<?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-9291542</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:13:07.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Short. Live Well.Laugh Often.Love Much. ;)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9291542.post-112937375622002104</id><published>2005-10-15T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:55:56.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Welcome back. Sorry a little introduction. I love Seal you should check this singer dude out, very kool trying to change the not-so-right ways of today's world singing about love, peace and all the lovely things that God has created. Frickin kool =D. Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, that's all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you. I don't want to be seen as some saint person please I just want to express my views on things and I strongly believe if you are reading this you may also write the same kind of stuff just that you may have not thought about it yet. I just happened to think about it so it's not a big deal. We all have something called 'latent potential' so it is YET to come. So dun worry fellas. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walk down the dark tunnels and you can feel the sadness of the air. The lonely man plays his tune, as if the music were crying, begging and asking for help for just a little share. Yeah. It's a tough life out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think if you wanna be a happy person. 1st: you gotta love. that includes sharing and giving. I think why those rich people are not happy is that they do not share and learn to sacrifice their well-being for someone else's. It is for self. Love is for Another. This is extremely difficult. And I feel that the happiest people in the world include Mother Theresa who has spent her whole life helping poor, malnourished children in India when she could be doing better things somewhere else like watching TV at home. Why? cos of love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Allow me to define love. I am not very good at this but it's God's gift to mankind, a weapon against evil, and a source of joy to the fallen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is a lovely website: &lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~scorh2/MeaningOfLove.html"&gt;http://home.att.net/~scorh2/MeaningOfLove.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;interesting views feel free to just comment &amp; share your opinions on how life is for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-112937375622002104?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/112937375622002104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=112937375622002104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/112937375622002104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/112937375622002104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2005/10/two.html' title='Two.'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9291542.post-112324115671180242</id><published>2005-08-05T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T04:26:25.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>I want to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Make me love you.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Weird eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hate?&lt;br /&gt;Society brainwash.&lt;br /&gt;Push that aside.&lt;br /&gt;Morality come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;More powerful than fame, fortune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not immature love&lt;br /&gt;Not gay or homosexual&lt;br /&gt;Not sex.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats from the society.&lt;br /&gt;Society polluted you.&lt;br /&gt;Time to change.&lt;br /&gt;You can change.&lt;br /&gt;Time to know whats right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; what's right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You can be &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you follow everyone?&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is right.&lt;br /&gt;1 out of 100 may be right&lt;br /&gt;The rest wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Where is your conscience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;unlimited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;just&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;freedom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is &lt;strong&gt;a wonderful feeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Why wait?&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Your family.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends' friends &amp;amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;Your enemies&lt;br /&gt;Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-112324115671180242?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/112324115671180242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=112324115671180242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/112324115671180242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/112324115671180242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2005/08/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-111072049029877192</id><published>2005-03-13T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T05:43:49.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty.</title><content type='html'>The Smile of an innocent child,&lt;br /&gt;The Taste of fresh air,&lt;br /&gt;The Warmth of Laughter,&lt;br /&gt;The Touch of Love,&lt;br /&gt;The Parched hands of Mother,&lt;br /&gt;The Sound of Peace,&lt;br /&gt;The bittersweetness of Life,&lt;br /&gt;The Wonders of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just so wonderful. We got so many many many things in life to appreciate for.. Lets think bout it too. We take so many things for granted in life. Did you ever thought about whether there wouldnt be any food on the table for breakfast, lunch or dinner tomorrow? People out there are struggling, starving, barely enough energy to swallow food, let alone the kids. We are just so lucky. We are the LUCKIEST PEOPLE living on this Earth. Enough said. The seconds we spend typing the computer, burning away money, perhaps an hour of electricity we use could already buy some bread for others to suppress the pain in their stomachs. Think Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-111072049029877192?