<?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-4596269739334063773</id><updated>2012-01-11T11:03:54.184-08:00</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='Know why are you studying for.life is a game. Choose your weapons.'/><category term='How have you lived your dash?'/><category term='memories'/><category term='Giving up'/><category term='Never wallow in self-pity appreciate the little things in life'/><category term='My naggy sister stalks me and compelled me correct those grammatical errors.'/><category term='The Only Thing That Is Constant Is Change.'/><category term='Building Rapport.  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Thinking of the worse scenarios that could possibly happen, I sank into an endless pit of negative emotions. Once again, it happened today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, I was approached by a man with tattoos all over his arms. Caught by surprise, I did not utter a single word. The man introduced himself as a ex-convict who has gone in and out of prison for more than 5 times. "My wife passed away, leaving me the burden of two young kids. Please support me by buying this keychain..", with these heart-wrenching words, he showed me a copy of his wife's death certificate. Upon seeing the death certificate, an ineffable feeling surged through me. I immediately got reminded of the time when I had to bring my grandmother's death certificate back to school. I can still vividly remember that experience to be terribly hurting. To be able to show everyone his loved one's death certificate, he must have mustered a lot of courage. It is indeed commendable of him. With that, I bought the keychain from him. However, the feeling did not stop. It continued to torment me.. I started to feel so bad as I kept thinking of losing one of my kith. Negative thoughts invaded my mind and I started to feel that I was the lousiest guy in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden, a voice boomed in my head, " Don't wallow in self-pity". To be frank, no one will ever know what you are going through in your room alone.. Neither will anyone care. Reality has always been cruel. However, one thing that struck me hard was that all I need to do is to focus on my strengths. That simple shift of mindset can result in an extraordinary mental state. Easier done than said.(I mean it.) By not wallowing in self-pity, we would save a lot of time that we used for dwelling and instead, be more productive. Anyway, that was what I did and it worked for me. I'm feeling so much better now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to sum up today's post, we should never wallow in self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice quote to share:  &lt;br /&gt;" Enjoy the little things in life. For one day you will look back and realize they were big things. ". &lt;br /&gt;This simple quote brings a deep meaning behind it and if we think into it, we will find it beautifully true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--GTf6V3W0g8/TvN37B7hjEI/AAAAAAAAATs/ldx1ktJUFG0/s640/blogger-image-1175449589.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--GTf6V3W0g8/TvN37B7hjEI/AAAAAAAAATs/ldx1ktJUFG0/s640/blogger-image-1175449589.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/4596269739334063773-4658731550035785289?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4658731550035785289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/12/never-wallow-in-self-pity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/4658731550035785289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/4658731550035785289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/12/never-wallow-in-self-pity.html' title='Never Wallow in Self-Pity.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--GTf6V3W0g8/TvN37B7hjEI/AAAAAAAAATs/ldx1ktJUFG0/s72-c/blogger-image-1175449589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-1805843762840891205</id><published>2011-12-01T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T02:47:30.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings fading.'/><title type='text'>I have died every day waiting for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgsD6JcI5kE/Ttdah03NXMI/AAAAAAAAASg/FSs8v7tING0/s1600/imagesCAGNRII7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681108992123559106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgsD6JcI5kE/Ttdah03NXMI/AAAAAAAAASg/FSs8v7tING0/s320/imagesCAGNRII7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now enjoying my job at Converse ( Jurong Point ), so come down and visit me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always having this ineffable pensive emotion going on. &lt;br /&gt;I will be going over to China from the 3 December to the 11 December. I will be uploading photos that I have taken on my Facebook, so keep a look-out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-1805843762840891205?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1805843762840891205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-have-died-every-day-waiting-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1805843762840891205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1805843762840891205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-have-died-every-day-waiting-for-you.html' title='I have died every day waiting for you.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgsD6JcI5kE/Ttdah03NXMI/AAAAAAAAASg/FSs8v7tING0/s72-c/imagesCAGNRII7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-4389751037030392256</id><published>2011-11-14T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:20:44.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear readers, this is just going to be a random post. I've not been posting for quite time now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching "You Are The Apple Of My Eye", a myriad of thoughts filled my mind. That ineffable feeling that stays after watching it... It was totally wow. &lt;br /&gt;As my astrology described me, I am rather an introvert although I may seem like someone who is always out-going and cheerful. Hiding all my true feelings inside my heart, all I did was to hide everything in myself; Suffering in silence. Every single night, I asked myself," What if?". What if we were together back then. What if I did not give up. Would things be the same? &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when we like someone, we do many stupid things just to see that smile on their faces, or even receive a smiley face back in their text messages.Yeah,that's pretty dumb.&lt;br /&gt;I still keep our msn conversation on my phone. Don't i sound just like a stalker?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, my English is de-proving..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway life still goes on with or without you.&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew. You're the longest crush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-4389751037030392256?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4389751037030392256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-readers-this-is-just-going-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/4389751037030392256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/4389751037030392256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-readers-this-is-just-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5231406752327595608</id><published>2011-10-01T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:53:52.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude of The Night.</title><content type='html'>Tonight, as I sat on the cold-concrete floor under my block, warming down, I thought about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That inexplicable feeling that continues to surge through my soul and drags me around in circles. I'm feeling vexed and knots are all entangled inside me. I need something- time. With "time", I would replay things and do things that would change my entire destiny. No matter how much we hated how things were, "time" does not wait or turn back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not change the past and we can never foresee the further. All we have is the "present". The "present" will soon become the "past". No matter how shitty the "present" may seem, we just have to make do with what we have and make the best out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude, what we do have now is the most important. Do not fret about what has passed and what may be coming towards us. Instead, we should focus on what we have now and do things to the best of our capability.&lt;br /&gt;This way, our "soon-to-be past" would be as beautiful as we wanted it to be. In addition, our "future" would also seem brighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we have to do is to be the best in everything we do. &lt;br /&gt;That's all readers. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5231406752327595608?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5231406752327595608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/10/solitude-of-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5231406752327595608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5231406752327595608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/10/solitude-of-night.html' title='Solitude of The Night.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-2514219478639699101</id><published>2011-09-30T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T05:20:30.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can not.</title><content type='html'>They always say that one must be selfish in order to become successful. I can't bring myself to do that. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-2514219478639699101?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2514219478639699101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/2514219478639699101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/2514219478639699101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-can.html' title='I can not.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5474729661713801984</id><published>2011-09-27T08:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:46:12.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myriad of Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I never get it. As I receive my English results today, I was appalled. Questions filled my mind. Why did I get such a low grade? I merely passed my paper one. Although there was slight improvement in my paper two, paper pulled me down completed and I got only 56.7% for the entire English marks. I was confused. It was a morale to think that my English grade would go up simply by improving my grammar. That was a total mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is getting really stress during this period of time. There are only twenty-two days. Time has flew by so quickly. That quick that I could not keep up. The next twenty-two days is what I have got to pull up my grades to what I really wanted for myself. That twenty-two days is all that I have left, yet I still have so many subjects that I need to pull their grades up. English, Maths, Chemistry, Geography, Social Studies, Design and Technology... Basically everything. The pressing issue now is to have 5 sets of maths paper completely done finished by the end of the week. I am really stressed out by all these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I thought of how much have I been through this year. All those problems and troubles felt like a dream. It felt as though nothing of all that had happened at all. Losing faith, losing people, losing almost everything. What else can break me? I should be strong enough to endure further hardships that await me in the near future. Time changed me. So what if I am stronger now? I am much more disliked by people. Whenever I go to school, I feel that me and my schoolmates have became estranged. There seems nothing else to talk about except for studies. Yeah,I can feel it too. In the past, I would get so bothered about this and not be able to concentrate on my studies. However, the present me, I am able to totally ignore all of those and focus on myself only. This resulted in a "me" who is more selfish, who only appear to care about nothing else except for myself. I made many hurting and selfish remarks to others which they got pretty hurt and pissed at me for them. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I got stressed during lesson time and said something bad to somebody as I wanted to concentrate. After which she never talked to me for the entire day, even up till now. That wasn't all and she wasn't the only one whom I enraged. I provoked another person too. How I wish that she would know that I didn't mean what I have said to her. I do care, really. Sometimes it's really such an irony when you care for somebody yet you do some stupid things like denying that you do not care. &lt;br /&gt;It's the words that have been coming out of my mouth that hurt people so much at the expense of my concentration. The selfish me often feel so guilty and yet does not know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I am really confused. I do not know what type of person should I be. Should i be those people who care a lot for others? But I know that I would be greatly affect easily by being overly caring about others. Or should I be tue selfish one who does not care about anybody else except himself. That way I would be able to focus better. However, many people would be hurt, and I do not feel good about it. It's so hard to be the "bad" person. Sometimes my conscience gets the better of me and I started to feel so bad about myself. Honestly, I am really confused. Whenever I treat someone nice, there would be a voice inside me that would curb me from continuing to do so. I am just so confused but I know that things will get better in time. I will give my best shot in everything I do at least for this remaining twenty-two days. I will and I must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be an English Intensive program for the upcoming days till the farewell assembly. &lt;br /&gt;I be it would be really tiring yet fulfilling. What doesn't kill us, makes us stronger right? I am sure I will survive those papers. