<?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-6954869550316640022</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:18:03.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fonster's Intuition</title><subtitle type='html'>It's an intuitive journey toward searching inner awareness... ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-1808203902073964330</id><published>2011-10-29T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:38:51.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want reality...I just want disney... .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-1808203902073964330?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1808203902073964330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=1808203902073964330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1808203902073964330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1808203902073964330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-don-want-realityi-just-want-disney.html' title='I don&apos;t want reality...I just want disney... .'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-5228253814822782047</id><published>2011-10-16T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:17:10.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Exceptional Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Will: What if we were to have good timing. For even an hour. What would that look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alicia: I think that would look like an exceptional moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- The Good Wife S2E23: Closing Arguments - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5228253814822782047?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5228253814822782047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5228253814822782047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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liking?'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6496273449137479625</id><published>2011-10-09T19:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T20:14:37.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems to be under a spell that I just can't break away from... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbHPa8bkNho/TpGPvm84mzI/AAAAAAAAEnI/yDJMSXVQtZI/s1600/tumblr_ls6po6fWGK1qafc06o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661464254653963058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbHPa8bkNho/TpGPvm84mzI/AAAAAAAAEnI/yDJMSXVQtZI/s400/tumblr_ls6po6fWGK1qafc06o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would this turn out to be a mess again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I just shake off the drama and pull myself away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I acting as if I’m under some kind of spells?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I continue to distance myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the most obvious choice of action seem to be the hardest thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I just truly believe that Disney doesn’t exist in the real world!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to me at least. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes it happens in an instance.&lt;br /&gt;We step up, we see a path forward.&lt;br /&gt;We see a path and we take it.&lt;br /&gt;Even when we have no idea where we're going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Meredith Grey in Grey's Anatomy S8E3: Take The Lead-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5029801403632088497?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5029801403632088497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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gotta ignite the light and let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby, you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna leave 'em falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to feel like a waste of space&lt;br /&gt;You're original, cannot be replaced&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;After a hurricane comes a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed&lt;br /&gt;So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road&lt;br /&gt;Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time, you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna leave 'em falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;It's always been inside of you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to let it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;As you shoot across the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;br /&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;br /&gt;Make 'em go, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna leave 'em falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;br /&gt;Boom, 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J0kPIiac5mc/Tn7GRbDeuAI/AAAAAAAAElo/71FL4I4qQCg/s72-c/False%2BPretence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-3545098697873377302</id><published>2011-09-19T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:04:21.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've all heard the saying. It's one of those things you learn in seventh grade science class. Adapt or die. Adapting isn't easy though. You have to fight your competition and off their attacks. And sometimes, you have to kill. You do what you need to do to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meredith Grey in Grey's Anatomy S7E21: I Will Survive - &lt;/strong&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/6954869550316640022-3545098697873377302?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3545098697873377302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3545098697873377302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3545098697873377302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3545098697873377302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/09/survival.html' title='Survival'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7980664974986241921</id><published>2011-09-17T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:06:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There is a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasnt because I thought I would be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love? And then you don't have it. What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on..." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Meredith Grey in Grey's Anatomy S7E22: Unaccompanied Minor -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7980664974986241921?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7980664974986241921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7980664974986241921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7980664974986241921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7980664974986241921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-is-reason-i-said-id-be-happy.html' title='Happy Alone'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7737477625411606725</id><published>2011-08-28T20:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T20:12:03.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live in the moment and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering...It doesn't matter if I don't possess it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7737477625411606725?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7737477625411606725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7737477625411606725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7737477625411606725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7737477625411606725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/08/live-in-moment-and-make-it-so-beautiful.html' title='Live in the moment and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering...It doesn&apos;t matter if I don&apos;t possess it.'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-4950867621558841363</id><published>2011-08-20T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T23:09:13.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the Life I am living and will continue with Courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642955288566256162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTUGYCUFQCc/Tk_N7_JnUiI/AAAAAAAAElg/C4yo4BjfWQQ/s400/35272163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-4950867621558841363?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4950867621558841363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=4950867621558841363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/4950867621558841363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/4950867621558841363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-life-i-am-living-and-will.html' title='This is the Life I am living and will continue with Courage'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTUGYCUFQCc/Tk_N7_JnUiI/AAAAAAAAElg/C4yo4BjfWQQ/s72-c/35272163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-3009980849546852749</id><published>2011-08-20T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:46:34.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Me... ... To Love and Accept Me For Who I am... ... .</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1e6bB6PpLTU/Tk_Iq9mEYJI/AAAAAAAAElY/9zIHKd8yrr4/s1600/07-02-2009.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642949498532814994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1e6bB6PpLTU/Tk_Iq9mEYJI/AAAAAAAAElY/9zIHKd8yrr4/s400/07-02-2009.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXNWMvEDe8M/Tk_H-DePL-I/AAAAAAAAElQ/3Jf6RL929gs/s1600/07-02-2009.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-3009980849546852749?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3009980849546852749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3009980849546852749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3009980849546852749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3009980849546852749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/08/thats-me-to-love-and-accept-me-for-who.html' title='That&apos;s Me... ... To Love and Accept Me For Who I am... ... .'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1e6bB6PpLTU/Tk_Iq9mEYJI/AAAAAAAAElY/9zIHKd8yrr4/s72-c/07-02-2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-7155903136252942832</id><published>2011-05-31T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:44:11.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and yet expect to receive a different outcome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7155903136252942832?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7155903136252942832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7155903136252942832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7155903136252942832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7155903136252942832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/05/insanity-is-doing-same-thing-over-and.html' title='Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and yet expect to receive a different outcome.'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-2774815591249603864</id><published>2011-05-30T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:52:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m803iZkBn2A/TeMGcFvEQQI/AAAAAAAAEks/0SsQ_ECNSsQ/s1600/inner-peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612336640279462146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m803iZkBn2A/TeMGcFvEQQI/AAAAAAAAEks/0SsQ_ECNSsQ/s400/inner-peace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2774815591249603864?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2774815591249603864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2774815591249603864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2774815591249603864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2774815591249603864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/05/inner-peace.html' title='Inner Peace'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m803iZkBn2A/TeMGcFvEQQI/AAAAAAAAEks/0SsQ_ECNSsQ/s72-c/inner-peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-514762027970556115</id><published>2011-05-29T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:16:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Déjà vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What happened in the past 2 weeks was Déjà vu all over again...you thought you already knew what was coming and where it would lead to...but you still fall into it for the thrill of wishing the slightness possibility of a different outcome. Well, it's probably the hope of getting it right for once...after being in the wrong for like a million times. Naive? Maybe...there is a saying "when the Stupid neither forgive nor forget and the Smart forgive but do not forget - it's the Naive that forgive and forget".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-514762027970556115?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/514762027970556115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=514762027970556115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/514762027970556115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/514762027970556115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/05/deja-vu.html' title='Déjà vu'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-2229259943967294707</id><published>2011-05-29T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:18:47.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconnecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Too caught up with working life which led me to stop connecting with my inner self &amp;amp; expressing my inner thoughts for a number of months...that shouldn't be the way...a quote from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:100%;" &gt;Lee Iacocca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- "The discipline of writing something down is the first step toward making it happen." On that note, I should take baby steps into reconnecting...starting from this moment... .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&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/6954869550316640022-2229259943967294707?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2229259943967294707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2229259943967294707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2229259943967294707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2229259943967294707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2011/05/reconnecting.html' title='Reconnecting'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6756682811747787353</id><published>2010-12-27T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T00:54:46.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; don't know how my past has brought me to this present, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't know how my present will lead me to the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I feel that I'm going round and round in circles, with no beginning and without the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6756682811747787353?