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/111072049029877192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=111072049029877192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/111072049029877192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/111072049029877192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2005/03/beauty.html' title='Beauty.'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-111071926206707169</id><published>2005-03-13T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T05:09:15.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He has not promised</title><content type='html'>Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! :D Hi people. this is one of my favourite gospel songs.. the lyrics are really moving dudes.. Just need the tune up and everything's perfect. Sorry am not a computer specialist dude so i dunno how to add the musics.. :P Anyway.. the lyrics have a HUGE underlying meaning and essence to it.. So i guess it's something we can all ponder about. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;God has not promised&lt;br /&gt;skies always blue,&lt;br /&gt;flower strewn pathways&lt;br /&gt;all our lives through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;God has not promised&lt;br /&gt;sun without rain,&lt;br /&gt;joy without sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;peace without pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But God has promised&lt;br /&gt;strength for the day,&lt;br /&gt;rest for the laborer,&lt;br /&gt;light on the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Grace for the trial,&lt;br /&gt;help from above,&lt;br /&gt;unfailing sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;undying love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-111071926206707169?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/111071926206707169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=111071926206707169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/111071926206707169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/111071926206707169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-has-not-promised.html' title='He has not promised'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110942666940737390</id><published>2005-02-27T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T06:04:29.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part Deux(2) of New Zealand Trip</title><content type='html'>ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT OREDDY.. haha.. OH YEAH... shucks after The Antarctic Expedition Centre thingy.. Lots of other things happened.. Oh yeah...HAHAHAHA okay OKAYY!! i will get to the point YOU HUNGRY PEOPLE!! ;) Umm soas my memory replays the past.. we went to this pond thingy place and FED THE DUCKS!! SO kool man the ducks were like quacking all over and i would say it was one of my very 1st times actaully seeing a duck swim and fool around in the water.. HAHAH and then we were feeding it with bread normal stuff.. They fought for the biggest one.. YEAhh.. AND then we had Bread and sandwiches for lunch.. Oh well back in New Zealand you dun get to eat much rice. It was more rather of breaded stuff if u get what i mean.. Tomatoes.. Lettuce.. TOmato ketchup. .CHili SAuce.. ETC.. Oh yeag quite full i would sayy..THEN we went towards Christchurch's church and its kinda kool.. THe cathedral was very big.. If i am not wrong it used to house some guy but im not sure.. Hmm.. The glass panels really beautiful and their colours contrasting..WAIT. OMGosh... THERES SO MUCH MORE TO SAYYY!!! ;) and soo let me say the BESTEST PARTS... me and Sudharshan (if ya reading this GOOD LUCK PAL), MOK and preshnan... HAHAHAHA I LOVE U GUYS MAN!! HAHAHA I LOVE BUBBLEGUM I LOVE NZ FOR GOODNESS SAKES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH... okay be decent edward you are human not animal..okay haha PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR THAT WILD TRANSITION.. anyway.. back in our hostel.. IT ROCKS.. we were placed the heavy burden  of keeping the key to our rooms and it was really really HEAVY i almost broke my shoulder.. ANd then we struggled opening the door almost broke key..HAHAHAHA and then FINALLY got in... Sigh..and then we threw all our bags aside.. everyome WENT TO THE FOOD PLACE.. I love that place.. Remember guys The small, airconditoned place so ULTRA KOOL.. wait let me explain in detail... When u enter.. u see this chairs on the right tables in the middle..and OMgosh...AHAHAH THERES TOO MANY THINGS TO SAY MY MIND GOING OVERLOAD... OKAy nvm take DEEP BREATH.. dun worry.. HAHA oh yeah i remember me and my INDIAN gang WOKE UP LATE... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA CANT WRITE LAUGHING TOO MUCH!!@@@@ oh yeah 1st WE INTENDED VERY CLEARLY TO WAKE UP AT 5:00 so we got a REASONABLE 2 WHOLE HOURS to prepare.. The deadline was 7..AND GUESS WAHT.. We woke up 5:30 and thought it was still very early and continued sleeping..SNORE SNORE SNORE.. SNOOOREE.. UNTIL WE EVERYONE IN OUR ROOMS WERE AWOKEN BY THIS VERY LOUD BANG.. so scary.. And then it was coming from all directions.. I couldnt see.. I reached for my specs on the table.. and then MOK shouted 'BUNG' open the door.. ALmost immediately.. i realized it was a knock on the DOORR.. Bad news guys BAD NEWS.. and then looked at my watch 8:15 so FUN MAN. WE WERE SO EARLY.. sudharshan the brave knight COURAGEOUSLY OPENED THE DOOR.. to find that.. Mr.MIchael Long.. was watign outside.. his face a DARK FROWN.. BAD NEWS.. Hide. Better Hide.. ANYWAY STUPID SUSPENSE.. haha and then he scolded us for being late.. OOPSIES.. anyway our eyes were like half open and we rushed with our pyjamas to get to the EATERIR PLACE.. everyone oreddy there so EMBARRASEDD MAN... hahawe were blushing like crap took our food and quikcly ate silently... hahahahaEVERYONE STARING AT US... OMGosg the WONDERFUL MOMENTS... bittersweet.. sigh.. and