics / reviwers (or whatever they call themselves) work. Yes, it was not a true reflection of Geisha. But we are talking about one person here, not the whole bunch. Granted that there may have been lots of things left out of the movie, but don't you think that if that wasn't the case, we would be able watch it in such a short time?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I overall liked the movie, though the somewhat happy ending put me off a bit. I would have preferred it being left hanging such that no one is certain of her life anymore. But like I mentioned before, it is 'Memoirs of &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt; Geisha' and not 'Memoirs of Geisha'.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh well, maybe I'm biased because of the penchant I have for Zhang Ziyi *dream*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I especially liked it when Sayuri (Zhang Ziyi) wonders, when Hatsumono (Gong Li) left the okiya, if she would end up the same way. Essentially, I think if Sayuri wasn't offered an Iced Lolly (or whatever it was) at the low point in her life, she may have ended up bitter as Hatsumono. Now why didn't anyone offer Hatsumono an Iced Lolly? *sigh* We would probably have her memoir instead then.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, time to go to work. *dreams about Ziyi somemore* Ciao~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-113771690364697002?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/113771690364697002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=113771690364697002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113771690364697002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113771690364697002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/01/memoirs-of-geisha.html' title='Memoirs of a Geisha'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-113624831506666601</id><published>2006-01-03T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T08:38:47.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year Resolution after all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Greetings to those who see this.&lt;br /&gt;
Here's to wishing you a Very Happy and Joyful New Year. I hope this year brings you every happiness and that you will attain your dreams, whatever they maybe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The reason for this post is not a happy one however.&lt;br /&gt;I have realised today, that I am rather disappointed in myself and have come to despise who I have become. Although, this revelation seems to have happened before, I do not think they had hit home as hard as this today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have never been one to make new year resolutions, or in the case I do, not one to keep them. Yet against the odds, I hope that this resolution I make today is something I can follow through.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To my friends:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for friendship for all these years. If I have never thanked you for your care and concern, I truly sorry. I value you greatly despite my indifferent attitude (which I hope to change). I only hope that I have been a good friend to you and that I can grow this friendship into something more beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To my parents:&lt;br /&gt;I know most of all, that the people I have disappointed are them. Even though they keep it to themselves, their eyes betray those feelings. I hope I have not hurt you too deeply. I have yet to learn about unconditional love but I realise that home is the best place to do so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To my best friend:&lt;br /&gt;You probably won't see this, but I'll write it anyway. I truly am grateful that our paths crossed. The last 7 years that I have known you, you have been a wonderful friend and if I may say so, a brother. I feel blessed that I have a relationship with someone who cares about me, tolerates all my character flaws and tries each day to bring a sense of normalism to my life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To my sis:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hanging out with me, even though all I seem to do is break things that belong to you. You have been a great sister and a friend to me. I hope that I can be a better role model to you. I wish you every success and joy. You deserve it for being a person who puts others above yourself at the cost of your personal happiness. I truly am blessed to have the greatest sister anyone could wish for.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To Angel:&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me for not paying enough attention and showering you with the love, care and concern that you so richly deserve. I hope that I can be a be man that you would be proud to share your life with. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for coming into my life and for tolerating me through all the things that I do that irks you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To the greater power:&lt;br /&gt;Though my belief in religion is all but shattered, I do still feel a higher power that I cannot deny nor comprehend. It would seem foolish and unseemly to pray to you with my present mentality. Whether other people call you God, Allah, Shiva or by any other name, it does not matter to me. My belief in you is only applicable to myself. All I hope to attain from you is the wisdom to walk the path that I am destined for and to have the courage and strength to make the decisions that I have to make. Make me a better man so I may stand tall and say that I have lived my life without regrets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope that anyone who reads this does not feel cynical or unhappy. Despite whatever my own views are, it is a new year with endless possibilities. I sincerely hope that you too will have the wisdom, courage and strength to follow your destiny. Once again, I wish you a very Happy and Blessed New Year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-113624831506666601?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/113624831506666601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=113624831506666601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113624831506666601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113624831506666601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-resolution-after-all.html' title='A New Year Resolution after all...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-113064664630205359</id><published>2005-10-30T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T12:30:46.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dot dot dot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, howdy folks...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you aren't aware yet, I am a working 'man' now. :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Learning quite a lot of things at the job. Boy, the world out there, sure is complex. Or simple, depending on how you look at it. I guess you can say, it is simply defined by human nature but understanding human nature is the complex process. But in a way, we can try looking into ourselves for a bit of clarity on that... quite surprising what you can learn about yourself sometimes... Think I am blabbing...