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6756682811747787353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6756682811747787353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6756682811747787353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6756682811747787353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/12/circles.html' title='Circles'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7175994781981616005</id><published>2010-10-24T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:14:22.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even when our hopes give way to reality and we finally have to surrender to the truth, it just means we've lost today battle. Not tomorrow's war. Here's the thing about surrender, once you do it, actually give in, you forget why you were even fighting in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Quote from Grey Anatomy S5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sweet Surrender - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7175994781981616005?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7175994781981616005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7175994781981616005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7175994781981616005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7175994781981616005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/10/surrender.html' title='Surrender'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-9210293904358896883</id><published>2010-10-24T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:06:31.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trauma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Doesn't matter how tough we are, trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, it changes our lives, trauma messes everybody up, but maybe that's the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all of that is what keeps us moving forward. It's what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little messed up, before we can step up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Quote from Grey Anatomy S5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Elevator Love Letter - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-9210293904358896883?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/9210293904358896883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=9210293904358896883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/9210293904358896883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/9210293904358896883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/10/trauma.html' title='Trauma'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-1104910753026850351</id><published>2010-09-11T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:12:06.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side of This Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Maybe we accept the dream has become a nightmare. We tell ourselves that reality is better. We convince ourselves it's better that we never dream at all. But, the strongest of us, the most determined of us, holds on to the dream or we find ourselves faced with a fresh dream we never considered. We wake to find ourselves, against all odds, feeling hopeful. And, if we're lucky, we realize in the face of everything, in the face of life the true dream is being able to dream at all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Quote from Grey Anatomy S3 The Other Side of This Life - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-1104910753026850351?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1104910753026850351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=1104910753026850351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1104910753026850351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1104910753026850351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/other-side-of-this-life.html' title='The Other Side of This Life'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-8312614720290813997</id><published>2010-09-05T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:35:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishin' and Hopin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...what patients really want to know is - will the pain go away? Will I feel better? Am I cured? What our patients really want to know is - is there hope? But, inevitably, there are times when you find yourself in the worst case scenario. When the patient's body has betrayed them and all the science we have to offer has failed them. When the worst case scenario comes true, clinging to hope is all we've got left."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...we live in a world of worse case scenarios. We cut ourselves off from hoping for the best because too many times the best doesn’t happen. But every now and then something extraordinary occurs and suddenly best case scenarios seem possible. And every now and then something amazing happens, and against our better judgment we start to have hope." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quotes from Grey Anatomy S3 Wishin' and Hopin'-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8312614720290813997?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8312614720290813997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8312614720290813997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8312614720290813997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8312614720290813997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/09/wishin-and-hopin.html' title='Wishin&apos; and Hopin&apos;'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-3021336276891994218</id><published>2010-08-29T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:44:26.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars and Souvenirs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse? New wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should've healed years ago and never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something, they remind us where we've been and what we've overcome, they teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what we like to think, but that's not the way it is, is it? Somethings you just have to learn over and over and over again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Grey Anatomy S3 Scars and Souvenirs Ending Quote - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-3021336276891994218?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3021336276891994218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3021336276891994218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3021336276891994218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3021336276891994218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/08/scars-and-souvenirs.html' title='Scars and Souvenirs'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6155758660730506039</id><published>2010-08-15T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:09:55.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All efforts made to make up for past mistakes will ultimately be worthwhile. Sift the sand and find the gold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6155758660730506039?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6155758660730506039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6155758660730506039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6155758660730506039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6155758660730506039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-efforts-made-to-make-up-past.html' title='All efforts made to make up for past mistakes will ultimately be worthwhile. Sift the sand and find the gold!'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-5019089927921026755</id><published>2010-08-12T19:31:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:12:29.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrassing Miscommunication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago, Guy and Gal accidentally had a locking lips incident. They both agreed not to let this moment of weakness ruin their potentially cool friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue one day, Gal who was aboard for a stressful job training + under extreme cold weather (hence maybe that's why she was cranky)received a text from Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy's text: I tried hard not to find it all very weird...but failed ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal's text: U are making me so confused. So does that mean u want me to be out of your life completely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy's text: Er...no, im the one that is confused now. I was talking about the parade being entertaining....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal's text: Oh shit...embrassing...just ignore. We re good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy's text: No worries ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrator: What the F****??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5019089927921026755?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5019089927921026755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5019089927921026755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5019089927921026755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5019089927921026755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/08/embrassing-miscommunition.html' title='Embrassing Miscommunication'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6824852719299948372</id><published>2010-06-14T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:34:43.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one centre of pain. The paralysing immobility of a life every circumstance of which is regulated after an unchangeable pattern, so that we eat and drink and lie down and pray, or kneel at least for prayer, according to the inflexible laws of an iron formula: this immobile quality, that makes each dreadful day in the very minutest detail like its brother, seems to communicate itself to those external forces the very essence of whose existence is ceaseless change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TA0euCzgc1I/AAAAAAAAEj8/bgIzdxaUDTA/s1600/240px-Oscar_Wilde_3g07095u-adjust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TA0euCzgc1I/AAAAAAAAEj8/bgIzdxaUDTA/s400/240px-Oscar_Wilde_3g07095u-adjust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480070097955484498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7228555531973837743?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7228555531973837743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7228555531973837743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7228555531973837743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7228555531973837743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/06/de-profundis-extract-by-oscar-wilde.html' title='De Profundis (Extract) ~ by Oscar Wilde'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TA0euCzgc1I/AAAAAAAAEj8/bgIzdxaUDTA/s72-c/240px-Oscar_Wilde_3g07095u-adjust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-6482453626050355686</id><published>2010-06-07T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:45:25.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An act can cause a ripple of unknown effects and consequences.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TA0F4kYJrWI/AAAAAAAAEj0/enp2RLp-v4w/s1600/ripple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TA0F4kYJrWI/AAAAAAAAEj0/enp2RLp-v4w/s400/ripple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480042790975548770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6482453626050355686?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6482453626050355686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6482453626050355686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6482453626050355686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6482453626050355686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/06/act-can-cause-ripple-of-unknown-effects.html' title='An act can cause a ripple of unknown effects and consequences.'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TA0F4kYJrWI/AAAAAAAAEj0/enp2RLp-v4w/s72-c/ripple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-5976973122627877629</id><published>2010-06-06T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:37:38.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What About Me ~ Shannon Noll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well there's a little boy waiting at the counter of a corner shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; He's been waiting down there, waiting half the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; They never ever see him from the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; He gets to his feet and he says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; [CHORUS:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; What about me, it isn't fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I've had enough now i want my share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Can't you see i wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; But you just take more than you give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Well there's a pretty girl serving at the counter of the corner shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; She's been waiting back there, waiting for her dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Her dreams walk in and out they never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Well she's not too proud to cry out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; She runs to the street and she screams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; [CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; So take a step back and see the little people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; They may be young but they're the ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; That make the big people big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; So listen, as they whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; What about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And now i'm standing on the corner all the world's gone home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nobody's changed, nobody's been saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; And i'm feeling cold and alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I guess i'm lucky, i smile a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; But sometimes i wish for more than i've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; [CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5976973122627877629?