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, I am sure things will end up pretty fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5474729661713801984?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5474729661713801984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/myriad-of-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5474729661713801984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5474729661713801984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/myriad-of-thoughts.html' title='Myriad of Thoughts.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5629697460068235787</id><published>2011-09-26T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T10:22:31.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has never felt like this before.</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5629697460068235787?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5629697460068235787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-never-felt-like-this-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5629697460068235787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5629697460068235787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-never-felt-like-this-before.html' title='It has never felt like this before.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-3830507001363373910</id><published>2011-09-24T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T09:53:19.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If only we were all robots and did not have to sleep.</title><content type='html'>Finally the preliminaries are over. I have been lucubrate industrious for quite some time and I do not have ample sleep. Today, as I was attending tuition, I could not help but to doze off. It was really very disturbing. How nice would it be if we were are all super humans, or rather robots and we would not have to sleep. That way, we would be able to do so much more things. I can still vividly remember a sticky note that was given to me by my sister, it wrote," How can you feel tired? Successful people wake up every morning, wishing that they do not need to sleep. They want to do so much more thing." That has been what I kept reminding myself of recently whenever I feel tired. &lt;br /&gt;Counting down, there are only 24 days left to the O Levels science practical exam which will mark the start of the exam and there are only 29 days left to the O Level English Papers. I really want give in my best shot for this examination. This would be everything I got. I will do my best! Yes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am really worried about my sister's health and I am also aware of her pressing issues. As the dates draw nearer, she starts to push her herself even more. Sigh. I just hope that she would take good care herself more and be a little more conceited. After all, health is the best policy. We can never do great things with a poor health, &lt;br /&gt;Alright. That's all. &lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-3830507001363373910?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3830507001363373910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/let-keep-it-moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/3830507001363373910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/3830507001363373910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/let-keep-it-moving.html' title='If only we were all robots and did not have to sleep.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-1535765525346476503</id><published>2011-09-21T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T09:52:12.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligation Vs Genuine Care.</title><content type='html'>I hope it's the latter. Whatever it is, i will become the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-1535765525346476503?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1535765525346476503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/obligation-care-vs-genuine-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1535765525346476503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1535765525346476503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/obligation-care-vs-genuine-care.html' title='Obligation Vs Genuine Care.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-6363937482782966132</id><published>2011-09-20T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:41:32.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Removing all distractions.</title><content type='html'>1. Deleted my Facebook and twitter application and I can no longer have access to it on my phone. This way i would remain focus till my o levels have finish. &lt;br /&gt;2. Limit myself to train badminton only at most 2 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;3. Off my phone/ Put my phone aside when I am studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I will do my best for the remaining 29 days. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-6363937482782966132?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6363937482782966132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/removing-all-distractions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6363937482782966132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6363937482782966132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/removing-all-distractions.html' title='Removing all distractions.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-376324492816705735</id><published>2011-09-20T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T06:41:35.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 September 2011</title><content type='html'>I feel horrible about my studies, badminton and myself. &lt;br /&gt;That's all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-376324492816705735?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/376324492816705735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/20-september-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/376324492816705735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/376324492816705735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/20-september-2011.html' title='20 September 2011'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5461475706237048393</id><published>2011-09-18T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T09:29:03.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 September 2011 &lt; Getting Over A Past Love.&gt;</title><content type='html'>A myriad of thoughts flooded my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it really that DIFFICULT to get over somebody?" &lt;br /&gt;That, I DO NOT agree. I got over my ex-girlfriend within a short period of time and it was easy. Sometimes I ask myself if I really did once loved her before or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got her as easy as Abcs as soon as I found out that she was still not over her ex-boyfriend. It was really such an irony that she claimed she loved me so much and yet she simply tweets all about her ex-boyfriend back in Malaysia after she found out that I've gotten over her. Some people are just that fake. Well, I don't blame her for that. Moreover, she is still really very young and naive. I was merely a substitute, but who cares I really did experienced love when I was with her. It was a novel experience and for that, I thank her for those beautiful memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it really doesn't matter much. When two people don't end up together, we don't have to feel bad about the relationship just because it failed. In fact, we should all be happy. We all did learn something valuable from the relationship, didn't we? I once heard this from some man whom I forgot, &lt;br /&gt;he said," We all seek answers in every relationships we enter, searching for the characteristic in the perfect one that we are looking for. When a relationship fail, you will find out something that you liked about the person and hence, the next one would be better. Over a couple of relationships, you will then find the "right one". " &lt;br /&gt;I find this quote pretty logical and meaningful. It is indeed very  true if you were to think about it. Ask around every married couple if they once had many ex-s. 8 out of 10 would admit that they did have a few before their current partner. Today, break-ups are imminent yet common.&lt;br /&gt;Scrolling down the newsfeed of my Facebook page, I noticed the HORRIFYING posts of teenagers on their broken relationships. Overly-emotional thoughts that were leading to suicidal tendencies. These kids were getting so affected by their break-ups that they were so NEGATIVE about every single aspect of life. They questioned themselves why do they still hold on so tightly when the other party have ALREADY moved on. I believe that they have the answers themselves- they DO NOT WANT to move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do understand the predicament they are in and I feel it. I've been through that too. Whether the relationship lasted for a few months or a few years, it's the SAME; The memories are still there. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, we do miss those sweet memories and times that we had with them. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, we do wish to turn back time and relive that moment again. But you know what, it's all over. &lt;br /&gt;Even if we were to go back to the same place and do the same thing with the same person again, it wouldn't be the same. Everything would be different! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that no matter what we do, it is IMPOSSIBLE to forget them and forget those memories we had with them. There is ONLY ONE CHOICE To move on with memories and create much HAPPIER and BEAUTIFUL memories. &lt;br /&gt;To be able to create new AWESOME memories for ourselves, we MUST first pick ourselves up from this broken relationship and stay strong. ONLY by being STRONG, we WOULD then be able to have the strength to "build" more AWESOME memories to outdo the past ones.&lt;br /&gt;This is the point that we have to make a choice, a strong decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on is a CHOICE. Some people might not get it at first and might still cling on tightly to the something that doesn't exist already. However, they will soon feel bad and always be in the doldrums. That is NOT good at all! This will soon affect their entire thought process which leads to their actions then to their habits. Eventually leading to their destiny. Such a negative destiny is a BIG NO-NO! &lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can advice is to those people who are moving on is ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be dope. Stay strong and be excellent in whatever you do. Create new memories on your own. Then, be a little cocky when you're doing really good and say," Hey, I am creating new awesome memories. Do you want to join me? It's ok if you don't. I'm sure there are many others who are willing to join in the fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, it will motivate you to live on better. If the other party are living on happily now, you  DESERVE to be HAPPY too! You should be even stronger than before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for my thoughts on moving on after a relationship. =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5461475706237048393?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5461475706237048393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/19-september-2011-getting-over-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5461475706237048393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5461475706237048393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/19-september-2011-getting-over-past.html' title='19 September 2011 &amp;lt; Getting Over A Past Love.&amp;gt;'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5071798163524458857</id><published>2011-09-17T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T10:27:24.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My naggy sister stalks me and compelled me correct those grammatical errors.'/><title type='text'>18 September 2011.</title><content type='html'>I just reached home from badminton training. Lying on my bed, I realized that It has been quite some time since I really lay down on my bed and honestly, this doesn't feel like my bed at all! I have been staying out these few days and studying industriously. It's really an irony that I could feel so weird in a bed that I have been lying onto for the past seventeen years of my life, yet feel normal lying on some other place which I only lay for a short period of time. It is only now then I realize how important home is. The home is the place where we seek solace in times of adversity and not having the fear of being judged. Oh well. I missed home. &lt;br /&gt;It is just about a month to my O level examination and I'm getting really stressed. My health is deteriorating too. What else can I do? Anyway it's just for this one month. That's what I keep reminding myself.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be another long day of studying again. I guess I'm only left with 6 hours of sleep again! Lesson starts at 10am. I think I better sleep now. I will do my best to return home early and sleep all the way till Monday morning and have a good Physics test. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;Alright. Goodnight. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5071798163524458857?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5071798163524458857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/18-september-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5071798163524458857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5071798163524458857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/18-september-2011.html' title='18 September 2011.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-7498178012256843944</id><published>2011-09-16T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:31:53.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 September 2011</title><content type='html'>Just a short post to say that I've been studying till now! =) I'm going to sleep soon. These few days have been so tiring and I rested so little. I think I must really sleep so much after my o levels or maybe just before my exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-7498178012256843944?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7498178012256843944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/17-september-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/7498178012256843944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/7498178012256843944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/17-september-2011.html' title='17 September 2011'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-6084139865476314761</id><published>2011-09-15T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T09:28:32.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused. Slightly happy yet unhappy.</title><content type='html'>Things have been pretty messed up. Well, I don't really know how to put them into words. Anyway, it's pretty cool that blogger finally develop this application that enables me to blog from my iPhone; which is something cool and long-awaited.=)&lt;br /&gt;Today was my preliminary examinations. Maths was relatively easy. How should I put it? I guess I could pull off a eighty five percentile. I did not bring my protractor and lost four marks. Not prepared enough.. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my sister was kind enough to open up a abode for me. She said it would be available till my O levels. That was really sweet of her. That place has an uncanny resemblance to my grandmother's place; even the floor tiles! It makes me feel comfortable. Compared to me being alone, there would be "eyes" staring at me and making sure that I complete my work and remain task-orientated. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wonder what have I done to deserve such great people in life. I've met many great people who helped me a lot and I am truly grateful to them. "How could I ever reciprocate their kindness?" that would be what I always ask myself. " Just do well in your studies." , they replied. I am skeptical about me getting good results though. I know that it would be easy and highly-possible if I put my heart and soul to reach out for it. But, it's pretty impossible, for the fact that I'm rather indolent; very. What if I don't do well? Will they blame me? Will they stop caring? That is what I fear the most; for the day to come when they stop caring. I'm just really afraid. &lt;br /&gt;For my sister, I don't want us to become estranged after my O levels. =(    &lt;br /&gt;That's all. I really hope that I will be able to do her proud. She's so capable, I mustn't lose to her! &lt;br /&gt;That is why I must get my good results and get into a decent and good course too. I want to be good in whatever I do. I don't want to be ordinary. I want to be special and extraordinary. I will prove to everyone. I will stressed myself and bogged myself down. I will break down. But I will rise like a sky-scrapper. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-6084139865476314761?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6084139865476314761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/confused-slightly-happy-yet-unhappy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6084139865476314761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6084139865476314761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/confused-slightly-happy-yet-unhappy.html' title='Confused. Slightly happy yet unhappy.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-391489272641864755</id><published>2011-08-25T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:06:32.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>忘记一个人真的有那么难吗？当我在努力忘记你的时候，我门的回忆一直在我脑海中飘浮。说我不爱了是一个谎言。因为，我从来根本没有不爱过。要你会来是不可能的，因为你已无法知道该如何面对我。事情也到达到一个不能说对不起来解决问题了。我想，我还是学你一样，学会放下了爱，继续生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-391489272641864755?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/391489272641864755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/391489272641864755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/391489272641864755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-3077896660094419721</id><published>2011-06-23T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T06:52:21.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can&apos;t do it'/><title type='text'>23 June 2011, I Can't Do It.</title><content type='html'>Who have thought that someone who is always so hyper and talkative in class will actually be such a quiet person whenever he is all alone? He, who can never take any sensitive remarks from others, will get affected at the slightest matter. I really can take it no more. The pain that torment me every night, I have not an inkling of where does it comes from. All I know is that it is there and it hurts. I’m not that strong. I’m merely putting on a façade every time I go out- and I get better and better at it till it becomes so natural that nobody can really tell when I’m alright or I’m not. I often do reflections and reviews on my day and on my life. They would usually be very depressing in the beginning, but there will always be a consolation type of ending. Today, I am not going to do that. I’m just follow just with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;     Initially I have no idea how am I going to start off this review; however, I manage to get it started. This is life- it is always hard to take the first few steps. I know that it’s going to get easier after I cross the few hurdles. Unfortunately, that’s not the case for me. I have no inkling of how to start expressing myself and how to solve problems- when I don’t know what is the problem. Forget it, I can’t do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-3077896660094419721?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3077896660094419721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/23-june-2011-i-cant-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/3077896660094419721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/3077896660094419721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/23-june-2011-i-cant-do-it.html' title='23 June 2011, I Can&apos;t Do It.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-2520638965552824841</id><published>2011-06-22T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T06:02:18.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving up'/><title type='text'>22 June 2011, Giving Up.</title><content type='html'>It has been a rather long time since I last did a review. Recently, I have been bogged down by so many things. It feels like there is not enough time for me to do anything at all. My days are only filled with studying. There is hardly any time left for trivial matters such as sports. Looking back, it had been so long since I last ran or played badminton. Every now and then, I will receive text messages from my coach, informing me of when and where the trainings will be held. Upon receiving those messages I asked myself why I am pushing myself so much. Why am I treating myself so harshly? Deep inside, I really want to go out there and train with my fellow mates, but I have been tied down. I am tied down by the responsibility- The responsibility of completing my work to the best of my capabilities. There are many times when I really feel like giving it all up. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br&gt; I remember yesterday, I showed my completed product to my subject teacher with pride. I was so sure that I had done a great job in completing it. However, he shot me a disappointed look and told me that it wasn’t good enough and told me that the handle of my product was too simple. My heart sunk. The handle was exactly how I wanted it to be- Simple yet elegant. Sadly, it did not satiate my teacher’s expectation of me and I got criticized badly. I turned away and just left the workshop. The feeling was horrible. It was as though the whole world was against me. I went to the corner of the stairs of the building and sat there, thinking about what I had done wrong in the making of the product. I felt like giving up. I did not want it to continue any further. I felt that it was all pointless. I did so much and yet it still wasn’t enough. Maybe I just wasn’t cut out for the subject. Maybe I shouldn’t have chosen the course in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;Br&gt; Then it suddenly dawned on me, that I may simply have been thinking too much. I did not want to delve any deeper into the problem. I started to think about the 6 tiring months that I have spent developing the idea of my products and the coursework. I started to hear those positive voices in my head again and reminded myself that if I were to give up right now; all my efforts would have come to nought . It was totally not worth it. I stood up and smiled to myself. It was then when I really knew how to go on and I will never ever give up so easily.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  Later that afternoon, I went back to the workshop and started working on my product. I modified the entire whole top portions of the project. Initially, all it had as a handle was a small piece of transparent rectangular acrylic block. However, after hours of hard work, it transformed into a tai-light handle formed using a bent transparent dark orange acrylic rod. Now, my entire project looks like a fish- The type of fish which you would see in tanks, feeding on the defecates of other fishes. That’s right, it fitted my theme perfectly. My product was meant to be a dog-poo collector and I managed to enhance the purpose of my product. People would know immediately get a better idea of how my product actually works. Looking back, it’s really incredible what I can actually do when I am in the right state of mind. Should I have chosen to give up, I wouldn’t have made and created such a magnificent product! From yesterday’s incident, I gained insights into life. In life, you must never give up. Life is like a journey, a road that you are walking on. Although things may seem hard, and the road may be fraught with difficulties. But there is something that you will never know- you will never know what is there at the next corner of life in which you turn. You may never know that success is really so close to you. Success may be just a stone’s throw away- This is the hope and belief that will help us go even further in life. We must believe in it. So, in conclusion, I hope to share with everybody the importance of not giving up. When there’s nothing much more left for us to hold on, keep believing that there will be much beautiful things awaiting you, if you just hold on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-2520638965552824841?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2520638965552824841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/22-june-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/2520638965552824841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/2520638965552824841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/22-june-2011.html' title='22 June 2011, Giving Up.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5997295070249533711</id><published>2011-06-16T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T10:40:01.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia and Memories. 16 June 2011</title><content type='html'>16 June 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nostalgia and Memories.