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, another birthday has come and gone, and I am yet another year older. 'Yay!' Wish I feel as wise as I feel old. I went to Bankok, Thailand on work shortly after my birthday. The outcome of that is ... well, not the best. I got terribly sick soon after that. Missed work for a whole week. I just hope I can gather enough strength to get to the office tomorrow, and hope that things don't get any worse.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A big part of me has gone away. I guess I still haven't felt the full impact of it yet. I know it isn't over, but it'll be a challenge. Good thing I am always up for a challenge though. :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well peeps, wish me luck! And I wish you the best in all you do too. Till the next time, ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-113064664630205359?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/113064664630205359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=113064664630205359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113064664630205359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/113064664630205359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2005/10/dot-dot-dot.html' title='dot dot dot'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-112521346988469965</id><published>2005-08-28T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:17:49.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh busy day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hiya folks! (I know I am alone... *sob*)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, busy bunch of days. My work related stuff that I am supposed to be studying... not making much headway. Moving to a new place... haven't done quite a bit of packing on my part. My personal projects... *sigh* wallowing in misery. Waiting for the admin and immigration related things on my work things to come through too... May need to do a medical checkup... hopefully not since I just did one recently.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, hit ya'll (which equals nobody but me) with an update soon (which equals when I bloody feel like it... :p). Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-112521346988469965?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/112521346988469965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=112521346988469965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112521346988469965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112521346988469965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-busy-day.html' title='Oh busy day...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-112363365232702739</id><published>2005-08-10T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T14:34:13.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, time goes on... wish it would stop for a while every now and then... You know, stop, smell the roses, stone a bit, play some games... ;p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, awaiting a letter from my school to certify that I have completed my studies and the grades I have received. Since I haven't got my certificates yet, I have to do this. And then, the letter needs to be submitted to the company and eventually to MOM for processing for my application. Woohoo!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With any luck, I'll be starting work, early September. In the meantime, got to learn the tools of the trade. A trip to the library maybe in order. Hope that fine for not returning the books on time don't bankrupt me. I seriously shold have bought those books instead of borrowing them. Oh well. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, got to get myself to school and to whatever events that follow. Until my next Publish, ciao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-112363365232702739?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/112363365232702739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=112363365232702739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112363365232702739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112363365232702739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2005/08/meep.html' title='Meep...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-112317184389491932</id><published>2005-08-05T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:12:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wha?!?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That's right folks, I got myself a job to do. :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I attended an interview on Wednesday, and got the job offer on Thursday. Yay! Now trying to get all the things ready for my employment. Exciting eh? A tad scary too... working world... am I ready? I got to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Got to learn a few things... it's not really my domain. But I will make it my domain! Just give me a little time :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wish me luck guys! Hope I do a fantabulous job! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-112317184389491932?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/112317184389491932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=112317184389491932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112317184389491932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112317184389491932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2005/08/working-man.html' title='Working man?'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-112266481912481565</id><published>2005-07-30T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T03:20:19.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you missed me... :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My my... I guess I have demonstrated my inability to keep this thing going beyond reasonable doubt... :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So... what am I doing here...? Trying to make a come back! Yay! :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, life's been good. Can't complain. Well, I could... but what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger eh? So I should probably grin and bear. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am finally done with my studies. YAY! First Class Honours! ;) How did I ever doubt myself? *pumpsegofilledairintohead* Well, I am quite surprised to be totally honest. The way I was going, I seriously doubted whether I could make it. Sadly, I only got a B for my project. Bummer. Well, I guess it's a sign for me to do something about it. So far I am planning it. ;) Keyword being planning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, it's bitter sweet. End of Studies = Beginning of Work. Not that I don't want to work. I would seriously like to get a job in Singapore, finally. But it isn't that easy. I would still like some vacation time. Those who know me should know what measely holidays I got during my studies. But, it seems that the fates have another path for me. My choices are limited. Well, there's only 1 choice, and that is to find a job. So, that's what I'll do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, 3:14am doesn't really inspire me to type more. I'll jot down whatever I missed later on. And hopefully I won't get amnesia about that. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-112266481912481565?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/112266481912481565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=112266481912481565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112266481912481565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/112266481912481565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-know-you-missed-me-p.html' title='You know you missed me... :p'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-110899796025815576</id><published>2005-02-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T22:59:20.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Howdy folks! It's been a good 2 months since I last posted. Busy... Lazy... *shrug*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't know why I suddenly started posting this. Okay... maybe I do. Kinda had a big fight with someone. So in a bit of a low. And I think I am stressed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need Him, but I don't think I am near Him. Feeling quite alone and lost right now. Well... don't let my bleakness affect you. Hope I will continue posting... bleah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110899796025815576?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110899796025815576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110899796025815576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110899796025815576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110899796025815576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-110344770880156402</id><published>2004-12-19T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T17:15:08.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cwazy Exams - The Saga continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Met up with Nitu, Nhu and Angel for a spot of studying before the exam. Took the Networking paper... bleah. I could have done much better... And I always say that. Go me!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that, we (me, Nitu and Angel) went to Clementi where I'll be staying with Nitu when the school moves to Jurong. That night quickly passed. The following morning, we didn't manage to get much work done. It was slow, unproductive and nothing went into our heads. Night came. Still no studies... we had less than 24 hours left before the paper. Thoughts of not taking it slowly crept in. My cough came back to make things worse. That with the headache I had made sure that I couldn't do any worthwhile studying.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Along came thursday. Guess what... I didn't take the exam. Got an MC. Go me again!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On friday, Nitu left for Myanmmar. Angel and I were left in the house. We planned how to rearrange the room and tried to do some cleaning up. Not much progress, we needed some effective tools. So in the evening (or night...) I sent her home and went back to my own home (Yeah... I still have one of those...).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saturday, met up with Jiarong and his girlfriend Rachel. Maddy was supposed to come but she wasn't feeling well. Hope you are doing better now Maddy dear. Martinna was also a no show. It's been almost 4 years since I last saw her, I think. Ja had her concert to attend to. Hope it went well. Angel met up with me in the morning to drop in on the school to hand in our MCs and stuff. So she joined me for the day. *phew* Thank God she was there. It wouldn't have been much fun if I had to play gooseberry. We watched Ocean's Twelves and Blade: Trinity. OT was overall a flat liner... but with an interesting twist. Pretty decent I'd say. Wanted to compare it with Ocean's Eleven, but I don't remember it much to compare them. Blade was fun. I think they tried to inject more humour (or satire?) into Blade's character. But as usual, Blade wins in the end and the poor vampires are dead. Yay! After that, we parted our ways and I took Angel home. Was intending to return home but they were showing You've Got Mail on TV and I ended up staying over once again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Angel and I had lunch and I dropped her off at her place. And then came back home. So I sit here writing this now. A bit sleepy... a bit tired. What to do now... I wonder...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110344770880156402?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110344770880156402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110344770880156402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110344770880156402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110344770880156402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/12/cwazy-exams-saga-continues.html' title='Cwazy Exams - The Saga continues...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-110290794586205963</id><published>2004-12-13T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T11:19:05.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cwazy Exams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Didn't manage to do much work on Thursday. Met up Nitu with Angel at the library around 7ish. And of course the library closes at 9. So, yeah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friday, I was still at Angel's place. We started studying in the afternoon. In the evening, we decided to go out of the house to study. Did some studying outside in the heavy rain. Quiet a nice experience. The lightning and thunder, the water droplets hitting our faces... All in all, I think we managed to a considerable amount of material into our heads.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saturday morning I went home to get changed and get ready. Was dreading the exam a bit. Rained extremely hard. I could hardly go from the bus stop to the school without getting wet, even with my umbrella. Anyhow, the paper was all right. Easy to pass, but quite hard to score. All in all, I think I did okay. Not fantastic, but okay. Anyway, put that aside and move on to other things. Went back with Angel (big surprise huh?). Was having a dilemma deciding if I should sit for Networking or not. I've never skipped any exams before... *thinks*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Returned home Sunday night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's Monday now and tomorrow is Networking Exam. Yep, I am sitting for it. Have to cram close to 800 pages (okay... not everything in it...) within 24 hours. Go me! Enough talk... off to studies...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110290794586205963?