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5976973122627877629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5976973122627877629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5976973122627877629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5976973122627877629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-about-me-shannon-noll.html' title='What About Me ~ Shannon Noll'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7387561357124873582</id><published>2010-06-05T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T13:20:02.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quotes that I Lurve from 'The Good Wife' - Season 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TApf0BVLCwI/AAAAAAAAEjs/LxDhZuRChSg/s1600/the-good-wife-promo-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TApf0BVLCwI/AAAAAAAAEjs/LxDhZuRChSg/s400/the-good-wife-promo-pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479297243964705538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alicia: You won't feel like it. But put on nice clothing. Force yourself to. Not for public. For you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Client: Does it ever get easier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alicia: No, but you do get better at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter: When I get out, it will all go back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Alicia: Nothing will ever go back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kalinda: You oughta try it some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Alicia: Flipping someone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kalinda: It's good for your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jackie: I am doing the best I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Alicia: Well, join the club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter: I've looked in the mirror and what I've seen I don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diane: This is a power play, pure and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Will: Nothing here is pure and nothing here is simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kalinda: Alicia, you're a good lawyer, but you're always waiting for people to give you things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cary: You like to think you're a good person. Maybe that used to be the case. But we both know you'll do whatever it takes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alicia: I'm just so tired of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kalinda: That's what people like Cary count on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Alicia: Poetry is easy; it's the parent-teacher conferences that are hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7387561357124873582?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7387561357124873582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7387561357124873582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7387561357124873582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7387561357124873582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/06/quotes-that-i-lurve-from-good-wife.html' title='The Quotes that I Lurve from &apos;The Good Wife&apos; - Season 1'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/TApf0BVLCwI/AAAAAAAAEjs/LxDhZuRChSg/s72-c/the-good-wife-promo-pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-3298345777634065283</id><published>2010-06-04T14:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T02:08:52.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hermit</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; 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	mso-para-margin-top:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-right:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hermit &lt;/span&gt;is who I truly am - always going out on my own, taking a risk and leaving behind mediocrity in favour of what I truly want to do. There is no guarantee that what I have chosen is the right path, for the lantern only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a short distance and I have somehow always only managed to glimpse a little of what lies ahead of me...then it diminishes...a good explanation why I fell so hard at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Strength&lt;/span&gt; is what I really need now to continue with the journey that I have started, for there is this overwhelming fear...slowly consuming me from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-2741087298976477435</id><published>2010-01-25T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:57:22.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ludwig van Beethoven's 'Immortal Beloved' Love Letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The First Letter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 6, in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angel, my all, my very self - Only a few words today and at that with pencil (with yours) - Not till tomorrow will my lodgings be definitely determined upon - what a useless waste of time - Why this deep sorrow when necessity speaks - can our love endure except through sacrifices, through not demanding everything from one another; can you change the fact that you are not wholly mine, I not wholly thine - Oh God, look out into the beauties of nature and comfort your heart with that which must be - Love demands everything and that very justly - thus it is to me with you, and to your with me. But you forget so easily that I must live for me and for you; if we were wholly united you would feel the pain of it as little as I - My journey was a fearful one; I did not reach here until 4 o'clock yesterday morning. Lacking horses the post-coach chose another route, but what an awful one; at the stage before the last I was warned not to travel at night; I was made fearful of a forest, but that only made me the more eager - and I was wrong. The coach must needs break down on the wretched road, a bottomless mud road. Without such postilions as I had with me I should have remained stuck in the road. Esterhazy, traveling the usual road here, had the same fate with eight horses that I had with four - Yet I got some pleasure out of it, as I always do when I successfully overcome difficulties - Now a quick change to things internal from things external. We shall surely see each other soon; moreover, today I cannot share with you the thoughts I have had during these last few days touching my own life - If our hearts were always close together, I would have none of these. My heart is full of so many things to say to you - ah - there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing at all - Cheer up - remain my true, my only treasure, my all as I am yours. The gods must send us the rest, what for us must and shall be -&lt;br /&gt;Your faithful LUDWIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Second Letter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evening, Monday, July 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are suffering, my dearest creature - only now have I learned that letters must be posted very early in the morning on Mondays to Thursdays - the only days on which the mail-coach goes from here to K. - You are suffering - Ah, wherever I am, there you are also - I will arrange it with you and me that I can live with you. What a life!!! thus!!! without you - pursued by the goodness of mankind hither and thither - which I as little want to deserve as I deserve it - Humility of man towards man - it pains me - and when I consider myself in relation to the universe, what am I and what is He - whom we call the greatest - and yet - herein lies the divine in man - I weep when I reflect that you will probably not receive the first report from me until Saturday - Much as you love me - I love you more - But do not ever conceal yourself from me - good night - As I am taking the baths I must go to bed - Oh God - so near! so far! Is not our love truly a heavenly structure, and also as firm as the vault of heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Third Letter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good morning, on July 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.&lt;br /&gt;ever thine&lt;br /&gt;ever mine&lt;br /&gt;ever ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2741087298976477435?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2741087298976477435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2741087298976477435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2741087298976477435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2741087298976477435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/ludwig-van-beethovens-immortal-beloved.html' title='Ludwig van Beethoven&apos;s &apos;Immortal Beloved&apos; Love Letters'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-956502781469740568</id><published>2010-01-06T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:15:29.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CBS's primetime drama 'The Good Wife'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-525ba1f73a74235f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D525ba1f73a74235f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331889687%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11E3C8B421EE9ECE0B93A8FE1ECA9BF2248FD4C6.16814E9C37A3876E1004EACC7EE4F21EA01EAE30%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D525ba1f73a74235f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtxssRONoJeulwZKV0ioQ5s59MgY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D525ba1f73a74235f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331889687%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11E3C8B421EE9ECE0B93A8FE1ECA9BF2248FD4C6.16814E9C37A3876E1004EACC7EE4F21EA01EAE30%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D525ba1f73a74235f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtxssRONoJeulwZKV0ioQ5s59MgY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can so see myself addicted to CBS's primetime drama 'The Good Wife' that's showing in Ten Network soon! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a sadist but I actually like the slapping scene. It displayed the utter disappointment and hurt of a woman  - by the man she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Noth still looks as dashing and charismatic as ever – you just can’t hate him, can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/6954869550316640022-956502781469740568?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/956502781469740568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=956502781469740568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/956502781469740568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/956502781469740568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/cbss-primetime-drama-good-wife.html' title='CBS&apos;s primetime drama &apos;The Good Wife&apos;'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7202078792112272122</id><published>2010-01-02T18:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:34:32.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane Austen's all time classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Sz8j51pJivI/AAAAAAAAEjc/SG6jq9RA_3M/s1600-h/Snapshot+2010-01-02+21-45-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Sz8j51pJivI/AAAAAAAAEjc/SG6jq9RA_3M/s400/Snapshot+2010-01-02+21-45-21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422091952936553202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose your heart&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Come to your senses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Marianne:  Can he love her? Can the soul be really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn - to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise... .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Elinor: Did he tell you he loved you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne: Yes... no. Never absolutely. It was everyday implied but never declared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Marianne: Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. Or bends with the remover to remove. Oh no! It is an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elinor: You have no confidence in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne: This reproach from you. You who confide in no-one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elinor: I have nothing to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne: Nor I. Neither of us have anything to tell. I because I conceal nothing and you because you communicate nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Elinor: What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For weeks, Marianne, I've had this pressing on me without being at liberty to speak of it to a single creature. It was forced on me by the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hope. I have endured her exultations again and again whilst knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever. Believe me, Marianne, had I not been bound to silence I could have provided proof enough of a broken heart, even for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Elinor: Whatever his past actions, whatever his present course... at least you may be certain that he loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Marianne: But not enough. Not enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Elinor: Would you have him treat her even worse than Willoughby has treated you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Marianne: No. But nor would I have him marry someone he does not love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Colonel Brandon: Your sister seems very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Elinor: Yes. Marianne does not approve of hiding her emotions. In fact, her romantic prejudices have the unfortunate tendency to set propriety at naught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Colonel Brandon: She is wholly unspoilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Elinor: Rather too unspoilt, in my view. The sooner she becomes acquainted with the ways of the world, the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Colonel Brandon: I knew a lady very like your sister - the same impulsive sweetness of temper - who was forced into, as you put it, a better acquaintance with the world. The result was only ruination and despair. Do not desire it, Miss Dashwood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7202078792112272122?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7202078792112272122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7202078792112272122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7202078792112272122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7202078792112272122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/jane-austens-all-time-classic-sense-and.html' title='Jane Austen&apos;s all time classic'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Sz8j51pJivI/AAAAAAAAEjc/SG6jq9RA_3M/s72-c/Snapshot+2010-01-02+21-45-21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-8390512752871458002</id><published>2010-01-01T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:47:36.