then i REMEMBER Sry forgotten to add that preshnan he lost his key at first when we were trying to open the baggage.. POOR PRESHNAN.. he lost his KEY!! OMGosh then he was crying.. then i held back my laughter cos u wouldnt want ppl luaghing at u IF YOU WERE ON THE SAME CASE.. then we became serious trying to help him find the keyy..yeah POOR PRESHENAN cryinf really badly.. we searched everywhere.. and finally realized that it was with him all along in his STUPID POCKET.. THEN WE LAUGHED LIKE CRAPPP.. and preshnan stopped and laughedtoo.. HAHAHAHA.. SO LAEMM... and the same ol guy suffered from HOMESICKNESS&gt;.. sigh very difficult to cure this one.. even tcher came and tried to console him... sigh... hmm... he held his family picture really tightly and we just tried to cheer him up... :) and so.. yeah.. TIME TO GOT FOR NOW.. ANd if youre lucky Part 3 comes out.. LOLhaha GOOD LUCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110942666940737390?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110942666940737390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110942666940737390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110942666940737390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110942666940737390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2005/02/part-deux2-of-new-zealand-trip.html' title='Part Deux(2) of New Zealand Trip'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110622515761632334</id><published>2005-01-20T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T04:45:57.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dude. It's already 2005.</title><content type='html'>HAHA oniman!!! Shucks its been a new YEAR DUDE!!! and i have just wirtten this. So KOOL. iMISS DEAR BLOG DUDE. okayy. umm... MILLIONS of frickin things happened and i cannot express them with just words. If only computers can show your body language then communication would definielty be VERY effective... KKK actually I jjust Returned from MY ONI OEP ( OVERSEES EDUCATIONAL PROGRAMME) dude, i miss malacca...... shucks okay got lots of frickin things to say ONI.. :(.. HAHA okay umm... FIRST DAY NINOSK.... (1st)&lt;br /&gt;was like oni fun... we got ready all our oni stuff packed em and stuff like that and we headed for school sehs.. Gotta assemble at 7am man so early niNOSK... Okayy,..and so attendeance taken oreddy then we got on the +ONI BUS... so fun ninosk... And then GOT INTRODUCED to outr KOOL DUDE guide ni noisk.. (HAHA i forgot to continue my NEW ZEALAND TRIP) haha i bet u guys miss it and u wanna know the 2nd PART) BUT I AINT GONNA TELL YA SO TOO BAD.. heh :p.. Nah we see the condition 1st... SO as i have been beating about the bush for the past 1 hour.. Its time for dinner now... someone birthday today so kool man... And so.. the bus we headed for THE ONI kranji checkpoint ni nosk made through the immigration... WHOA MAN IT WAS AMAZING RACE... it was like so unpredictable the speed of the queue man.. And soo forgive me if my english is very lousy cos i am writing words and thought immediately when they surface in my head... Soooo... ummm...we GOT A LONG BUS TRIPPPP ... ONI NO MORE INSPIRATION TO WIRTE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; oni.. next timw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110622515761632334?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110622515761632334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110622515761632334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110622515761632334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110622515761632334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2005/01/dude-its-already-2005.html' title='dude. It&apos;s already 2005.'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110268164823101040</id><published>2004-12-10T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T04:27:28.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardest Question in the World, sometimes without answers</title><content type='html'>But.. I mean in terms of those who have a wide knowledge of the world....These scientists.. they can answer 'What', 'Who', 'Where' and other kinds of descriptive questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT can they answer 'WHY?'??? WHY is not the same with who, what or where... WHY is a reason.. The brainiest can calculate the time it is right now... OR who is coming for Christmas... BUT can they answer Life's WHY?? Like Why are we here... No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need answers... We want to understand the world better... But Who What WHen WHere ain't gonna give you the answer you want... I think if you wanna know an Answer to WHy.... You gotta ask God.. because thats what a religion is most probably for... God can answer why.. WE read it in his words... Yeah.... Umm.... Okay yeah...&lt;br /&gt;You look at a CEO of maybe some Huge company and you look at a priest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask the CEO what? He CAN answer. You ask the Priest What? He might not be able to answer. Then you ask the CEO WhY?. He frowns.&lt;br /&gt;You ask a priest Why? HE smiles at you and says the reason.(&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;On Life's Questions&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... hehe.. I dunno.. But again... Even if you know who Qin Shi Huang is it can't help you much in your life compared to a person who only knows a bit of leadership.. hehe talking crap but i like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya how come today no inspiration... Man TOMORROW is the Frickin NLB Competition!! Arrrrghhhh!!! HElp mesa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe shucks I'm making myself nervous for no reason..&lt;br /&gt;CYA pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110268164823101040?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110268164823101040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110268164823101040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110268164823101040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110268164823101040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/12/hardest-question-in-world-sometimes.html' title='The Hardest Question in the World, sometimes without answers'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110240499552127383</id><published>2004-12-07T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T23:59:03.