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110290794586205963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110290794586205963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110290794586205963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110290794586205963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/12/cwazy-exams.html' title='Cwazy Exams...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110255817861835490</id><published>2004-12-09T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T10:09:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing some work at last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I stayed up till 4.30am today, but I finished up the Re-Submission for IS and mailed it. Done and done. Now I have to concentrate fully on SE. I have about 48 hours to cram some stuff into my brain. Wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gonna go to the doctor first and get some medicine. Then off to meet Angel and Nitu at Jurong Library to study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110255817861835490?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110255817861835490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110255817861835490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110255817861835490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110255817861835490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/12/doing-some-work-at-last.html' title='Doing some work at last...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110241305946652053</id><published>2004-12-07T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T17:52:13.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy am I late or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow... didn't think I'd go this long without making a post. So here are some updates.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;25th: I am on top of the world. The road is tough, but I am on top of the world. At the top, hand in hand with my dear Angel.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;26th: Class as usual. Angel and I went and bought Nitu's Birthday present. Hope he likes it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;27th: Talked to my SE Lecturer (Ivan) and postponed our presentation to Monday. *phew* Pig Head acted all bossy to my Angel and I had to stand there and do nothing about it. Grr... I want to punch a hole through his skull. Anyway, enough about that. Todays the day we celebreate Nitu's birthday. Planning was a little haphazard. But I think we pulled it off in the end. After the movie, Angel and I ran across the road, hand in hand. That should give our friends something to think about...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;28th: My dad's birthday. Nothing much to report. Came back early morning from Angel's. Hope I didn't disappoint my dad too much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;29th: SE final due date. Did our presentation after class. Went to talk to the Networking Lecturer (Keanu) about the assignment and the grouping issue. Stupid Pig Head was there again. Grr... I had dropped off some stuff at Angel's that noon to pick up later. Went down to Nhu's place and tried to to our Networking assignment. Didn't get to do much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;30th: Nhu sort of knows about me and Angel. Yay! Anyway, she and Angel submitted their work, much to the surprise of Pig Head. Mwahahahaha... take that moron! It was make up class for Networking. I was quite sick. Been chugging Panadol the day before. But felt pretty bad during class. Angel and I went to the Doc and took MC for us for the next day. Angel and I got referred to as something very special and funny at the same time... hehe... secret. :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1st: At home doing Network Assignment. Slog slog slog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Slogged somemore to finish up Networking. Submitted. Nitu got late because I asked him to print (Got frustrated with my dear because she kept tell me that...). Anyhow, went back with Angel (quite the routine now eh..??). Tried to do IS but.. hehe.. who are we trying to kid?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2nd: Grr... I fell back on plan B. Angel had to rush her IS assignment because of me. What an world-class idiot I am... Grr... Anyhow, went back home and tried to help her as much as I could to finish it up. Anyway, on my part. I didn't submit it. Arranged to do it on Saturday (the next day). Didn't go back with Angel. Ahha! Gotcha! Anyway, went back home with a very very heavy heart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3rd: Still sickly. Couldn't concentrate. Handed in a crappy piece of work. My dear kind lecturere (Arasi) allowed me to re-submit. Guess where I am in the evening? heehee...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4th: A day of pure bliss. Private... so shoo!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5th: As above.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6th: Pretty much the same. Except I had to come home with a heavy heart that night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7th: Been writing this since morning. Was supposed to do my re-submit work for IS... but... wonder where the time went...? Grr... Signing off for now. Till later, adios.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110241305946652053?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110241305946652053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110241305946652053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110241305946652053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110241305946652053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/12/boy-am-i-late-or-what.html' title='Boy am I late or what?'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-110134345814759828</id><published>2004-11-25T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T08:46:36.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man without a face...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I stand weary, weak and worn,&lt;br&gt;
The soft breeze and the blessed sun,&lt;br&gt;
Does nothing to ease my troubles,&lt;br&gt;
For I battled the Man without a face.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Footsteps, they say He is near.&lt;br&gt;
But I can't feel Him,&lt;br&gt;
Beside me nor cradling me.&lt;br&gt;
Where are you, the Man without a face?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have lost yet again.&lt;br&gt;
A battle was decided before it was done.&lt;br&gt;
The outcome, inevitable and undeniable.&lt;br&gt;
Why did I battle the Man without a face?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A mere shadow of a mortal I am,&lt;br&gt;
Humbled before a force divine.&lt;br&gt;
Where will I find my sanctuary?&lt;br&gt;