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I unexpectedly chanced upon a few of my old photo albums. Inside were many photos of my childhood, taken when I was still very young. While browsing through the album, nostalgia surged through me. I felt a feeling of nostalgia surge through me. I started thinking of my past. I started to think of the people who were in my life. One of whom is my grandmother, who is a prominent figure in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother is probably one of the fiercest looking grandmothers that you can find. With her loud and vibrant voice, she would always be nagging at me incessantly. I found it very irritating sometimes. However, she would have the most caring attitude towards her grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was born into this world, my grandmother would take care of me when my parents were busy with their work. She would always be there for me, feeding me with powdered milk, singing a lullaby for me to sleep to, and taught me how to start speaking. Basically, my grandmother was like a mother to me. Every time, without fail, whenever I told her I wanted to buy my favorite toys, she would take out money from her own savings and get them for me. She never questioned me, not even once, why I wanted those toys. All that she wanted was for me to be happy. She was someone whom I know that I can truly rely on. She took care of me even till I was in primary six and I would used to visit her every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only just February this year when I found out something -something that I wished that I had not known of. It was her medical condition. As weeks transpired, her skin tone seemed to turn yellow. Her eyes were yellowish in color, and he skin was pale yellow too. Not only that, I could also feel that she was getting weaker and weaker. Being curious, I went back to check on what her condition might be, as my tight-lipped parents did not want to tell me anything. I found out that her yellow skin tone and eyes were caused by a medical condition called “jaundice”. Jaundice is a condition that will occur when a patient’s organs fail. I could not really sleep that night, and kept thinking of what could possibly go wrong with my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went over to visit my grandmother. As I sat down next to her, she smiled feebly at me. I can never forget the smile on her face. She was so weak but still bothered to lift a smile just for me. I began to chat with her about how she was doing and if she was feeling any discomfort. She then explained to me that the doctors operated on three places and kept giving her jabs. I could feel her pain. She told me that it was really painful and it had something to do with her gall bladder. As she was explaining these, I almost broke down in tears right in front of her! I could not stand it seeing the person, who took such great care of me, suffer so much. I held back my emotions and put up a brave front. Afterwards, I continued talking to her as naturally as I could, for the rest of the day. That night, I did some research and found out that my grandmother might have contracted gall-bladder cancer. I immediately approached my parents and wanted to elicit an answer from them. My mother then confirmed my suspicions that grandmother really had contracted gall-bladder cancer and her health had been deteriorating ever since. The cancer cells had spread to the liver, causing my grandmother’s liver to fail. My mother also added that the doctor had ascertained that she was only left with a remaining lifespan of only three to six months. The longest period that she could still live was probably only just a year! I was really shocked and dumbfounded. What was worse was that I had to keep her condition a secret from everyone else and pretend that I did not know about it. At that point of time, I just hoped that everything wasn’t real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my room and did not sleep well the whole night. Thoughts had been filling up my mind. Why would this happen so soon? She was still laughing and joking last month! Why did she have to leave so early? I needed more time. I wanted to show her my O level results at the very least. The night felt so long as I turned restlessly on my bed I just couldn’t sleep. The piece of information about my grandmother’s condition had been bogging me down ever since I knew of it. No matter how hurting it was to me, I still had to go to school and continue my life as per normal. Regardless of where I went, be it to school or to family outings, I would have to put on a façade. I would have to pretend that nothing happened and that I was very strong. In order to make myself feel better, I started visiting my grandmother and grandfather every week without fail and hoped that my presence would, in return, make my grandmother feel better. Knowing that I would live to regret if I did not spend more time with her, I quickly seized every opportunity I got to see my grandmother and made her last few weeks of life as memorable one. There were many family outings organized just to bring my grandmother out more. It felt like the time when the whole of the big family was really bonded. Anyway, I have learnt a lesson. You can never believe what the doctors say, my grandmother passed away shortly after one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I can still vaguely remember what happened that evening, 1 when she passed away... Ok, I lied. Do I really still remember it? Or is it just me, who still refuses to accept the fact and pretend that I have forgotten everything? Deep in my heart, I know it’s the latter. I know that I am just lying to myself that I can’t remember what happened that evening. I fear that it will probably hurt like a zillion needles pricking me if I were to choose to admit that the memory is still fresh and vivid in my mind. Every day, I force myself to think positively so that it will not torment me that much and choose to think about all of the awesome memories I had with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many beautiful memories with my grandmother before she passed away. I can still vividly remember once, my family brought her to Singapore’s Changi Airport as she really loved that place. In her wheelchair, I pushed her around and explored the terminals. We bought a “SilkPro” brand shampoo for me, and until today, I am still using it. Before heading home, we had Ya Kun Kaya Toast together. However, given my grandmother’s condition, she could no longer chew or swallow solid food with ease. My mother slowly fed her with the coffee while I ate the kaya toast. Initially, I never liked the taste of kaya; but after that day, I love it. I have no idea why too. All I know is that, today, the toast would always give a feeling of nostalgia. I would then remember crystal clearly the countenance of my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my grandmother a lot, and hope that I can turn back time. My grandmother has already passed away and if only there was anything that I can ever do to bring her back. If only there is a time machine available in the world that has the ability to bring me back in time instantaneously. I would then be able to relive those experiences again. I bet that it would be such an exhilarating experience, if there really is. I would start treating others better. However, there is no such machine and it is impossible to go back in time. In life, we will never be able to change what had already happened. Therefore, we should never look back. Instead, we should focus on what is right in front of us now. As the popular saying goes, “Yesterday is history; tomorrow is a mystery; today is a gift. That is why it is called the present.” The present is of utmost importance to you right now. If we neglect this fact, what is right in front now will soon turn into yet another piece of memory, and turn into the past. Time is precious, and irreversible. We should learn how to cherish what we have now as though they will be gone the next second. That way, we will be much happier in life. Today is the 16 June 2011. She left me on 16 March 2011. It has been exactly 3 months since she had been gone and I do hope that by what I do today would lead me to happiness too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5997295070249533711?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5997295070249533711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/nostalgia-and-memories-16-june-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5997295070249533711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5997295070249533711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/nostalgia-and-memories-16-june-2011.html' title='Nostalgia and Memories. 16 June 2011'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-9203155361869859858</id><published>2011-06-13T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T08:39:00.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It've been so long since I've last posted! Well, It's going to be 'alive again'. I'm going to start posting more often. Stay tune! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched a movie titled “Hello Ghost”. It is a Korean movie that has yet to be screened in Singapore, yet I am not really sure why I can find a link to it online. The movie tells the tale of a man who initially wanted to kill himself, but for some reason apparently could not die. After numerous suicidal attempts, he found out that he was able to see ghosts with his naked eye. What’s more disturbing is that, he is also haunted by five restless spirits. A middle-aged businessman who smoke, a lady who cries non-stop, an old man who loves ogling at young ladies and an adorable young boy. Each of them had wishes that they would like to realize, and planned to use the man’s body to act out and fulfill those wishes. The entire plot generally resolves around the fulfilling of these wishes. However, the man later experienced friction between him and the apple of his eyes when she told him that she did not know who was the real him. The man, having assisted all of the ghosts in achieving their last wishes, then pleaded them to leave and not bother him anymore. However, in the end, there was a twist in the story. The man had a flashback where the he suddenly remembered what happened to him when remembering something that happened when he was just a little child. He found out that the ghosts were in fact related to him. The business man, who he found to be a bad influence, was in fact his father. The lady who cried non-stop was his mother. The old man was his grandfather. The little boy was his elder brother. They were all his family. When he was young, his whole family had been involved in a fatal car accident which left him as the sole survivor. That explains why he had been alone all his life. The movie ended off with him going back to find his family members again and apologized to them. I felt that it was a very inspiring and touching movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To most viewers, this movie may not seem to stand out. For some, however, it may even feel like a comedy, in particular the part when the ghosts made use of the protagonist’s body. However, I felt that there are in fact a number of meaningful principles and values that we can infer and learn from the movie.&lt;br /&gt;For example, when the man shouted and pleaded for those spirits to leave him alone, he didn’t realize that they were actually his family members who cared a lot for him. In life, we often think that people only care about themselves and are selfish. However there are instances where they are genuinely concerned about us. It’s just that we are not aware of that. Before we know it, we start to push them away, thinking that they are just annoying people and wanting to get them out of our lives. However, once they are gone, you’ll be all alone. That is also when we’ll start thinking about them. As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. We’ll start to miss their naggings. It’s always like this. We don’t cherish what we have at the present, we don’t take notice of all the little things we have right now. We only start to regret when they are gone. We only start to question ourselves. We only start blaming ourselves for not having treated them better when they were around. Most of the time, we know that these people will never come back ever again. We do not realize that overlooking their importance in our lives can in fact bring about a lifetime of regret. In life, there will always be times when we regret not having done something. For example, you may be talking back to someone whom you found to be rather annoying. Then, you later realized that you actually did feel some remorse in doing that, and wished that you hadn’t done that. We want to rectify the situation and make up for the things that we have not done but sometimes it is too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about regrets, I’m very sure most of us here have much of them in our lives. We all hate having regrets. However, at the same time, we all know that there is absolutely no point regretting something that has already had been done. We can no longer rectify the mistakes that we have made in the past. Fortunately, over the years of constantly repeating the same mistake over and over again, I found out that there are actually some action steps that can be taken to prevent it. As the saying goes, prevention is better than cure. I find it rather true. If we can prevent those regrets right from the start, it would be much better as compared to removing those regrets through a tougher method afterwards. That is also why; we have to learn to think before speaking recklessly. I constantly remind myself of the steps to take before doing something. Step one, I must think if the words I’m about to say will hurt the other party. Step two, I must ask myself if I really mean the words I’m going to say. Step 3, I must ask myself if I would feel regret after saying or doing something. With these 3 simple thoughts that are deeply enrooted into my mind, there would be less chances for regret. If everybody follows these steps, I’m sure everybody will also decrease their chances of regretting. As I have said, prevention is much better than cure. As we think twice before we act, we will not have that much regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of their genres, movies, including both tearjerkers and comedies have something in common. If we were to look closely and reflect on them, we’ll probably gain some valuable insights into life. We will not regret the same way that the actor or actress has. We should never just look at matters superficially. Instead we should spend time delving deeper into the matter and we may learn something even much more valuable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-9203155361869859858?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/9203155361869859858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/itve-been-so-long-since-ive-last-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/9203155361869859858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/9203155361869859858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/itve-been-so-long-since-ive-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-4733280158988511941</id><published>2010-10-09T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T07:08:34.