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If life is a river, where's mine heading to? Stuck in a lake or moving towards the endless ocean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo yo yo WazzzzzzzzUP? The ceiling dude!! Yeah.. Oh well, always felt the same.. I'm wasting my life away again... It's never been normal...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I gotta share this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concrete knowledge cannot and will not replace abstract knowledge due to its importance. Abstract knowledge is TOTALLY the bookworm.... and in some cases, sports and other activities in which you learn NOTHING..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. My dad told me people who went into rather average universities and had not-so-good education normally wound up working as the CEO of someone who entered a high-class university or something and INSTEAD.. they end working for the CEO dude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am not saying that we should ignore our education.. Of course NOT! It's still important... And also that Money ain't everything it sint your Life.. Dun be stupid enough to do stupid stuff just to get Money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean.. Isn't it ironical?? We tend to look down at those who are lower-class that us in terms of education... But do we look at their character? No. We don't.. The first thing we see is Physical attraction.. It's immediate.. And goes on like that physically and ONLY the last part, and rarely even seen is the character..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we even know that someone who is lame at maths for example can 1 day turn out to be a Successful dude living a happy life... Its always like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royalties and people who have blue blood.. Are they really very outstanding? I'm afraid not. Hehe I say all this crap actually i dont even do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAOT &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; No Action Only Talk )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe shucks.. I want to change... I believe we all want to.. Its just a matter of how disciplined we are... Yeah... That's all i gotta say for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through IT ALL... NEVER NEVER EVER NEGLECT YOUR EDUCATION..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned.. 123 FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110240499552127383?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110240499552127383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110240499552127383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110240499552127383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110240499552127383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/12/if-life-is-river-wheres-mine-heading.html' title='If life is a river, where&apos;s mine heading to? Stuck in a lake or moving towards the endless ocean?'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110195235554008992</id><published>2004-12-02T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T17:58:56.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude, where's my van?</title><content type='html'>Yo, wazzzzupp????&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. Right now i am slacking... Right...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, yesterday, Singapore crowned its Idol: Taufik Batisah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah kinda kool, do u know the person who had the idea of this Idol thingy is like frickin rich now, (probably multi-billionaire already) and he sells his idea away to countries to get their&lt;br /&gt;license to have their country's Idol thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy so I am bored.. Woke up at 7:30am waiting for team-mates to turn up for meeting but they still ain't here yet. OH wells never mind... Oh yeah.. HALO on XBOX ROCKS. Okayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Short. Play more.. Haha turning immature.... Umm..Yeah i got this from dear father...&lt;br /&gt;If you want more people to be attracted to you... SERIOUSLY, be DIFFERENT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if humans are all fish in the huge sea.. There are many, many, many salmons in a particular pond or something. However, there is a tiny clownfish living there amidst of all the commotion.. Then won't the clownfish receive lots of attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in Idol, Batisah is different. I mean yeah all of us already ARE different but the BIG problem is thatr we tend to follow others...In a show, most people make up the audience... OBviously how can the actors be more than the audience.. Same applies to a football match... AMong all the supporters, who are all cheering seated down.. WHY NOT stand up and cheer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THat's BEING DIFFERENT. But not illegally or immorally(if that's a word) OF COURSE!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah imagine from all the supporters.. someone suddenly runs into the pitch screaming 'I SUPPORT MAN-UNITED!!!' even though its a CHelsea-Arsenal match...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be so kool.. People like to be normal.. Why not abnormal? We are afraid to be laughed at.. Me too.. But seriously, It works...