With the Man without a face?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110134345814759828?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110134345814759828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110134345814759828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110134345814759828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110134345814759828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/man-without-face.html' title='The Man without a face...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110125325079455241</id><published>2004-11-24T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T07:40:50.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, monday told me he was going to be ebil. Couldn't finish the assignment. My stomach also decided to give me some trouble. So went to the doctor and got some medicine (and a MC :p). He said my unstable stomach reactions to food might be because of stress. Wow... me stressed... Help! Tried to continue on the assignment but was too drowsy to do anything. Then in the evening, I received news. My Angel was in pain. I went over and met her at the doctor's. I wish I could do more for her. I wish I could take her pain and bear it for her. I wish God would take this trial away from her.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Went to the doctor again in the evening because she had another attack in the evening. He said it wasn't because of the heart. So that was a bit of relief for me. I am not sure I trust that doctor though. He seemed too tired... Bleah! Anyway, I hope the medicine he gave will relieve the pain.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Time to go for class now. I hope she really is okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110125325079455241?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110125325079455241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110125325079455241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110125325079455241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110125325079455241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/update.html' title='An update...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110102461439261214</id><published>2004-11-21T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T16:10:14.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toil toil toil...</title><content type='html'>Working on the assignment at the moment. Wish it would get done faster... *kicks self in the butt*

Found this quote on another blog. Makes sense... don't you think?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Love is like pi - natural, irrational, and very important.&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;i&gt;- Lisa Hoffman -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110102461439261214?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110102461439261214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110102461439261214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110102461439261214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110102461439261214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/toil-toil-toil.html' title='Toil toil toil...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110095410799396514</id><published>2004-11-20T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T20:35:07.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh for a drop of enlightenment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, things have been kinda hectic. Not because of a lot of work (there is a lot of work), but primarily because I just suck at managing my time. I seriously need to do something about it. And I keep telling myself that over and over again... and nothing happens. Maybe the library has some self-help books... :p Gah...  I can't believe I have sunk low enough to let other people dictate my life... But if it must be done, it must be done.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am at a crossroads right now. Wondering which path to take... It's a tough choice and I don't think I am in a state to make a clear decision yet. So I guess I'll let things calm down a bit. Hopefully, I'll be in a better position in a couple of weeks. Well, take care folks. Adios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110095410799396514?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110095410799396514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110095410799396514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110095410799396514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110095410799396514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-for-drop-of-enlightenment.html' title='Oh for a drop of enlightenment...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110062678517036859</id><published>2004-11-17T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T01:39:45.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The KooKi is crumbling all right...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay... let's see what I have to put in here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saturday morning was spent rather wastefully. Was trying hard to get my assignment going but as usual... Angel wasn't feeling that well that night. So spent the night there. I know I couldn't do much to help her through the pain, but I couldn't possibly sleep at home when I know she's in pain.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sunday brought some new hope. I think. Angel was feeling somewhat better. Maybe she was acting tough so that I don't worry too much. Anyway, we parted around 5pm and I left her so that she could attend to her family commitments.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Monday, the oh-so blue monday. One good thing that came out of it was a kick-off point for my assignment. So at least I could do some work on it. Couldn't get what I wanted to do done but nevertheless, I think it wasn't all too bad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ah... Tuesday. Another dumb tutorial day. Did some more work on the assignment. Went to the library to get some books for another upcoming assignment. Got a lucky break because of my dear sweet Angel. I had given up on me finding the books on the subject, but I had some hope left for her. And she did not let me down. What would I do without you dear?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, came home late after some chit-chat. Now typing this darned thing and thinking what to do about my somewhat aching shoulders. Hm... to go to class later or not.... I wonder... Oh well, back to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110062678517036859?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110062678517036859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110062678517036859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110062678517036859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110062678517036859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/kooki-is-crumbling-all-right.html' title='The KooKi is crumbling all right...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110042931403185104</id><published>2004-11-14T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T18:48:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He ain't heavy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The road is long&lt;br&gt;With many a winding turn&lt;br&gt;That leads us to who knows where&lt;br&gt;Who knows where&lt;br&gt;But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him&lt;br&gt;He ain't heavy, he's my brother&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So on we go&lt;br&gt;His welfare is of my concern&lt;br&gt;No burden is he to bear&lt;br&gt;We'll get there&lt;br&gt;For I know&lt;br&gt;He would not encumber me&lt;br&gt;He ain't heavy, he's my brother&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If I'm laden, at all&lt;br&gt;I'm laden, with sadness&lt;br&gt;That everyone's heart&lt;br&gt;Isn't filled with the gladness&lt;br&gt;Of love for one another&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's a long, long road&lt;br&gt;From which there is no return&lt;br&gt;While we're on the way to there&lt;br&gt;Why not share&lt;br&gt;And the load&lt;br&gt;Doesn't weigh me down at all&lt;br&gt;He ain't heavy, he's my brother&lt;br&gt;He's my brother&lt;br&gt;