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“A part of you has grown in me. And so you see, it's you and me together forever and never apart, maybe in distance, but never in heart.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I'd rather be a could-be if I cannot be an are; because a could-be is a maybe who is reaching for a star. I'd rather be a has-been than a might-have-been, by far; for a might have-been has never been, but a has was once an are.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Anonymous~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8390512752871458002?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8390512752871458002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8390512752871458002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8390512752871458002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8390512752871458002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-of-you-has-grown-in-me-and-so-you.html' title='“A part of you has grown in me. And so you see, it&apos;s you and me together forever and never apart, maybe in distance, but never in heart.”'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-2372510659074905408</id><published>2009-12-31T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:08:21.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:180%;"  &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Welcome to the New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:180%;"  &gt;          This is such a perfect time to think of&lt;br /&gt;        wishes you want to turn into realities&lt;br /&gt;        and goals you want to reach. It takes&lt;br /&gt;        a lot to set your sights on a distant&lt;br /&gt;        horizon and to keep on reaching for&lt;br /&gt;        those goals. It takes a lot... of courage&lt;br /&gt;       and hard work, believing and achieving,&lt;br /&gt;        patience and perseverance, inner&lt;br /&gt;       strength and gentle hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:180%;"  &gt;                                      - by Collin McCarty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2372510659074905408?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2372510659074905408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2372510659074905408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2372510659074905408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2372510659074905408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-to-new-year-this-is-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-8914065439154076746</id><published>2009-12-31T08:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:47:25.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Year’s end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us." ~ Har Borland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another chance for me to get things right in the coming new year ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8914065439154076746?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8914065439154076746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8914065439154076746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8914065439154076746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8914065439154076746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/12/years-end-is-neither-end-nor-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6635148991638506547</id><published>2009-12-26T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:26:13.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I lurve 'Did you hear about the Morgans?' Aww...I'm such a sucker when it comes to romantic comedy ;) It's not the best romantic comedy I've seen but I lurve it's happy ending ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6635148991638506547?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6635148991638506547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6635148991638506547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6635148991638506547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6635148991638506547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-lurve-did-you-hear-about-morgans-aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-1621869479318520203</id><published>2009-12-26T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:22:18.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You will be surprised that Australians are really crazy over Boxing Day Sale to the point that they will be in the stores at 6am to shop and there are long queues of people. Well, I am surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-1621869479318520203?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1621869479318520203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=1621869479318520203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1621869479318520203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1621869479318520203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-will-be-surprised-that-australians.html' title=''/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-5062845311595166214</id><published>2009-12-22T14:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:49:25.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fonster's first semester results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For my first semester, I scored 3 Distinctions and 1 Credit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Business Transactions Law: Distinction (83)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Insurance Law: Distinction (78)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;International Commercial Arbitration: Distinction (75)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Law of Business Enterprises: Credit (72)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For a gal who just wanted to pass all her subjects initially, not sure why I'm a little disappointed that I didn't get Distinctions for all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my mom said, since I have already tried my best, probably I should be satisfied with what I have achieved and not put too much pressure on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom was right (so was my Mentor), I was (in fact, currently I still am) pretty wound up for the whole of 2009, putting too much pressure to achieve the targets and goals that I had set for myself, to the point that I have turned into a 'dull Jill'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things didn't turn out the way that I expected, despair and disappointments set in. There had been so many occasions in the last 6 months that I literally broke down. My Mentor has always been my best 'shrink' whenever there was a 'melt-down' situation. For that, I was grateful to Alexander Graham Bell for the invention of telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has not been that a fantastic year for me but it's no doubt an eventful and adventurous one. I think I deserve a pat on my back for hanging on and surviving quite well on my own despite in foreign land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More changes and challenges to come in 2010 and I told myself to face them bravely and shout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'BRING IT ON !'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5062845311595166214?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5062845311595166214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5062845311595166214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5062845311595166214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5062845311595166214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/12/fonsters-first-semester-results.html' title='Fonster&apos;s first semester results'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7432712345563432161</id><published>2009-12-17T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:21:48.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my mom :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7432712345563432161?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7432712345563432161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7432712345563432161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7432712345563432161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7432712345563432161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-my-mom.html' title='I miss my mom :('/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7793952846140801995</id><published>2009-12-11T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:13:16.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are starting to shape up this Christmas and hope that it continues to stay that way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SyI2vrIDHWI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/HpZzrhAB4RM/s1600-h/Summer+Christmas+in+Sydney+09+Dec+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SyI2vrIDHWI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/HpZzrhAB4RM/s400/Summer+Christmas+in+Sydney+09+Dec+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413949894710992226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7793952846140801995?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7793952846140801995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7793952846140801995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7793952846140801995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7793952846140801995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-are-starting-to-shape-up-this.html' title='Things are starting to shape up this Christmas and hope that it continues to stay that way...'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SyI2vrIDHWI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/HpZzrhAB4RM/s72-c/Summer+Christmas+in+Sydney+09+Dec+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-7571112357476330614</id><published>2009-11-28T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T14:36:57.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Frustration and Despair are about to worn me out. Is it really worth putting up such a fight? I don't know. 'Living for oneself' comes with a price and I suppose I am paying for it now. My defences are really very weak now...sometimes I can really feel as if I am slowly...slowly...slowly...fading away... . If I have a remote control for my life, this is the phase that I will press the button 'fast forward'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7571112357476330614?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7571112357476330614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7571112357476330614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7571112357476330614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7571112357476330614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/frustration-and-despair-are-about-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6269779211540628778</id><published>2009-11-24T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:29:57.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last 72 hours had been a roller-coaster ride. Abso-fu*king-lutely glad that it’s over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 20,000 words in the short span of 8 weeks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6269779211540628778?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6269779211540628778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6269779211540628778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6269779211540628778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6269779211540628778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-72-hours-had-been-roller-coaster.html' title='The last 72 hours had been a roller-coaster ride. Abso-fu*king-lutely glad that it’s over!'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-5256790876460746309</id><published>2009-11-22T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:31:08.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m a gal from equatorial region &amp; yet I couldn’t take this scorching heat of 40 degrees. I can’t write in this blazing heat – it’s knocking me out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5256790876460746309?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5256790876460746309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5256790876460746309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5256790876460746309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5256790876460746309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-gal-from-equatorial-region-yet-i.html' title='I’m a gal from equatorial region &amp; yet I couldn’t take this scorching heat of 40 degrees. I can’t write in this blazing heat – it’s knocking me out!'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6791452038578685531</id><published>2009-11-15T18:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:15:24.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to GO to New York City; NOT writing about 'New York Convention' &amp; 'Washington Convention' !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Sv_T0sfExXI/AAAAAAAAEjI/hAoQuwg-mUQ/s1600-h/New+York+City.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Sv_T0sfExXI/AAAAAAAAEjI/hAoQuwg-mUQ/s400/New+York+City.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404270980116039026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Definitely one of my travel destination within the next 5 years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6791452038578685531?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6791452038578685531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6791452038578685531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6791452038578685531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6791452038578685531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-go-to-new-york-city-not.html' title='I want to GO to New York City; NOT writing about &apos;New York Convention&apos; &amp; &apos;Washington Convention&apos; !!!'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Sv_T0sfExXI/AAAAAAAAEjI/hAoQuwg-mUQ/s72-c/New+York+City.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-2626759131109790380</id><published>2009-11-11T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:09:05.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past, stop planning the future, stop figuring out precisely how we feel, stop deciding exactly what we want, and just see what happens.”&lt;br /&gt;-Carrie Bradshaw (Sex &amp;amp; The City)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2626759131109790380?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2626759131109790380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2626759131109790380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2626759131109790380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2626759131109790380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-we-need-to-stop-analyzing.html' title=''/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-3281985058732384894</id><published>2009-11-10T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:49:24.