&lt;br /&gt;YEah DHL man, if you watch the advertisment you can see that DHL CHOOSES his own path unlike Expres Delivery (HAHA) who keeps on following the DHL truck until they realized that DHL truck brought them to their airplane or some gathering point. HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE NOKIA ADVERTISMENT.. advertisment rocks... okayy im streaming outta point here.... Okayy just for a while.. Umm... Then a guy was BORED to death standing next to a bus-stop... YEah then ALERT ALERT DUDES SOMEONE IS bored.... So the KOOL KLOWNS prepare for their emergency mission and get up the plane, ready to entertain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They parachute down and as they approach the BORED man... the bus arrives coincedntally that the KLOWNS couldnt reach the BORED man on time... SO the man steps in the bus, STILL BORED... and looks outta the window... Yeah... And Suddenly a BALLOON with some cream thingy smacks onto the window... The BORED man looks outta the window and finds the dedicated team of entertainers... smiling on their KLOWN car.. THen the guy smiles and its like KOol imagine if Nokia woulg go so far out to create fun hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUCKS MAN OUT OF FRICKIN POINT.. sorry.. umm... we can try to be barbarians instead of normal ppl.. hehe just kidding maybe not THAT serious.. umm... its true... even places are different like if u live in an Urban city slums of some sort... Then you would miss the tranquility of the beaches, of nature.. and stuff like that... Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to these successful ppl like Taufik... Yeah.. Umm... Gtg soon... The Incredibles are different too. Superheroes are different.. or else who would want them to save the WORLD..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..  THey got guts... GUTS.. not fish GUTS but pure GUTS.. thats important too... YEAh he is better than 99% of all the Singaporeans in the sense that he is able to DARES to has the GUTS to sing in front of the whole country.. Yeah kool... Its not easy to have 4 million blinking eyes staring at you and perform well cause youre nervous. Definetely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kool so the message for today is... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'B-E D-I-F-F-E-R-E-N-T' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110195235554008992?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110195235554008992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110195235554008992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110195235554008992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110195235554008992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/12/dude-wheres-my-van.html' title='Dude, where&apos;s my van?'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110165449015504850</id><published>2004-11-28T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T07:08:10.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YO YO YO TIME TO CRAP like once i did b4</title><content type='html'>BURRRRPPPP&lt;br /&gt;oni onininoi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kool man. My dear father got me a new gaming console ninoi...Okayy lets drift off from that very subject NINOI..&lt;br /&gt;Oni oni burp.... I BET YOU ARE IN NO MOOD TO READ THIS.... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends.. My name is nhoj.. Opposite of John... (HARHARHAR)&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends.. My name is retep.. Opposite of Peter... (HARHARHAR)&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends.. My name is Bob.. Opposite of Bob.. (HARerr.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh i like this joke been staying in my mind since the 1st time i heard it&lt;br /&gt;(Courtesy of ACDC members who participated in NLB competition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing ROCKS.. People have taken 'laughing courses' or 'Laughing Therapy' which is kool. Yeah because when you laugh you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;And when you are happy, your body's immune system is stronger so you are filled with VIGOUR AND BURINING ENERGY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is always and will forever be the best medicine so Go out There and luagh your heart out.. Lame Jokes can be appetizers.. Yeah.. For starters, Look at the mirror and laugh at yourself for maybe 15 min for NO APPARENT reason.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe umm i never really did that b4 but i am sure it will make you feel better. Heh.... Arrgh if you guys have any KOOL CLEAN jokes please post them and we will share the luaghter together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.  ~Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A hearty laugh gives one a dry cleaning, while a good cry is a wet wash.  ~Puzant Kevork Thomajan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dogs laugh, but they laugh with their tails.  What puts man in a higher state of evolution is that he has got his laugh on the right end.  ~Max Eastman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110165449015504850?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110165449015504850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110165449015504850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110165449015504850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110165449015504850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/11/yo-yo-yo-time-to-crap-like-once-i-did.html' title='YO YO YO TIME TO CRAP like once i did b4'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110161275834185059</id><published>2004-11-27T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T19:32:38.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason To Be Happy (at the VERY least)</title><content type='html'>I have like 10 minutes to write this because i have to go to church soon or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man. I think everyone in this world of ours is beautiful in our own ways, be it physically, emotionally or anything else. So there's completely no reason to brood over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be someone who doesnt have the looks, but HEY MAN, you sure know how to cheer people up and THAT in the long run will keep you burning with vigour... As compared to those whose looks are flawless but their hearts are so-called 'weak'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. Yeah.. Gtg church soon.. No wonder felt a weeny bit inspired..