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It've been awhile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEY PEOPLE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It've really been a long while ehs. My exams are almost over. Now, it's just left with Design &amp;amp; Technology paper on Monday. After that, I'll be officially free from studies, for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;50 thoughts to ponder about over life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Life isnt fair, but its still good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Dont take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. You dont have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. Cry with someone. Its more healing than crying alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. Its OK to get angry with God. He can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9 Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it wont screw up the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. Its OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. Dont compare your life with others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14 If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldnt be in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But dont worry; God never blinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;16. Life is too short for long pity parties. Get busy living, or get busy dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;17. You can get through anything if you stay put in today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;18. A writer writes. If you want to be a writer, write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;19. Its never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, dont take "no" for an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Dont save it for a special occasion. Today is special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Dont wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words: "In five years, will this matter?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;27. Always choose life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;32. Your job wont take care of you when you are sick. Your family will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;33. Believe in miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;35. Whatever doesnt kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative! dying young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood. Make it memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;38. Read the Psalms. They cover every human emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone elses, wed grab ours back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;41. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;42. Get rid of anything that isnt useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;43. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;44. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;45. The best is yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;46. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;47. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;48. If you dont ask, you dont get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;49. Yield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;50. Life isnt tied with a bow, but its still a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I found these quite meaningful. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-4733280158988511941?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4733280158988511941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/10/itve-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/4733280158988511941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/4733280158988511941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/10/itve-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;ve been awhile.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-962890772391523187</id><published>2010-05-28T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:52:20.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Only Thing That Is Constant Is Change.'/><title type='text'>The Only Thing That Is Constant Is Change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Only Thing That Is Constant Is Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People change, so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may have notice that the way I would have post in this post may be somehow different from the way I post in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time of my last post on this blog till today, right now, I've went through much and again learnt much from life.&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a ride, it can be really smoothe and also can be really bad at times. It've been a rough journey for me. But I guess, we'll all get over it someday.&lt;br /&gt;Things just happen, things will just past too. Nothing is constant. It is really true that the only thing that is constant is change. Things will just keep changing and changing and will never remain constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it really fascinate me how this world actually work. In this world, there are all sorts of people living together, so how do they get along well together? That's something special which I can't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently I noticed that not many people are living life for themselves, but living their own lifes for others. It's a sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say for today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously so tired and sick to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the things that I've learnt, can't be writen down with simply words. You got to experience it to understand it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-962890772391523187?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/962890772391523187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-thing-that-is-constant-is-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/962890772391523187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/962890772391523187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-thing-that-is-constant-is-change.html' title='The Only Thing That Is Constant Is Change.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-1712441787009033242</id><published>2010-02-12T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:34:30.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I must change first.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For things to change'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello, everybody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, it's the eve of the&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Lunar New Year&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Let me just wish you all a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; first. Today I am going to post about something that everybody would probably experience before. I'm also experiencing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have this ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;You find that you can't control everything to go your way? You couldn't stop your parents nagging? You find that you can't stop those irritating friends whom can't stop disurbing you? Or anything of such sort. Does it happens to you all the time?&lt;br /&gt;I bet that it have at least happened for once in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those thing that we can't control are simply just irritating, so bothersome and sometimes we just want to break down because of that. Let me share with you that sometimes we may not be able to control those things.&lt;br /&gt;However we all have the ability to control ourself from how we react to those events that happen to you. With that, it usually seems to 'control' and change the things that we can't control.&lt;br /&gt;In order to make things easier to visualise and understand, I'll group the things that we can't control into group named, " Outer circle. " ; And the things that we can control into a group named, " Inner cicle. ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inner circle : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that we are able to control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usally ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outer circle : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things that we are not able to control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usually others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you should have get a little bit idea about what this whole thing is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain briefly,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes something happen to you ( Outer circle ) and you have the power over your emotions and reaction to it ( Innner circle ) which will usually affect the thing that happened to change ( Outer circle ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be exact,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have the power to change the Outer circle, and change the things that happen to them. It'll just take a longer step, which you'll have to control your Inner circle first.&lt;br /&gt;My point is, control yourself first and react to the situation in the best way you can find, with that the situation will actually change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you an example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine that you have a naggy parent and they always nag at you at the slightliest thing. Then in the normal situation, you would be getting irritated and probably yelling back at them which would make things worst off. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, in the same scenario you have your parents nagging at you, you just keep quiet and listen. In your mind, imagine that they are just singing songs. Trust me, they quiet down after awhile. Why is that so?  It's simple, it's bcause you'll be in better control of your emotions. Remember control your emotions first before attempting to negotiate about anything. With your emotions under control, the chances of everything being smoothe sailing will be higher. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me as long as you attempt to control your inner circle in the positive way, the outer circle will change.&lt;br /&gt;People always say that they can't choose the environment they are in.&lt;br /&gt;I don't buy that.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that everybody can choose how they behave in the environment and thus affecting how others behave in the environment too. Then, slowly the whole environment will change too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it takes alot of discipline in that, however it's all going to reflect upon how mucgh you want to change everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I link back to a quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For things to change, I must change first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this post would be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVARO方振宇&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-1712441787009033242?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1712441787009033242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-everybody.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1712441787009033242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1712441787009033242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-8490923302230797205</id><published>2010-02-07T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:27:43.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hey everybody&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna be here for a very short while and post a little stuffs about how I am going on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry readers that I wasn't able to post for so long as my school reopened and I'm getting so busy with schoolwork and stuffs. Time is draining up as it goes by.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt much things recently. One of the important lesson I learn is to appreciate how important is time. Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just once that I sat down at a random place, filling my mind with random thoughts. I realised that I was just wasting my time. I could be doing so much more meaningful stuffs instead of just sitting there thinking, thinking and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Time is draining as I even think about this. Time is such a scary thing. When you close your eyes and attempt to stop the time. But it fails. Time is running up even as you close your eyes. You can never stop time. Seconds and seconds tick by as you read every single word on my blog. You can never get back the very same seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, isn't it just so scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every seconds count. Do the right thing at every second of your life. Never regret when you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps such thoughts can help oneself in gaining knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go for now. Hope to post again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVARO方振宇&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-8490923302230797205?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8490923302230797205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/02/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/8490923302230797205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/8490923302230797205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/02/time.html' title='Time.