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring me to this very moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;And this is the moment I can choose to make everything new. Ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="sqq"&gt;ght now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6954869550316640022-3281985058732384894?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3281985058732384894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3281985058732384894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3281985058732384894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3281985058732384894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-need-to-know-about-past-is-that.html' title='What I need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring me to this very moment.'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-5735487863195826497</id><published>2009-11-09T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:58:34.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"We all sit around in a circle and suppose, while the secret sits in the center and knows."  Robert Frost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5735487863195826497?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5735487863195826497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5735487863195826497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5735487863195826497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5735487863195826497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-all-sit-around-in-circle-and-suppose.html' title='&quot;We all sit around in a circle and suppose, while the secret sits in the center and knows.&quot;  Robert Frost'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-1359248621825141059</id><published>2009-11-09T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:55:49.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened on Saturday was bizarre – is the ‘missing’ mutual or am I making a mountain out of a molehill?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-1359248621825141059?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1359248621825141059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=1359248621825141059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1359248621825141059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1359248621825141059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-happened-on-saturday-was-bizarre.html' title='What happened on Saturday was bizarre – is the ‘missing’ mutual or am I making a mountain out of a molehill?'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-8461684167476174990</id><published>2009-11-07T09:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:32:13.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no 'Lost'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;There can't be any 'Lost', when you never ever have 'It' (in any instance) to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8461684167476174990?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8461684167476174990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8461684167476174990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8461684167476174990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8461684167476174990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-is-no-lost.html' title='There is no &apos;Lost&apos;'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-2747348651750056272</id><published>2009-11-06T13:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:56:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is who I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am who I am because I am the combination of a phoenix and an antelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An antelope that can't be tamed and a phoenix that burnt itself on a funeral pyre so that it can rise from the ashes with renewed youth to live through another cycle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2747348651750056272?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2747348651750056272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2747348651750056272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2747348651750056272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2747348651750056272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-who-i-am.html' title='This is who I am'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-28322739802646829</id><published>2009-11-03T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:44:18.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SvAzDQ7TfyI/AAAAAAAAEjA/bHKBU_9mFfc/s1600-h/Snapshot+2009-11-04+00-21-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SvAzDQ7TfyI/AAAAAAAAEjA/bHKBU_9mFfc/s400/Snapshot+2009-11-04+00-21-26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399872084393557794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably in life, it doesn't really matter which side of the fence you get off sometimes. What matters most is getting off at the side of the fence that you feel most comfortable with &amp;amp; deemed it to be best for yourself, after having made that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-28322739802646829?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/28322739802646829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=28322739802646829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/28322739802646829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/28322739802646829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SvAzDQ7TfyI/AAAAAAAAEjA/bHKBU_9mFfc/s72-c/Snapshot+2009-11-04+00-21-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-1859986192661370385</id><published>2009-11-02T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:45:38.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Letting go is a hell hard lesson in life because whilst it is easy to form ‘attachment’, it can be quite a painful experience and feeling when one realised that it's time to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there are times when the situation has changed to the extent that it's necessary to let go of that ‘attachment’, so that one can fulfill one’s life path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the past memories can be tormenting and serve as roadblocks but one may still choose to hold on. But it is only through leaving those tormenting memories behind and taking a leap of faith into the unknown could life be allowed to reveal what one is truly capable of becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes time…but I know I can eventually free myself from whatever chains I have confined myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done it before and I will do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Su26AolKekI/AAAAAAAAEi4/R4UDZ0_SMqY/s1600-h/Snapshot+2009-11-02+03-42-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Su26AolKekI/AAAAAAAAEi4/R4UDZ0_SMqY/s400/Snapshot+2009-11-02+03-42-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399176048343153218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-1859986192661370385?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1859986192661370385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=1859986192661370385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1859986192661370385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1859986192661370385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Su26AolKekI/AAAAAAAAEi4/R4UDZ0_SMqY/s72-c/Snapshot+2009-11-02+03-42-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-2032687295565298547</id><published>2009-11-01T21:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:33:25.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recalling the word 'fancy' is frustrating after knowing what it can actually imply. Duh-Dumbwit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2032687295565298547?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2032687295565298547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2032687295565298547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2032687295565298547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2032687295565298547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/recalling-word-fancy-is-frustrating.html' title='Recalling the word &apos;fancy&apos; is frustrating after knowing what it can actually imply. Duh-Dumbwit!'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-8158198488452643466</id><published>2009-10-31T21:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:24:30.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable quotes for: Something's Gotta Give (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw4w4vx16I/AAAAAAAAEiA/_q7L9tmxXp4/s1600-h/p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw4w4vx16I/AAAAAAAAEiA/_q7L9tmxXp4/s400/p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398752465828042658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw4-WD-lMI/AAAAAAAAEiI/rbtwHRiuuFk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw4-WD-lMI/AAAAAAAAEiI/rbtwHRiuuFk/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398752697035691202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw5K-e85II/AAAAAAAAEiQ/fMXrJPFuUdg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw5K-e85II/AAAAAAAAEiQ/fMXrJPFuUdg/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398752914044675202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw5YqDc2SI/AAAAAAAAEiY/Iws2AMxEcNc/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw5YqDc2SI/AAAAAAAAEiY/Iws2AMxEcNc/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398753149078788386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw5rLscjUI/AAAAAAAAEig/tJ9efveZMDw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw5rLscjUI/AAAAAAAAEig/tJ9efveZMDw/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398753467346750786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw6AMJAJCI/AAAAAAAAEio/vtLa665aVXI/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw6AMJAJCI/AAAAAAAAEio/vtLa665aVXI/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398753828243776546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw6VjjPIQI/AAAAAAAAEiw/LdjLrWz0GCc/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw6VjjPIQI/AAAAAAAAEiw/LdjLrWz0GCc/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398754195305079042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8158198488452643466?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8158198488452643466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8158198488452643466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8158198488452643466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8158198488452643466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/11/memorable-quotes-for-somethings-gotta.html' title='Memorable quotes for: Something&apos;s Gotta Give (2003)'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suw4w4vx16I/AAAAAAAAEiA/_q7L9tmxXp4/s72-c/p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-6741439270933747707</id><published>2009-10-31T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:13:43.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuwOxJ03pKI/AAAAAAAAEh4/zIHrdVYqAtM/s1600-h/cute-love-quotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 369px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuwOxJ03pKI/AAAAAAAAEh4/zIHrdVYqAtM/s400/cute-love-quotes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398706290924430498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There were people who came and went in my life and there were people that I had eventually let go. And maybe one day I could erase you from my memory too. But right now, I just feel that I really do miss...you... .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6741439270933747707?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6741439270933747707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6741439270933747707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6741439270933747707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6741439270933747707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss.html' title='TO'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuwOxJ03pKI/AAAAAAAAEh4/zIHrdVYqAtM/s72-c/cute-love-quotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-6263986702074507405</id><published>2009-10-31T12:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:19:14.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Imaginarium Springtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suu202f9KCI/AAAAAAAAEhw/S63rY7nvni0/s1600-h/17102009%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suu202f9KCI/AAAAAAAAEhw/S63rY7nvni0/s400/17102009%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398609597432670242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I got up early this morning despite sleeping only at 4a.m. Finished writing a major paper so decided to give myself a little movie treat: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;(The Js are in it so how can I miss it right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a walk after the movie around the suburb that I am currently living in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It was as if I were in an imaginarium land of my own...it was really a very peaceful &amp;amp; relaxing walk especially when I didn't have the luxury of time to do it often these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I was glad that I took a little time to enjoy 'spring'...before it slips just pass me... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6263986702074507405?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6263986702074507405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6263986702074507405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6263986702074507405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6263986702074507405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/imaginarium-springtime.html' title='The Imaginarium Springtime'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Suu202f9KCI/AAAAAAAAEhw/S63rY7nvni0/s72-c/17102009%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-8886985823137929683</id><published>2009-10-29T13:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:38:14.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day of reflection...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SupfU3AW_sI/AAAAAAAAEho/1Ak_t2Su3ZU/s1600-h/dm1810one-tough-cookie-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SupfU3AW_sI/AAAAAAAAEho/1Ak_t2Su3ZU/s400/dm1810one-tough-cookie-posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398231915324440258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When life gets tough, the tough gets going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8886985823137929683?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8886985823137929683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8886985823137929683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8886985823137929683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8886985823137929683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-day-of-reflection.html' title='Another day of reflection...'