&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. I think to those who feel that they are still ugly and not accepted in the society... I think they should try to improve their EQ cause as always Beauty is ONLY skin deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i got into it myself i mean dont you people too? YEah, i think we should all realize this no matter who you are, where you come from, or whatever.. We are all special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE are unique like the INCREDIBLES, in the sense that we do not have superpowers but we have our own talents and abilities....&lt;br /&gt;Some can act, can sing, can play sports well, can give in a little bit to the society..(Social Responsibility) Yeah and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gtg now But always remember everyones unique and I believe God never leaves anyoone behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110161275834185059?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110161275834185059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110161275834185059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110161275834185059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110161275834185059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/11/reason-to-be-happy-at-very-least.html' title='Reason To Be Happy (at the VERY least)'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110148200891645255</id><published>2004-11-26T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T07:15:01.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisment: Lyrics of World's on Fire</title><content type='html'>I think this song really rocks. It makes me really feel like making a difference to those less-fortunate.. Yeah.. Think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;World On Fire&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Hearts are worn in these dark ages&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone in this story's pages&lt;br /&gt;The light has fallen amongst the living and the dying&lt;br /&gt;And I'll try to hold it in, yeah I'll try to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's on fire and&lt;br /&gt;It's more than I can handle&lt;br /&gt;I'll tap into the water&lt;br /&gt;(Try and bring my share)&lt;br /&gt;I try to bring more&lt;br /&gt;More than I can handle&lt;br /&gt;(Bring it to the table)&lt;br /&gt;Being what I am able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the heavens but I find no calling&lt;br /&gt;Something I can do to change what's coming&lt;br /&gt;Stay close to me while the sky is falling&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be left alone, don't wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts break, hearts mend&lt;br /&gt;Love still hurts&lt;br /&gt;Visions clash, planes crash&lt;br /&gt;Still there's no talk of&lt;br /&gt;Saving souls, still the cold&lt;br /&gt;Is closing in on us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We part the veil on our killer sun&lt;br /&gt;Stray from the straight line on this short run&lt;br /&gt;The more we take, the less we become&lt;br /&gt;A fortune of one that means less for some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus X2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110148200891645255?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110148200891645255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110148200891645255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110148200891645255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110148200891645255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/11/advertisment-lyrics-of-worlds-on-fire.html' title='Advertisment: Lyrics of World&apos;s on Fire'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110146067461993299</id><published>2004-11-26T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T01:17:54.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonderful New Zealand Experience (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I MUST dedicate this to every single person that went to New Zealand with me for a some 10 Days of so-called 'stint'. It  was some sort of an incentive trip thingy and the story unfolds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i just wanna write about the memorable ones thats all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKEYS.. First day was oreddy disastrous...&lt;br /&gt;K so our minds were in a whirl as we boarded the SQ plane heading towards NZ. Yeah no one's talking bout their worries animore. Its all bout NZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got on the plane and things went well, or so it seems....Oh wait b4 we even got on the plane and I was Very UNLUCKILY issued a ticket and the window seat with a frickin irritating girl (sorry only this 1, the rest OK) and like so I didnt care and the sky turned dark and had some scary terbulence and FINALLY my eyes succumbed to their sleep. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap. And then when I woke up, my frens were like telling me I was drooling and I was like what the ****?? I had no ****ing idea sorry bout that and like i didnt know.. then I heard that a lady teacher who brought us on the trip and who went with us DUH.. she took a piece of tissue paper and like dried the corner of my mouth. I thank her for that but SERIOUSLY, the 1st day was so CRAP.....CRAp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna scream... But it makes me laugh so i dun mind. Thanks. When we reached like 8 hrs ago, on NZ soil, we got on a coach with a KOOL tour guide who's a good joker, in the sense that he could really entertain us if we felt bored and he has to do so in the days to come (I realized in the future that is) that if he came across a long straight stretch of road, he has to keep awake or he would experience something called.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICRO-SLEEP its scary i felt it b4. And like u would fall asleep for a fraction of a second and like u know for that short point in time might be very Crucial if we have to drive close to a steep ledge or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its always an adventure... Pumping adrenaline.....YEah... Actually all this craap happeed late but i really wanted to pour it out now, so I did...