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-6241290418696690996</id><published>2010-01-05T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:02:32.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Know why are you studying for.life is a game. Choose your weapons.'/><title type='text'>I LOVE STUDYING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hello everybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's back to school yeahs?&lt;br /&gt;How was your first few days at school? I hope you've been adapting back to the school regime well. It had been a wonderful experience for me for these first few days.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I simply love school, not just because of the friends you can get to see there or the teachers or even the school itself. I love school, because of everything especially the part when we can get to study! Don't you just find studying such a fun and interesting to do? You can learn much things in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know. Many of us dislike studying or even dislike going to school, finding it boring and a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;Those students whom feel that way, their results are usually below average or just average.&lt;br /&gt;I've always been told that studying is useless, unless you know what are you studying for. It is only recently that I realise how true this is.&lt;br /&gt;Studying is useless. Studying will be completely useless, UNLESS you know what you are studying for. Unless you know what you want in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;You must be very clear of what you want and why you are studying for.&lt;br /&gt;If you tell me that you want to be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baker&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiter&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cleaner&lt;/span&gt;, you don't need to study at all. You can just go straight down to any confectionary stall, restaurant or cleaning company to work. You will be fully qualified for the position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;However, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be rich, you want something better. Perhaps be a manager, director or even higher posts, you will need to study.&lt;br /&gt;In the working world, there will be many and many of different capable people whom are fighting for the position/post. This is when the company will start to see your 'weapons' and compare them with others. Why do i say weapons?&lt;br /&gt;Take life as a game and we are all players.&lt;br /&gt;As William Shakespeare said before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;br /&gt;All the world's a stage,&lt;br /&gt;And all the men and women merely players.&lt;br /&gt;They have their exits and their entrances;&lt;br /&gt;And one man in his time plays many parts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;n life, we gain our 'weapons' by studying.&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean?&lt;br /&gt;PSLE = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Water gun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'N' Level =&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O' Level = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pa-rang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A' Level/ Diploma =&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pistol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Degree = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; M-16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just a brief of the explanation of the game.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's your game, your life.&lt;br /&gt;You make your own choices in the game.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to sign off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt much things today, I'll share them with you some other times alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ALVARO方振宇&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-6241290418696690996?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6241290418696690996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-studying.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6241290418696690996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6241290418696690996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-studying.html' title='I LOVE STUDYING.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-7061777474837862094</id><published>2009-12-29T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T06:06:39.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How have you lived your dash?'/><title type='text'>How Have You Lived Your Dash?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JYlLtTMcnoM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JYlLtTMcnoM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came by Adam Khoo's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest post is on a powerful and meaningful song , ' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dash&lt;/span&gt; '.&lt;br /&gt;The ‘Dash’ was originally a poem written by Linda Ellis and it has been an inspiration to millions around the world, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;The song makes us realise that the day we complete our journey in life, two dates would be inscribed on our tombstone, the year of birth and the year of death. In the middle of both these dates, is a short dash '-'. It represent all that we have done during the time that we are alive. It makes us reflect how how we have lived our 'dash'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you play the youtube video above, you may like to read the lyrics of the song below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He read the dates  on her tombstone from the beginning…to the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He noted first came the date of her birth and spoke the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For that dash stands for all the time that she spent alive on earth… and only those who loved her know what that little line is worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It matters not, how much we own; the cars….the house…the cash.&lt;br /&gt;What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So think about this long and hard…are there things you’d like to change? For you never know how much time is left that can still be re-arranged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If we would just slow down enough to consider what’s true and real and always try to understand the way that other’s feel. We’d be much less quick to anger and show appreciation more and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, when your eulogy’s being read and your life is being rehashed…would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really went and reflected upon it.&lt;br /&gt;Reading the lyrics while listening to the song isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to reflect on how did you lived your dash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do share your comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-7061777474837862094?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7061777474837862094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-came-by-adam-khoos-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/7061777474837862094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/7061777474837862094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-came-by-adam-khoos-blog.html' title='How Have You Lived Your Dash?'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-6969901513213375998</id><published>2009-12-27T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:35:57.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello everybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;It've been a long time since I've last posted.&lt;br /&gt;I had been very busy with stuffs lately. Just came back from badminton and will be going off for Dentist appointment then to Lido Cineplex for Movie with the people from AKLTG (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously feeling so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just posting a short post to keep this blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-6969901513213375998?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6969901513213375998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-yeah-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6969901513213375998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/6969901513213375998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-yeah-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-1341944495238316995</id><published>2009-12-17T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T05:08:36.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hello everybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm back from the camp.&lt;br /&gt;I left the camp early for home due to sick. I fell terribly sick and couldn't continue it further.&lt;br /&gt;Right now as I'm updating this website, I am feeling faint.&lt;br /&gt;There's badminton training tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to make myself feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not being able to update today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ALVARO方振宇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I want to play a game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-1341944495238316995?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1341944495238316995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-im-back-from-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1341944495238316995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1341944495238316995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-im-back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-2641556239370496325</id><published>2009-12-14T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:06:07.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turn out to be just some misunderstanding (:&lt;br /&gt;Alright then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is wrong now yeahs. So don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll find a win-win outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Don't trouble me.&lt;br /&gt;Or something will trouble.&lt;br /&gt;And I know you won't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just don't like your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-2641556239370496325?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2641556239370496325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-check-out-my-shoutmix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/2641556239370496325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/2641556239370496325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-check-out-my-shoutmix.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-1848845951701396593</id><published>2009-12-14T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T04:59:08.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hello everybody, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back posting.&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is going to get somehow personal, as I feel the need to share with you people.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Skills aren't everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Your character is so much more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Without a good character, your skills are just plain worthless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Skills will be just skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; You're disgusting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; I'm sorry to say that, but seriously you are disgusting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; This shouldn't be the way how a true sportsman play his game.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; You don't respect your opponent at all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Listen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You may play the game well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; However your character and your attitude sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is why you made Badminton just seems to be rubbish when you play it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I admire your skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But your character totally grossed me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unless you start thinking about this seriously, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You won't make far in anything in your life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope you understand my point&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to state any names and start pointing fingers around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure you readers all agree that skills aren't everything yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Even if you do have great skills of something, that doesn't give you the right to look down on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be bothered even if you throw awful remarks at me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll prove you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back and win you one day.&lt;br /&gt;Even on the day i win you, i won't be as arrogant as you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today,&lt;br /&gt;personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do comment reader !&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel that I'm right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;ALVARO方振宇&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-1848845951701396593?