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SupfU3AW_sI/AAAAAAAAEho/1Ak_t2Su3ZU/s72-c/dm1810one-tough-cookie-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-763038897001176537</id><published>2009-10-24T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:27:16.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith - Gail Devers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuLWLx1Pr9I/AAAAAAAAEhg/0anYjqTpDOU/s1600-h/2176836127_b81ed135cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuLWLx1Pr9I/AAAAAAAAEhg/0anYjqTpDOU/s400/2176836127_b81ed135cd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396110801386844114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" class="sqq" &gt;“Keep your dreams alive. Understand to achieve anything requires faith and belief in yourself, vision, hard work, determination, and dedication. Remember all things are possible for those who believe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;- Gail Devers -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-763038897001176537?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/763038897001176537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=763038897001176537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/763038897001176537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/763038897001176537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/faith-gail-devers.html' title='Faith - Gail Devers'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuLWLx1Pr9I/AAAAAAAAEhg/0anYjqTpDOU/s72-c/2176836127_b81ed135cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-5693919856260040080</id><published>2009-10-24T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:41:34.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuKhUx3y22I/AAAAAAAAEhY/Q8Yqjv8FHU4/s1600-h/Snapshot+2009-10-24+17-42-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuKhUx3y22I/AAAAAAAAEhY/Q8Yqjv8FHU4/s400/Snapshot+2009-10-24+17-42-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396052681900088162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Balance is no place - it is a becoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It is a lovely tension:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;between holding on and letting go;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;risk and safety;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6954869550316640022-5693919856260040080?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5693919856260040080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5693919856260040080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5693919856260040080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5693919856260040080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/balance.html' title='Balance'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SuKhUx3y22I/AAAAAAAAEhY/Q8Yqjv8FHU4/s72-c/Snapshot+2009-10-24+17-42-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-8960922916711910025</id><published>2009-10-24T09:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T09:29:08.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled - Simple Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I can't remember how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I can't remember why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm lyin' here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I can't stand the pain                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I can't make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; No I can't stand the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; How could this happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I've made my mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; the night goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; as I'm fadin' away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm sick of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I just wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; How could this happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Everybody's screamin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I try to make a sound but no one hears me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm slippin' off the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm hangin' by a thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wanna start this over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I can't explain what happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I can't erase the things that I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; No I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; How could this happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I've made my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; got nowhere to run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; the night goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; As I'm fadin' away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm sick of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I just wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; How could this happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I've made my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; the night goes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; as I'm fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm sick of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I just wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; How could this happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8960922916711910025?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8960922916711910025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8960922916711910025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8960922916711910025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8960922916711910025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled-simple-plan.html' title='Untitled - Simple Plan'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-2599332739952128408</id><published>2009-10-07T11:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:20:12.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Happy Birthday Dad -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SswIJAwu96I/AAAAAAAAEhI/cyAr33UefKA/s1600-h/Me+n+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SswIJAwu96I/AAAAAAAAEhI/cyAr33UefKA/s400/Me+n+Dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389691804971890594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Even though we have already been separated for 14 years, nevertheless I will always remember that 7th Oct was your birthday. Happy Birthday Dad and I do miss your jesting manner of calling me 'Miss Piggy'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/6954869550316640022-2599332739952128408?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2599332739952128408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2599332739952128408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2599332739952128408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2599332739952128408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='- Happy Birthday Dad -'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SswIJAwu96I/AAAAAAAAEhI/cyAr33UefKA/s72-c/Me+n+Dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-5987246507750177469</id><published>2009-09-30T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:45:04.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am asking: 'What's my destiny &amp; where's my final destination going to be?'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5987246507750177469?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5987246507750177469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5987246507750177469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5987246507750177469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5987246507750177469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-asking-whats-my-destiny-wheres-my.html' title='I am asking: &apos;What&apos;s my destiny &amp; where&apos;s my final destination going to be?&apos;'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-4576829715339950064</id><published>2009-09-30T10:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:21:49.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SsK_0Fl0_1I/AAAAAAAAEgo/6xB-ng4o9nU/s1600-h/struggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SsK_0Fl0_1I/AAAAAAAAEgo/6xB-ng4o9nU/s400/struggle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387079005863477074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am struggling… … .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One long lonely struggle, in the dark, with the invisible and inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do it for that was what I have chosen to be my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the hope that opportunity will follow struggle for that was what I was told  - that opportunity follows effort and hard work, it doesn't come before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-4576829715339950064?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4576829715339950064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=4576829715339950064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/4576829715339950064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/4576829715339950064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/struggle.html' title='Struggle'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SsK_0Fl0_1I/AAAAAAAAEgo/6xB-ng4o9nU/s72-c/struggle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-4744927623301071635</id><published>2009-09-22T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:51:30.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion Release</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You need to become conscious of your bonds before you can break them. This awareness can be more painful than the preceding ignorance. It is the Necessary Stage, because without experiencing this legitimate suffering you may not become whole again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-4744927623301071635?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/4744927623301071635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=4744927623301071635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/4744927623301071635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/4744927623301071635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/emotion-release.html' title='Emotion Release'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-8339320054543790843</id><published>2009-09-06T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:38:42.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whenever I feel like giving up, I tell myself to remember why I held on for so long in the first place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SqPJV4SlYSI/AAAAAAAAEgg/kVr3o_lXhfc/s1600-h/06092009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SqPJV4SlYSI/AAAAAAAAEgg/kVr3o_lXhfc/s400/06092009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378363757735272738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8339320054543790843?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8339320054543790843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8339320054543790843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8339320054543790843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8339320054543790843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/09/whenever-i-feel-like-giving-up-i-tell.html' title='Whenever I feel like giving up, I tell myself to remember why I held on for so long in the first place'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/SqPJV4SlYSI/AAAAAAAAEgg/kVr3o_lXhfc/s72-c/06092009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-473571507649448743</id><published>2009-08-23T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:49:13.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for attention &amp; affection ≠ Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I had a conversation with a friend yesterday. A casual remark from her set me to ponder on the following: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;How often do lonely souls out there confuse 'the love for attention &amp;amp; affection' with 'love' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;hence (subconsciously) resulting them to settle for something less / incompatible ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-473571507649448743?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/473571507649448743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=473571507649448743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/473571507649448743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/473571507649448743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-for-attention-affection-love.html' title='Love for attention &amp; affection ≠ Love'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-3605292460593842471</id><published>2009-08-20T19:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:52:47.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/So0xMEglMPI/AAAAAAAAEgA/XihEqTRt9zY/s1600-h/TarotFoolZero%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/So0xMEglMPI/AAAAAAAAEgA/XihEqTRt9zY/s400/TarotFoolZero%5B1%5D.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372004013961457906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Paul Fenton-Smith, the author of 'The Tarot Revealed', said in his book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"The Fool is a card for spontaneous action. A time to leap out of a situation, or a time to enjoy the day for what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;'Sufficient to the day, the joys therein' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;is an old saying that fits this card. The Fool can appear when you are about to take a risk which those around y&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ou would caution against.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Take the risk. Do it anyway. The Fool suggests that the road to fulfilment is through spontaneous action and that long-term plans will be crystalised later on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抽到愚人牌的建議：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;傻一點，世界就會美麗會一點；&lt;br /&gt;只要今天是快樂的，今天就是充實的！&lt;br /&gt;何必管別人怎麽看！只要不傷害到別人，&lt;br /&gt;盡量放大膽跨步去做吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-3605292460593842471?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3605292460593842471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3605292460593842471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3605292460593842471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3605292460593842471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='The Fool'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/So0xMEglMPI/AAAAAAAAEgA/XihEqTRt9zY/s72-c/TarotFoolZero%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-2345092632502312992</id><published>2009-08-20T13:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:12:29.