&lt;br /&gt;ANd near the airport was This Antarctic Centre thingy in which they are able to replicate conditions in COLD FREEZING ANTARTICA..yeah so kool... I wore my hat muffon BTW if thats what its called (I forgot oreddy it was like 2 years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the place. Air-Conditioned.. Give us a break man.. the temperatiure outside was a possible 15 degress or sth... I dunno sry but aniway its to REGENERATE THE SCENARIO... yeah and like we had a cool talk bout Antarctica and I was made to dress up in a real WINTER SUIT MADE SPECIALLY FOR SCIENTISTS WORKIN THERE and it was frickin hot... yeah kool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued and there was a short documentary on Penguins and Emperor ones and how they take care of their young so KOOL..&lt;br /&gt;and then we  went to the place in which they repliacted the FREEZING WEATHER that is In the Antarctic... WE got to wear extra covering in case our ears froze up or something and we covered our shoes with plastic basgs.&lt;br /&gt;FIrst time in my life have i actuallly touchde snow. Umm. but actually FAKE ARTIFICIAL SNOW.. HEh nvm still kinda kool and freezing...&lt;br /&gt;A WHOPPING -15 Degrees Celsius would u believe.... Yeah and there was even an Ice slide we tried slide on it and it was SMOOOoooth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice was very hard... Yeah man yeah... But only those in blocks...&lt;br /&gt;So we tried to have some fun... There was ice and snow.... And the snow was probably like those in Ice City in Signapore although i never really went there..yeahh so we flicked everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned into a WAR..and that was exactly when things got worse....&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun the anow was soft we threw it at each other... ANd then another irritating girl threw a block of Ice SO BIG it was possibly twice bigger than my ear and like she threw it on my EAR so coincedental and like it was so EXCRUCIATINGLY excruciatING pain.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Ok took deep breath and walked offffff.....argh.... Painful.. K I got enuff troubles for a day i want to stay out of ant danger.... Prone to it sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then we went out of the place got some souvenirs and we walked out of that building. (Police should cordon it man, or at least remove the frickin Ice.) yeah and we took some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember clearly...We were happily posing in front of this excavatore i thing or some machine thingy but quite kool and like some of us bent down...  There was a puddle of water on the ground and SOMEHOW... I dropped my head muffon on the ver puddle of water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost screammed...soo dirty....Had to carry it with 2 lil fingers back to coach and i just held on for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ppl IF you are reading this too bad  gotta end it now cause I'm tired part 2 is still UNDER CONSTRUCTION... yeah sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DAY 1 OVER-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110146067461993299?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110146067461993299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110146067461993299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110146067461993299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110146067461993299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/11/wonderful-new-zealand-experience-part.html' title='The Wonderful New Zealand Experience (Part 1)'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110136075786010487</id><published>2004-11-24T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T21:32:37.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have exactly 19 minutes to write this </title><content type='html'>Hi diary, once again, i am Crap Dude coming from town.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Well today we had an OM meeting and stuff but it wasnt kind of like productive enough,&lt;br /&gt;so it went kinda crapped up.&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna watch 'The Incredibles' Yeah man. Sounds real kool. With my dear family.&lt;br /&gt;Sgh.. Life is drifting away.. At least today i was able to conquer a lil bit of peer pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Do you know what's the purpose of your life, diary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. I think that many people in their lives, they aim to be the rich guy you see next door, or the next celebrity in an Idol show, or like Owning a mansion with 3 Swimming pools of some sort. But do they ever think of whether it was all worth it. Cause in the very end, its gonna slip past your very fingers that you were struggling to hold onto and escapes. Cause death is universal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you leave this material world everything you have is gone. Im not saying you should stop trying to succeed in your life and be a monk or priest or something. What do you think diary?&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. I dunno man. But I think that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE VERY PURPOSE OF LIFE IS TO LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If you hate what do you get, more hatred and its WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that God is near me. Man. I gtg watch the incredibles and see how my life slowly unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;Its a long time coming. I want to recommend a song to the world cause it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try John Mellencamp's 'Peaceful World' or Sarah *something i forgot sorry*'s 'World on fire'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if you search for fame and fortune all ur life, its wasteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i gtg 6 min to gettin ot of this place and go to Orchard for the Incredibles. Aargh. I dunno is you think this is crap then its okey. I think its better to share your joy with someone rather watch that dude suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the world's vision of 'Ending World Poverty'? Its just not right.