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1848845951701396593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-im-back-posting.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1848845951701396593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1848845951701396593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-im-back-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5428485959884514749</id><published>2009-12-12T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:56:22.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciate every single things.'/><title type='text'>Art Of Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello everybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why am i still back here after a post yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm am going to pour out some of the thoughts I've felt for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the pass few days, I've reflected over many families scenarios.&lt;br /&gt;It's really very sad to see how family break apart.&lt;br /&gt;I've even visited the HSA Hospice.&lt;br /&gt;A hospice is a type of hospital care center whom the patients there are all left with less than a year or so to live.&lt;br /&gt;I was told that some of them there, don't even know that they are terminally ill and only left with months to live. That is indeed very sad to hear of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a strange thing.&lt;br /&gt;It is only until the last moment and period of our life then we will start to notice the importance of the people&lt;br /&gt;around.&lt;br /&gt;It is only then we start worrying about the things around us.&lt;br /&gt;It is only then, we will finally start to regret all the things we have been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seriously need to start appreciating every single person around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5428485959884514749?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5428485959884514749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-now-you-must-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5428485959884514749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5428485959884514749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-now-you-must-be.html' title='Art Of Appreciation'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-875246251507006959</id><published>2009-12-12T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T09:25:44.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Building Rapport.  NLP.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry that I haven't been posting for a few days. I had been rather busy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm went to Suntec City just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw a book that was on NLP (Neuro-Linguistic Programming) , it costs $&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;49.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as a student, I wasn't able to afford it.&lt;br /&gt;I just browse it through.&lt;br /&gt;After reading it through and found somethings that sounded very interesting to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought i should share it with you readers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part I'm going to share today is a small part on Building Rapport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u face="georgia" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Building Rapport. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to create rapport with someone, you must create it from the point of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;respect&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;genuine&lt;/span&gt; need to understand them and always seek win-win outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;When you feel congruent with your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outcomes&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; identity&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;values&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beliefs&lt;/span&gt;, then your behavior will follow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naturally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;atching &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; M&lt;/span&gt;irroring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched two people communicating deeply?&lt;br /&gt;If they are both fully engaged  in the conversation, they will unconsciously copy each others &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;body posture&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;movement&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; voice tone&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pace&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; breathing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they do it exactly and other times they are mirror images of each other.&lt;br /&gt;It's like dancing to a simple rhythm !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use this knowledge and do it deliberately to provide the foundation for building rapport with anyone you choose.&lt;br /&gt;In NLP, it is called matching and mirroring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, it works like this. People like people who are like them,  so a sure way of building rapport with others is to be like them. You can build relationships and influence a wide variety of people by becoming consciously aware of what you do when you naturally have rapport.&lt;br /&gt;Equally, when the rapport has been lost, you can take decisive action to rebuild it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things that you can usefully match includes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Physiology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Voice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Matching and mirroring take place at the behavioral level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back to a time when you felt awkward building rapport and it just wasn't working, no matter what you do.&lt;br /&gt;What was going on for you?&lt;br /&gt;Was it anything to do with the mirroring and matching or was it more to do with what was going on inside your head?&lt;br /&gt;Just by using the above list of things, how can you successfully create rapport with someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me leave this thought with you now...&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was some things that I've learnt today.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys learnt something from it too ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;ALVARO方振宇&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-875246251507006959?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/875246251507006959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-friends-sorry-that-i-havent-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/875246251507006959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/875246251507006959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-friends-sorry-that-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-1912711352027114432</id><published>2009-12-09T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:24:10.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning negative remarks into strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greetings everybody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm back to posting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me share you guys something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After putting down my goals on my blog, I often receive negative feedback and comments from many of my friends. Those comments seriously can pull you down all the way if you don't handle with it properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Their comments... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly they can be sarcastic when giving their comments, talking about how much they believe in you, how much they admire your determination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They can also be very straight-forwarded and crude in their remarks, talking about how lousy you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" &lt;em&gt;You'll never archieve that.&lt;/em&gt; " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just keep one thing in mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They are just nobody to judge you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Normally what I usually do is, I would look back at them with those eyes of the tiger and smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" &lt;em&gt;I will prove you wrong.&lt;/em&gt; " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;We'll see about that.&lt;/em&gt; " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we archieve our goals, we'll just turn back and laugh at their foolishness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the end we'll still prove them wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are champions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are all winners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's so much more that we can archieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't let anyone stop you. Cause that anyone won't be worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are doing all this for yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The goal is yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The life is yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those people ain't worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll show them in the end, we are the real winners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conclusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We live this life for ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We gotta know what we really what in this life and go out there and get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're not going to be bother by others as they have nothing to do with your goals. Yeah ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's post is short and sweet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope readers will get what i mean by removing your obstables and coping with your comments. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no time left to post anymore for today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comment yeah? (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If i'm being strong always. Who can i show my weak side to . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-1912711352027114432?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1912711352027114432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/greetings-everybody-im-back-to-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1912711352027114432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/1912711352027114432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/greetings-everybody-im-back-to-posting.html' title='Turning negative remarks into strength'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-5705907260642853866</id><published>2009-12-08T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:00:33.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals &amp; Taking Action.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to post on this beautiful blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I won't be ready to teach you guys a new thing yet. A series of event just happened today that led me to thinking that my goal is most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will just be a small reflection on my life.&lt;br /&gt;Read on and feel free to comment on it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just months ago that i attend the camp as a participant for the third time.&lt;br /&gt;I attend the camp 6 years ago twice, but I didn't changed much.&lt;br /&gt;During the camp, i began to feel aware of all the wrong doings that I've done in my life and regretted. At that point of time, I was very determined to go out there and get my goals. However, I knew that the determination would soon run off and I would be still be the same as I first started.&lt;br /&gt;To start off first, I sent an email to the the people there. I wanted to be coach there and help other children like me. Most of all, I wanted to learn more as I teach.&lt;br /&gt;With that I sent an email to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is writen below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From:&lt;br /&gt;fong zhenyu (fongzhenyu@hotmail.com)&lt;br /&gt;Sent:&lt;br /&gt;23 March 2009 23: 58PM&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Sir Or Madam, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My name is Fong Zhen Yu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am 15 years old and currently in Westwood Secondary School. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was inspired to become a coach at AKLTG when i went for a camp that just ended yesterday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had been to the Camp twice 6 years ago, but i didn't benefit as much as the recent camp. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was still very young back then and didn't bothered to think about the things i've learnt from the camp. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's why the progamme didn't helped me much. However, after my third camp, i feel that i've greatly benefitted from it. I began to discover my maximum potential and realised what my dream was. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before the camp, i was still thinking over what i really want to be. Be it a sportsman or a musician. I realised that my dream was to become a musician and i would do my best to get phD in that area. Right now after that camp, i was really motivated to become a better person and to give in my 100% in everything i do. I really hope to have chance and opportunity to learn and change other people's life and beliefs. At the same time, i would be able to constantly improving myself and learn many things from the coaching training. I wish share my experiences and get people motivated to bring the best in them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm wondering if i do have to opportunity to become one of the many fantasic coaches that i given me invalueble guidance and support. I hope i can be given a chance to learn from it and be even more successful. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please reply my email or you can contact me at the below the information. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i may not be good in english, but i'm improving. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what else to say, but i really want to be a coach to learn and teach at the same time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks alot &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fong Zhen Yu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;That was my first step taken towards my goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I was taught that goals are important as they give you direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Goals might even change from time to time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;My goal was to be a musician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;However, my goal now is to be a Trainer just like Adam Khoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons why I want to be someone like him.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway at least I had a goal in the past that keep me moving in a direction, it's just that my goals had slowly shifted direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm saying is that, we need to have a goal.&lt;br /&gt;Without a goal, we are just a blind sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have a goal, it is not enough. I must start to take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second step I did was to coach at camps.&lt;br /&gt;I've grown alot from coaching and meeting new people. That was also where I gain so much experience from and how I slowly move towards my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm even much more determined in archieving my goals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was these few days.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the actions I've took towards my goals. I started asking myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Did I gave in my 100% &lt;/em&gt;? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Was that the best I can give?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Am I doing enough to reach my goals?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers were already right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really give in my 100%. I feel that I could have done so much that I could have done even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awareness ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew awareness of my surrounding, my life once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked myself what was stopping me from my goal. NOTHING. It was just me. I was the one who stopped myself from going out for my goals. I didn't put in my 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can go on with this story for ages.&lt;br /&gt;There are many thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's time to take action!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll list down my goals on this blog as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the whole world to know my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if in the end, I didn't archieve my goals. But I'll still have a reason to pat my back and say it's alright, because I've given my 100% !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my witness of my goals (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you'll also gain something from this post. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goals are important. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking action is equally important. Don't just sit down there waiting for opportunities to come. Create your own opportunities. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is short. We should live it with no regrets. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live life, live for every single moment (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who cares if the world is going to end in 2012 ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If so, we're gonna die with no regrets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE LAST THING .&lt;br /&gt;VERY IMPORTANT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you didn't archieve your goal, at least you did worked towards it. (:&lt;br /&gt;That's something to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;Remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals give us directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to state my goals at the side of the blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;ALVARO方振宇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WB05UsPf_y0/Sx5-WROCHOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/53V5CoHcCvk/s1600-h/goals22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412902723190398178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WB05UsPf_y0/Sx5-WROCHOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/53V5CoHcCvk/s320/goals22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-5705907260642853866?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5705907260642853866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-readers-im-back-to-post-on-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5705907260642853866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/5705907260642853866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-readers-im-back-to-post-on-this.html' title='Goals &amp; Taking Action.'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WB05UsPf_y0/Sx5-WROCHOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/53V5CoHcCvk/s72-c/goals22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596269739334063773.post-837046444913076507</id><published>2009-12-07T02:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T04:17:27.395-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts leading to Destiny'/><title type='text'>Thoughts leads to Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just created this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I find the need to start all over as a new person, a new blog, a new set of destiny. I strongly believe that the thoughts that are in our head, will strongly impact on our lifes and then our destiny.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to turn this blog, this space into a place when i can share my point of views on life and in anything with readers. Readers can too, leave a comment behind for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started with today's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Control our thoughts, Master our destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" that's what i always tell myself, and with that i control my thoughts, emotions and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Everytime, when we manage to control our thoughts, we'll be able to control our emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Let me share with you a cycle that I've learnt in short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lead to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Emotions&lt;br /&gt;Emotions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lead to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Action&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;leads to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Habit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Habit&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;becomes your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Character&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Character &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;determines&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Destiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;The root of everything lies within your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself had once too, sinked in the wrong type of thoughts in my mind, building a not so good character in me. However, upon once I knew about this cycle, I started to take actions and took much notice to the words I say to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to a very emotional guy, always getting worked up or depressed by small matters. I even slit my wrist and arm, I've done many silly things that I could have killed myself. I almost ended my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;, I came to realised that the words I've been using at myself, saying to myself was all negative and harmful. The things that I've done to hurt myself, wasn't at all beneficial to solving the problem but instead simply made it worst.&lt;br /&gt;I understand the theory of thoughts leading to destiny and therefore I can control my emotions better now.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would be proud to say that I can control my thoughts better than before, which also means that my emotions can be controlled better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to add on, it've been getting more and more common for secondary school students to do silly stuffs to hurt themselves or end their lifes.&lt;br /&gt;I once search for a victim's blog after i saw the report on newspaper and I read her blog entries. Almost all of her entries were negative and sad to read. The words that we post on our blogs, are actually parts and parcels of the words we tell ourselves. With negatives thoughts, we'll end up doing negatives action. I truly hope that more students will come to realise this, that they have a choice of becoming who they are today. They all have a choice of what words they say to themselves. I therefore conclude this with, choice.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone are given a choice on how to lead their life, how they would like to think about themselves. Everything lies within you. It's a matter of how well you know yourself and what do you really want for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alright, so now that you know this stuff and know more about yourself.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;How can you improve yourself ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Take note of the words you tell yourself in your mind; Whatever we put into our minds, in whatever way, will influence our actions. That will lead to our habits and character, then to our destiny.&lt;br /&gt;I notice a trend in people who tends to be emotional, they would tend to say the word,'&lt;em&gt; Why?&lt;/em&gt;' to themselves often. ' &lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; ' is a negative word to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;When we ask ourselves the word ,' &lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; ', we'll tend to focus on our problem, mistakes and etc. This will just bring our whole emotion state down! There's no point of it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of asking the word, ' &lt;em&gt;Why &lt;/em&gt;', we can use the word ,' &lt;em&gt;How &lt;/em&gt;' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How can we solve the question?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How can I improve on the matter?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, we'll be focusing on how we can solve the problem instead of going back and thinking about how is there a problem.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few stuffs of things and theory that I've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make the choice to apply these stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;It's your life. Your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most decisive actions of our life ... are most often unconsidered actions.&lt;br /&gt;Decide wisely (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about the thoughts leading to destiny.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to go add stuffs to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everybody.&lt;br /&gt;I truly hope that this post will help you readers out there somehow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhenyu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596269739334063773-837046444913076507?l=alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/feeds/837046444913076507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-readers-i-just-created-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/837046444913076507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596269739334063773/posts/default/837046444913076507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alvaro--zhenyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-readers-i-just-created-this-blog.html' title='Thoughts leads to Destiny'/><author><name>ALVARO方振宇</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492293251516513899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLWPEkSj8ls/TudG-XiYIFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iml1FKNbaUg/s220/IMG_1624.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