He ain't heavy, he's my brother&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110042931403185104?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110042931403185104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110042931403185104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110042931403185104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110042931403185104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/he-aint-heavy.html' title='He ain&apos;t heavy...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110035817204475617</id><published>2004-11-13T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T23:02:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Days Count +1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yup... It's the usual sob story. Pretty much the whole day just passed by without me being aware of it. Well, ok. I was aware. I was just too darn lazy to do anything about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just wish that I can find something that motivates me... *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110035817204475617?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110035817204475617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110035817204475617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110035817204475617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110035817204475617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/wasted-days-count-1.html' title='Wasted Days Count +1'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110021906002511554</id><published>2004-11-12T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T08:24:20.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yeah. Whatever. All I know is that it's a holiday and I don't need to go for school. :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, didn't do any work at all yesterday. Just sooooo not in the mood to work. I tried to do a redesign of my Blog Template. Failed miserably. Simply because I felt like "Blah!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I tried to do my SE assignment... but that I can't make head or tail of where to start in my JSP coding... So, that ended up being a flop as well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Have to submit a journal today... but "Bah!" :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyone willing to dress me up in a Donkey suit and hang a carrot in front of me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110021906002511554?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110021906002511554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110021906002511554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110021906002511554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110021906002511554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-110002695838195283</id><published>2004-11-10T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T08:08:41.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, Events and Headaches...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am writing this with my eyes half closed. But I shall try and persevere... Go me!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Update on monday. We managed to resolve the things that were in question. And I'd say things were looking pretty promising. We both made some promises and resolutions to stick to. So that at least, would work out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Monday night, something unexpected happened though. I was a bit taken aback. There was a continuance of the same incident on Tuesday morning as well. Again, I was quite surprised. But they were laid to rest. Something of interest did come up though. It's a secret. So SSSHHHhhh... &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sadly though, my dear sweet Angel got sick on Tuesday night. She didn't even tell me. I got to know of it through a mutual friend. *sigh* I just left her at her house a while ago after visiting the doctor with her. Hope she recovers soon. She's a strong girl, and very independent too but I can't help but worry about her in her place all alone. Get well soon dear. My prayers are with you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I shall sign off for now. You'll get an update when the 'Angel' regains her strength and beats me up for being stubborn... :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-110002695838195283?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/110002695838195283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=110002695838195283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110002695838195283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/110002695838195283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/updates-events-and-headaches.html' title='Updates, Events and Headaches...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-109988930637683654</id><published>2004-11-08T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T12:52:39.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of resolutions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;I should be shot!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I did it again. I've hurt someone I love and care very much about. Why I still walk this Earth is a mystery. I should have ceased to exist a long time ago. At least the people around me would be better off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I thought I at least had a shred of sensitivity to understand people. Or at least friends as close as this. Apparently I didn't and ended up putting her through so much pain. When will I ever learn? I need to know how not to let my problems spill over to other's lives.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The only consolation is we resolved some of it. So at least we are starting to get back on track.  I don't want to lose the friend I have in her. So why do I hurt the people I love the most? Why can't I keep them close, love them and protect them instead? Why do I reopen old wounds? Why is that I don't have the common sense to know good from bad, what ought to be done from what not to be done, what I should feel from what I shouldn't?