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Will Astrology by Rob Brezsny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rob Brezsny is a columnist for 'Sydney City News: Free Will Astrology'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I particularly love the segment that he wrote on 13th August 2009 for 'Aquarius', as quoted below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"In the days ahead, you may not realize what you're looking for until you find it. I advise you, therefore, to put into action the following five-point plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;1) Suppress any know-it-all tendencies you might have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;2) Revive your childhood talent for being voraciously curious about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;3) Ask more questions than you've ever asked before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;4) Figure out how to be receptive without being passive, and how you can be humble without muffling with your self-confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;5) Consider the possibility that you have a lot to learn about what's best for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2345092632502312992?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2345092632502312992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2345092632502312992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2345092632502312992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2345092632502312992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/08/free-will-astrology-by-rob-brezsny.html' title='Free Will Astrology by Rob Brezsny'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-2703905841326178426</id><published>2009-08-06T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:16:15.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple - it's all bullshitting!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Although I am an advocate for keeping things simple &amp;amp; straight-forward, in my opinion, it can't be done ( even harder the older you get). This is for the very fact that human beings by nature like to complicate matters (we subconsciously just love the thrill of it). Moreover, there is this fear within us - the fear of failure; the fear of rejection. So we hide, we pretend. For better or for worse? To be honest, I don't think anyone can give a definite answer... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2703905841326178426?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2703905841326178426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2703905841326178426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2703905841326178426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2703905841326178426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-its-all-bullshitting.html' title='Simple - it&apos;s all bullshitting!!!'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-2268348537750055288</id><published>2009-08-06T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:30:20.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus - on knowing why I am here and what I need to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-2268348537750055288?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/2268348537750055288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=2268348537750055288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2268348537750055288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/2268348537750055288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/08/focus-on-knowing-why-i-am-here-and-what.html' title='Focus - on knowing why I am here and what I need to do.'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-3630545996933520564</id><published>2009-08-03T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:01:57.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenic route to progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I adapted the following phrase after reading the MX papers in Sydney today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;"If the option is slogging in Singapore, getting increasingly disillusioned or going overseas, having an experience and developing my skills, why not go overseas?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-3630545996933520564?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3630545996933520564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3630545996933520564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3630545996933520564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3630545996933520564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/08/scenic-route-to-progress.html' title='Scenic route to progress'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-7443387885097725876</id><published>2009-07-21T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:21:33.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexamined Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Whoever said the unexamined life is not worth living apparently never intended to go into book publishing, where there is almost no research and where much of the conventional wisdom is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;pastiche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; of folklore, myth and wishful thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-- Edwin McDowell, "Publishing: And They All Said It Wouldn't Sell", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;cite style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, February 6, 1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-7443387885097725876?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/7443387885097725876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=7443387885097725876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7443387885097725876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/7443387885097725876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/07/unexamined-life.html' title='Unexamined Life'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-8636844613949735778</id><published>2009-06-17T11:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:41:06.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Criticism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here's an anonymous quote to keep in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Criticism, in a way, is a compliment;&lt;br /&gt;it shows you did something too important for the critics to ignore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8636844613949735778?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8636844613949735778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8636844613949735778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8636844613949735778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8636844613949735778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/06/criticism.html' title='Criticism'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6878424423897269305</id><published>2009-05-27T10:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:11:29.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cee-Lo - Kung Fu Fighting (feat. Jack Black)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know what's forward for me is exciting and I am doing the right thing. But somehow 'nervousness’ creeps in from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;Love the ‘Kung Fu Fighting’ remix featured in ‘Kung Fu Panda’ - it reminds me to&lt;br /&gt;‘Always Believe’&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; gives me the inspiration &amp;amp; courage to continue the path that I have chosen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Shys-RGDLfI/AAAAAAAAELw/EMNrVOz6Y8o/s1600-h/KFP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340333443895209458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Shys-RGDLfI/AAAAAAAAELw/EMNrVOz6Y8o/s400/KFP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oogway:&lt;/strong&gt; There are no accidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="qt0448700"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Po:&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe I should just quit and go back to making noodles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oogway:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quit, don't quit? Noodles, don't noodles? You are too concerned about what was and what will be. There is a saying: yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the "present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oogway:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My friend, the panda will never fulfill his destiny, nor you yours until you let go of the illusion of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifu:&lt;/strong&gt; Illusion?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oogway:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes. [points at peach tree]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Look at this tree, Shifu: I cannot make it blossom when it suits me nor make it bear fruit before its time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shifu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But there are things we *can* control: I can control when the fruit will fall, I can control where to plant the seed: that is no illusion, Master!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oogway:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ah, yes. But no matter what you do, that seed will grow to be a peach tree. You may wish for an apple or an orange, but you will get a peach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifu:&lt;/strong&gt; But a peach cannot defeat Tai Lung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oogway:&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe it can, if you are willing to guide, to nurture it, to believe in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifu:&lt;/strong&gt; But how? How? I need your help, master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oogway:&lt;/strong&gt; No, you just need to believe. Promise me, Shifu, promise me you will believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Po:&lt;/strong&gt; You never believed that! From the first moment I got here, you've been trying to get rid of me! [Shifu knocks him to the ground]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifu:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes! I was! But now I ask you to trust in your master as I have come to trust in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Po:&lt;/strong&gt; You're not my master. And I'm not the Dragon Warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifu:&lt;/strong&gt; Then why didn't you quit? You knew I was trying to get rid of you, yet you stayed!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Po:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, I stayed. I stayed because everytime you threw a brick at my head or said I smelled; it hurt, but it could never hurt more than everyday of my life just being me. I stayed because I thought if anyone can change me, can make me not me, it was you! The greatest kung fu teacher in all of China!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifu:&lt;/strong&gt; I can change you! I can turn you into the Dragon Warrior! And I will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Po:&lt;/strong&gt; But dad, didn't you ever, I don't know, want to do something else? Something besides noodles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Ping:&lt;/strong&gt; Actually, when I was young and crazy, I thought about running away and learning how to make tofu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Po:&lt;/strong&gt; So why didn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Ping:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, because it was a stupid dream; can you imagine *me* making tofu? [laughs airily]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Ping:&lt;/strong&gt; No: we all have our place in this world: mine is here, and yours is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Po:&lt;/strong&gt; I know: here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Ping:&lt;/strong&gt; [throws Po bowls of soup to catch] No, it's at tables two, five, seven and twelve. Service with a smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cee-Lo - Kung Fu Fighting (feat. Jack Black) Lyrics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz everybody is Kung Fu Fighting&lt;br /&gt;Your mind becomes fast as lightning&lt;br /&gt;Although the future is a little bit frightening&lt;br /&gt;It's the book of your life that you're writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a diamond in the rough, a brilliant ball of clay&lt;br /&gt;You could be a work of art, if you just go all the way&lt;br /&gt;Now what would it take to break, I believe that you can bend&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you have to fight, but you have got to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz everybody is Kung Fu Fighting&lt;br /&gt;Your mind becomes fast as lightning&lt;br /&gt;Although the future is a little bit frightening&lt;br /&gt;It's the book of your life that you're writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooouuhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural, why is it so hard to see ?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just because you keep on looking at me&lt;br /&gt;The journey's a lonely one, so much more than we know&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes you've got to go, go on and be your own hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz everybody is Kung Fu Fighting&lt;br /&gt;Your mind becomes fast as lightning&lt;br /&gt;Although the future is a little bit frightening&lt;br /&gt;It's the book of your life that you're writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz everybody is Kung Fu Fighting&lt;br /&gt;Your mind becomes fast as lightning&lt;br /&gt;Although the future is a little bit frighteningIt's the book of your life that you're writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6878424423897269305?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6878424423897269305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6878424423897269305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6878424423897269305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6878424423897269305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/05/cee-lo-kung-fu-fighting-feat-jack-black.html' title='Cee-Lo - Kung Fu Fighting (feat. Jack Black)'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHvwgpcOHYg/Shys-RGDLfI/AAAAAAAAELw/EMNrVOz6Y8o/s72-c/KFP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954869550316640022.post-3098190381632669287</id><published>2009-05-17T18:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:25:49.