&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone's put here for a specific purpose. Some to tell the world messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Villains and bad guys are indirectlty telling the world to stop doing evil and rather make a change. I mean what's the point of doing evil&lt;br /&gt;evil LEADS TO NOWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;even i f you are a free thjinker i think being righteous is very important.&lt;br /&gt;Becasue evil knows how to tempt. It tempts you so well that your mind i sttricked. That you forget EVERYTHING that you knoe is RIGHT, and you just put it aside and INdulge in something you know is STupid and pointless. And then its all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make mistakes myeslf. Everyone has flaws you me everyone. Its a fact and we should try to improve ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i gtg watch incredibles SO BYEEBYEYBEYBEYBEYBEYEBY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110136075786010487?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110136075786010487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110136075786010487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110136075786010487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110136075786010487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-have-exactly-19-minutes-to-write.html' title='I have exactly 19 minutes to write this '/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110122242042408603</id><published>2004-11-23T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T07:07:00.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IntroDucion (My 1st BLOG)</title><content type='html'>This is like SO KOOL DUDE! WAZZZZZUPP Yo'ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;My very first BLOGGY BLOG. Like so kool man. Can't believe this.&lt;br /&gt;I heard it's addictive and i think im getting the real kick. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so... a genius idea to create an online diary turned to reality. Talking crap ROCKS man. Learned that from my cousin (Chis P.Bacon) and still improving my CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKayy. Well, I am like drifting in holiday mood. Wait. This is&lt;br /&gt;JUST the INTRODUCTION PEOPLE. There's more lame stuff comin up ready to served hot and cold for everyone and so BREATHE AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Like so &lt;strong&gt;kool man&lt;/strong&gt; this is like SO ONI. I am going to introduce this very interesting word to you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, Just HOLD ONTO UR LIFE. Oni I have nothing to write. Sorry&lt;br /&gt;my pen ran out of ink. I going to Popular in 5 minutes to get some REfills Hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank LORD for your blessing this year. Although disappoints come my way, I am able to solve them. Yeah! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Hi. I'm Bob the Giraffe. Welcome to Manchester Zoo. Goodbye. Have a nice day! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont cry because its over, smile because it happened." - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110122242042408603?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110122242042408603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110122242042408603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110122242042408603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110122242042408603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/11/introducion-my-1st-blog.html' title='IntroDucion (My 1st BLOG)'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</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-9291542.post-110122534949675519</id><published>2004-11-23T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T07:55:49.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition of Oni</title><content type='html'>Sorry, guys if u feel that my 1st BLOGgy blog was TOO Crap Forgive me. cause its my style.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, lets talk about what ONI means.&lt;br /&gt;You might notice that I keep on saying ONI ONI and crap stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKayy here goes my crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(N./Adj./V/evrything)&lt;/span&gt;: 1st and foremost you must know that oni is a word that my team and I with my cousin came up with this KOOL word and we would like to PATENT it somewhere cause its like too Cool A Word To Be Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oni is an expression of your innermost emotions, thoughts and feelings. Its good cause u can replace expletives with Oni cause Oni is NOT a BAD word (we are decent ppl; bad words are not for us) and to cover up the missing hole we can use ONI as a cool satisfying replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it guys. In a NOUN, Oni is used like this. (Eg. What the ONI are you doing dude??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an ADJECTIVE, (Eg. You are so ONI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a VERB, (eg. Stop oni-ying around dude and get to business. Chop chop. OR oni you man can you fix this before it's too late.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I advise u to try it, its pointless but it works. YEAH!! Okayy my mission is ACCOMPLISHED, but only FOR NOW. oh wells. okayy BACK TO REALITY NINOI. Yeah if you dun mind please post UR COMMENTS NINOI. ANY CRAP THING WILL DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9291542-110122534949675519?l=manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/feeds/110122534949675519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9291542&amp;postID=110122534949675519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110122534949675519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9291542/posts/default/110122534949675519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manageimpulsivity.blogspot.com/2004/11/definition-of-oni.html' title='Definition of Oni'/><author><name>EddyW@rdy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18051322870510172759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