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Perhaps I demanded too much from myself in expecting myself to be able to control my feelings. Perhaps she is right. She usually is about most things. I'm a emotional wreck, with no control whatsoever of what goes on in me. Who do I turn to?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;God, give me strength. Give me wisdom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109988930637683654?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109988930637683654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109988930637683654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109988930637683654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109988930637683654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/of-resolutions.html' title='Of resolutions...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-109979959653109976</id><published>2004-11-07T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T08:11:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well... I've come across a sliver of enlightenment. Some days ago, perhaps a week or so, I came to a decision. It was about time because it has been plaguing me for quite a while. Then a day or so later, I revised that decision. Things seemed to be looking up... or so I thought.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I faced something. Apparently, I had not solved my earlier problem. Instead, I had simply substituted it with another. I thought my earlier decision took care of this present problem as well. But unknown to me, it had somehow twisted its way to the heart of the matter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So... I make yet another decision now. Perhaps it's more of a resolution than a decision. And I hope this time, it will take care of things... and not turn around and kick me in the back. Wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109979959653109976?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109979959653109976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109979959653109976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109979959653109976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109979959653109976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/doh.html' title='Doh!'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-109969970076985653</id><published>2004-11-06T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T08:12:02.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Falls and Tumbles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Two of my favourite girls have had falls. One is my Grandma and the other is my 'Angel' friend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My Grandma had her fall early in the morning. She must have been in so much pain. I hope nothing had happened. Going to take her to the doctors to make sure anyway. At that age, even the smallest thing could be dangerous. My mum and dad might be going out to get a wheelchair for her. Maybe then we can take her to the beach at least. It's barely a kilometer away and she still hasn't been there. Hopefully, it can perk her up a little bit. I know she must miss Sri Lanka terribly... the gardens and the space and the familiar faces. She must be feeling so alienated here. I don't know what to do really. Both me and my sis are busy. We try to spend time with her but sometimes I find her sitting alone staring into space. *sigh* She's had a hard life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Angel has hers on Thursday evening after class. And that stubborn girl didn't tell me until after I got on the bus and travelled for a while. I should have come back when I heard it. Me and my stupid indecisiveness. Her sprain looked quite bad too... pretty much swollen. I dread to think the pain she was in when she climbed up and down those stairs on the way to her house. *sigh* And again in a stunning display of stubbornness, she didn't take a taxi. What on earth am I going to do with her...? Hope it turns out okay, otherwise a doctor's visit is inevitable and this time she won't be able to run away from it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me? No, I haven't had any falls. Though a 'fall' might be a good thing to wake me up. Anyhow, going to try and do my assignments. So much to do... and so little time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109969970076985653?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109969970076985653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109969970076985653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109969970076985653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109969970076985653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/of-falls-and-tumbles.html' title='Of Falls and Tumbles...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-109962125620780024</id><published>2004-11-05T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T10:20:56.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On schedule?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well... Things seem to be progressing relatively well. I managed to finish up the 3 journals I had due. *phew*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now I can give some serious thought to my SE and Networking Assignments. And my poor poor Project. Hussain must be tired of seeing all our emails saying sorry for the delays... hehe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, I am off to get ready for another day of school. Can you hear the cries of a thousand tormented souls?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109962125620780024?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109962125620780024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109962125620780024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109962125620780024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109962125620780024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/on-schedule.html' title='On schedule?'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-109953971172622255</id><published>2004-11-04T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T11:42:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to report...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yeah... so what am I doing here then? Well, there really isn't much to tell after that assignment incident. Just trying to make sure that I start early on the next few things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Life's going slow. I do seem to stay out a lot in recent weeks... *cough*whostoblame*cough*. Think I better cut back a little on them though... at least for the near future till I get everything order. No offense to the person who's causing them.. *ahem*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Gotto leave for class in a while. Let's see how I am going to there on time... without Bus 240... :p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh well... bugger off now... Nothing more to see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109953971172622255?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109953971172622255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109953971172622255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109953971172622255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109953971172622255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/nothing-to-report.html' title='Nothing to report...