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Decisive' or 'Impulsive' ? I suppose it doesn't really matter... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I would term it as 'decisive' wherever my decision turned out to be a pleasant experience; 'impulsive' if the experience was a 'rocky' one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it a good or bad experience, I never regret any decision I made. I learned and grown to be mature - from the results of my decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-3098190381632669287?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3098190381632669287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3098190381632669287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3098190381632669287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3098190381632669287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisive-or-impulsive-i-suppose-it.html' title='&apos;Decisive&apos; or &apos;Impulsive&apos; ? I suppose it doesn&apos;t really matter... ...'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-5075851511370248484</id><published>2009-04-03T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T09:55:45.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams ('Impossible Princess' Album) - Kylie Minogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To have any man but to love only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To wake with the moon and sleep with the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To be a sinner a saint, a lover and friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To know a beginning but never an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To fly in the ocean, swim in the skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Believer in truth, defendant of lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To be of purest love, the deepest pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To be lost and found again and again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;These are the dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Of an impossible princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To know the power of wealth and poverty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To taste every moment and try everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To be hailed as a hero, branded a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Believe in the sacred and break every rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To give into pleasure with no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Living in chaos and harmony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To feel the touch of a man, a woman's caress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To know the limits of torture and tenderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;These are the dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Of an impossible princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Man and woman boy and girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They want to escape this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(Nothing's what it seems)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;These are the dreams of an impossible princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's a way of dealing with all the feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Keep believing in dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Written: Kylie Minogue/ Steve Anderson/ David Seaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-5075851511370248484?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/5075851511370248484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=5075851511370248484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5075851511370248484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/5075851511370248484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreams-impossible-princess-album-kylie.html' title='Dreams (&apos;Impossible Princess&apos; Album) - Kylie Minogue'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-8117818976558688256</id><published>2009-03-27T21:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:37:08.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Untouchable' DVD Rom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No matter how good I had been at discluttering my 'past' in the last two years, I don't understand why I could never bring myself to throw away that DVD Rom. Moreover, it was not a gift that was meant only for me. Ironically, I had long dumped those that were meant for me and yet I kept this plain white labeled DVD ROM with the word 'jokey' written on it - *can faint*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For memory sake, or sub-consciously the feelings have never quite subsided? Why did my heart still palpitate when I rewatched the video clip? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't be. That episode was way long over - not to mention the staging of the 'perfect stranger passer-by' act in London plus I had my other fair share of life experiences during these two years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's gotten into me tonight? In honesty, I can't quite figure out. I must be hallucinating dramas again given that I am too bored from crunching my exam notes. * Wakey Wakey* This year, my goal is to be neither the rule nor the exception. I just want to breathe and plough through 2009 with my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-8117818976558688256?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/8117818976558688256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=8117818976558688256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8117818976558688256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/8117818976558688256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/03/dvd-on-bbq-13-jan-07.html' title='The &apos;Untouchable&apos; DVD Rom'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6097824659009224303</id><published>2009-03-26T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:24:06.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Otherwise - Artist(Band): Morcheeba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;They wanted me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Just to show you my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But when it comes to the crunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I just hide in disgrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;You're calling me mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But i know you're the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Cause you got to be seen to be playing the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Yes we got to be seen to be playing, the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;It ain't gonna hurt now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;If you open up your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;You're making it worse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Everytime you criticise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I'm under your curse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But I call it compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I thought that you were wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But you were otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;A specimen like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I would love to obtain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I asked a tedious guy if he'd tell me your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I'd love to impress you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;With a back sumersault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I wanna take up your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But it's locked in a vault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I wanna take up your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But it's locked in a vault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;It ain't gonna hurt now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;If you open up your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;You're making it worse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Everytime you criticise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I'm under your curse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But I call it compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I thought that you were wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But you were otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;When i open my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;thoughts are brutally honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;And i can't expect that kind of love from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;When you open your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Your teeth are beautifully polished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;And i can't extract the pain you're going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;No i can't explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;The pain you're going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;It ain't gonna hurt now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;If you open up your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;You're making it worse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Everytime you womanise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I'm under your curse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But I call it compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I'm under your curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;It ain't gonna hurt now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;If you open up your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;You're making it worse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;Everytime you criticise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I'm under your curse now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But I call it compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;I thought that you were wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;But you were otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6097824659009224303?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6097824659009224303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6097824659009224303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6097824659009224303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6097824659009224303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/03/otherwise-artistband-morcheeba.html' title='Otherwise - Artist(Band): Morcheeba'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-6277342725281503034</id><published>2009-03-24T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:49:05.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "Love Your Life.&lt;br /&gt;Believe In Your Own Potential.&lt;br /&gt;Wake Up Each Day With The Awe Of&lt;br /&gt;Just Being Alive.&lt;br /&gt;Forget The Past.&lt;br /&gt;Take The Power To Choose What&lt;br /&gt;You Want To Do&lt;br /&gt;And Do It Well.&lt;br /&gt;Open Your Heart &lt;br /&gt;And Your Mind&lt;br /&gt;To Every&lt;br /&gt;Opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Don't Be Afraid&lt;br /&gt;To Keep Trying.&lt;br /&gt;Create Your&lt;br /&gt;Own Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Colour Your Life&lt;br /&gt;With People And&lt;br /&gt;Things You Love.&lt;br /&gt;Focus On All&lt;br /&gt;That Is Good.&lt;br /&gt;Life Always Gets&lt;br /&gt;Better With A&lt;br /&gt;Positive Attitude!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style = "TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-6277342725281503034?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/6277342725281503034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=6277342725281503034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6277342725281503034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/6277342725281503034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-life.html' title='I Love My Life'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-3922091507276776725</id><published>2009-03-20T01:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:25:45.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Positive Spin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was said in the movie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'We are the RULE, not the EXCEPTION'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to give it a positive spin (yet realistic - I think):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'If We are not the EXCEPTION, then They are NOT MEANT for Us'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-3922091507276776725?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/3922091507276776725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=3922091507276776725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3922091507276776725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/3922091507276776725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/03/positive-spin.html' title='A Positive Spin'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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-6954869550316640022.post-1443874163100937140</id><published>2009-03-16T23:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:27:35.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will be a simple game from now on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I will concentrate on how I feel because that's what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those dreaded feelings of insecurity are good indications that 'probably it's not meant to be', because I would not feel that way if it should belong to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'Live well and the world will open its doors. Live poorly and the world will slam them in your face' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Greg Behrendt-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954869550316640022-1443874163100937140?l=fon-li.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/feeds/1443874163100937140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6954869550316640022&amp;postID=1443874163100937140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1443874163100937140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6954869550316640022/posts/default/1443874163100937140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fon-li.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-will-be-simple-game-from-now-onwards.html' title='It will be a simple game from now on...'/><author><name>Fonster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08244355255531752955</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>