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-109935690034694355</id><published>2004-11-02T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T08:57:58.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damage Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I did end up submitting that assignment yesterday... I was quite reluctant to do so because of its quality. But now that I have, it's like a great burden that has been lifted off me. That's probably an exaggeration though... *shrug*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just got our new IS Assignments in the mail. Oh Happy Day!&lt;br&gt;Well, let's hope I really don't do a repeat of my previous cases.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Still a bit tired from yesterday. But Hey! Anything in the name of exercise right?&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I hope that someone learns something from what I did yesterday and not make me carry around those things around again. But if not... guess I'll still be doing that... until the persons realises it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I am going to start making plans to moving out. Jurong's not one of my favourite places, but that stupid school just had to move there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hm... looks quite sunny outside. Hope it doesn't rain too much today.&lt;br&gt;I am going to go and try get some work done. Wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109935690034694355?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109935690034694355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109935690034694355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109935690034694355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109935690034694355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/damage-report.html' title='Damage Report'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945178.post-109928793391912724</id><published>2004-11-01T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T08:46:09.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Productivity Strikes Back... NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Glee... Handing in haphazard work again. Bleah!&lt;br&gt;
I've seriously got to start managing my time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let's see now... SE Assignments 1 &amp;amp; 2 due in 2 weeks I believe...&lt;br&gt;
Networking Assignment 2 is also due in 2 weeks I think...&lt;br&gt;
Don't even know what the IS Assignment is... Hope it won't be too close a deadline...&lt;br&gt;
3 Journals to hand in this friday... Joy&lt;br&gt;
And my glorious project... So overdue that I think I might as well not have taken it... *sigh*&lt;br&gt;
Overall, only one thing to say... BLEAH!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Did I mention that I've been listening to one song over and over again? Yup... Rebel Heart by The Corrs. I don't know why I keep listening to it... I just do...&lt;br&gt;At current count (according to WinAmp) I've played it close to a 1000 times. Though that includes when I am sleeping too... but mostly when I am at my desk doing God knows what...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Off to class now... It's raining and I am late...&lt;br&gt;
Until later, BLEAH!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109928793391912724?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109928793391912724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109928793391912724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109928793391912724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109928793391912724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/11/productivity-strikes-back-not.html' title='The Productivity Strikes Back... NOT!'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-109923256984701486</id><published>2004-10-31T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:22:49.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm... what productivity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, it's been 12 hours since. And what have I got to show for it?&lt;br&gt;By my calculations... a whopping 3% of the work. Bleah!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to go visiting with my family. I did want to, but decided not to because of the work I had to get done. Considering what happened, or rather what had not happened, I think I should have tagged along. Bleah x2!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Been kind of a very lethargic day. I start on something, only to get distracted by something else a few minutes later. I don't mind being distracted, as long as that time is spent on something worthy. But I've nothing at all to show for today. Bleah x3!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Going to try and burn the midnight oil in the hopes of getting some work done. Wish me luck!&lt;br&gt;Good Night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945178-109923256984701486?l=kookis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/feeds/109923256984701486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945178&amp;postID=109923256984701486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109923256984701486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945178/posts/default/109923256984701486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookis.blogspot.com/2004/10/hm-what-productivity.html' title='Hm... what productivity...'/><author><name>Jayawi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09648378276701511872</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-8945178.post-109918705336076169</id><published>2004-10-31T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T09:53:43.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's on the Blog Bandwagon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bleah...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here I am with my first post. I thought I was against doing this for the longest time. As to what prompted me to come here, I don't have a clue. Well, maybe I do... but I am not very sure about it. We'll see how long I am going to keep this up...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Well, it's another day. Another. Kind of wish it'd stop. It's probably a beautiful morning to most... Not to me though... Oh no. I have to keep my cynicism up at it's peak levels. Let's spread 'love'. Bleah x2!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I've got an assignment to re-submit and it's due tomorrow. What have I done on it?
Nothing. Nadda. Zip. Zilch. Zero. Kosong. 0. Applause on my accomplishments please.
Hope I can do something on it today. Otherwise... my new version is not going to have any changes... Bleah x3!&lt;p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Well, let's get started on it. Almost 10am. Let's see what kind of damage I can do today.
Until the next post, adios.&lt;/p&gt;
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