<?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-3979615354693008076</id><updated>2011-07-28T02:53:34.388-07:00</updated><category term='cousins'/><category term='daily droppings'/><category term='school'/><category term='daily dropping'/><category term='family'/><category term='Love'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>beary happie life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-8306720713281974251</id><published>2010-01-17T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:31:36.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily droppings'/><title type='text'>school starts</title><content type='html'>school has started and i can already feel that i am not going to do well for psych and med soci. anyways, its gonna be a busy month with IHG going on cause that means we have to go down and support the matches and there has been some changes to takraw because TH exceeded their IVP cap so the sports directors are still discussing whether to rematch or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early today thinking i had to go for NHS realising that actually i wasnt in NHS so i went back to sleep. oh wells, i mean NHS sounds so interesting! going door to door doing health screening for people, it would have been a great experience heh but the early bird catches the worm i guess! no luck this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sense the staring eyes when i came late today, 干啦!&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome! anyways happie 21st angie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky tonight is super clear. can practically see the stars blinking in the cloudless sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs186.snc3/19377_287610226146_537871146_5048295_7182690_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights toodles, i shall procastinate my entry of new year resolution...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-8306720713281974251?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/8306720713281974251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/8306720713281974251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-starts.html' title='school starts'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-224412952831485642</id><published>2009-12-31T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:33:19.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i think that i never do enough, i think that i've let people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuM1IyE8P1M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuM1IyE8P1M&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;i love her songs last time and its been long since i've listened to her songs. i love the harmonica part of the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美好的 詞 / 曲: 許哲珮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們走過一整片日落&lt;br /&gt;就這樣牽著手一直走&lt;br /&gt;世界沒有 盡頭 有我&lt;br /&gt;感謝生命中美好的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩個人分享彼此感受&lt;br /&gt;全世界只有你最懂我&lt;br /&gt;你的眉頭 你的酒渦&lt;br /&gt;是我心裡最美好的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夏末的微風吹過我領口&lt;br /&gt;你還是擔心我受了寒風&lt;br /&gt;輕輕暖和我冰冷的雙手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你忘了你也怕冷&lt;br /&gt;卻只想到我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們走進彼此的生活&lt;br /&gt;希望能牽著手一直走&lt;br /&gt;世界沒有 盡頭 有我&lt;br /&gt;感謝生命中美好的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界盡頭 有你有我&lt;br /&gt;你是生命中最好的&lt;br /&gt;Category:  Music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-224412952831485642?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/224412952831485642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/224412952831485642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-think-that-i-never-do.html' title=''/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-7937089597486740233</id><published>2009-12-19T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:34:40.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>compassion</title><content type='html'>I came across this note from a medicine student on facebook. its written by a medicine prof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPASSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ago someone asked me "What is compassion?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good defination i found in the Wikipedia Encyclopediais"&lt;br /&gt;"Compassion is a profound human emotion promted by the pain of others more rigorous than empathy.. The feeling commonly give rise to an active desire to alleiate another s suffurings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first clinical lesson on compassion when I was a 3rd year student.. First day in the clinical ward, very proud in my white overall. We reported to the Orthopaedic Ward at SGH. Prof. D Gunn left a note for us, "Go and exam the patient in bed 22 and I'l join you all in 15 minutes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the bed, and what we saw was an extremely awful looking child. He was about 5 to 6 years old but the size of a 2 year old. His face was flattened the eyes were far on the sides The limbs were distorted and deformed. We just did not know where to begin. I am ashamed to say i was scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few moments later, Prof Gunn walked in and greeted: "GOOD MORNING!" and he lifted the child into his arms and give him a peck on the cheek, as if he was the beautiful child in the world.. And the child smiled.. Yes, the child smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment I felt totally ashamed of myself. How can i be a doctor if I cannot see the beauty in the distorted face of a child?&lt;br /&gt;When the tutorial was over, we were walking to the canteen..i realise i needed to go back. I told my friends to go on and went back to the bed of that child. I garnered all my courage and lifted the child into my arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the child smiled.. The child SMILED.. A distorted but beautiful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child was so lonely and hungry for care and love. Many people were reluctant to handle him because of the abnormal features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I cannot remember the tutourial on Aperts Tetralogy. But I remember the lesson on COMPASSION - FROM A GIANT OF A MAN WHO FIND BEAUTY IN ALL PATIENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we must learn from every one of our tutors, teachers, nurses, patients, and the ordinary health care worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses and my patients have taught me many things in life. "In life one never stops learning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Prof. Low Cheng Hock&lt;br /&gt;Edited by Jonathan Kwong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-7937089597486740233?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/7937089597486740233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/7937089597486740233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/12/compassion.html' title='compassion'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-7671703068261255195</id><published>2009-12-16T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:35:36.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily dropping'/><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i just stand down there thinking about what i can do to help these people. I feel so helpless at times and feel so tied down when there are skills to be cleared. It forces you to become so task orientated that sometimes we neglect the basic care for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright tmr pm shift. nights world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: thanks zl, let's bite tight teeth root! it will be over soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-7671703068261255195?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/7671703068261255195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/7671703068261255195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/12/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-3171327862561939803</id><published>2009-12-13T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:37:10.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily droppings'/><title type='text'>blog post</title><content type='html'>我羡慕那些假期能够出国的人。我也很想出国啊，因为当你身边的人都出国而只剩下自己一个人真的是很sian的。&lt;br /&gt;希望朋友们都玩得快乐（：而我只好乖乖的留在这里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个星期的实习一转眼就过了，真的很累。每天站八个小时真的不容易，但是我觉得在这整个星期里，我没有机会练习到那些应该练习的skills。我只剩下一个星期了，还有sepak training因为IHG要到了，真的是zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我累了，晚安。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-3171327862561939803?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/3171327862561939803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/3171327862561939803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='blog post'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-5504017022364345285</id><published>2009-12-07T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:38:46.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think abt it</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v696/bearxiangz/Screenshot2009-12-07atAM021321.png?t=1260123338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcDaUtOOb9k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcDaUtOOb9k&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;一朵云能载多少思念的寄托&lt;br /&gt;在忽然相遇的街头&lt;br /&gt;当我们擦身而过 那短短一秒钟 &lt;br /&gt;都明白 什么都变了&lt;br /&gt;一转身谁能把感慨抛在脑后&lt;br /&gt;在事过境迁以后 &lt;br /&gt;这感情就算曾经 刻骨且铭心过 &lt;br /&gt;过去了 又改变什么 &lt;br /&gt;地球它又 公转几周了&lt;br /&gt;我不难过了 甚至真心希望你能幸福&lt;br /&gt;当我了解你只活在记忆里头&lt;br /&gt;我不恨你了 甚至原谅你的残忍理由&lt;br /&gt;当我了解不爱了 连回忆 都是负荷&lt;br /&gt;浓情爱恋 都已陌生了&lt;br /&gt;我不难过了 甚至真心希望你能幸福&lt;br /&gt;当我了解你只活在记忆里头&lt;br /&gt;我不恨你了 甚至感谢这样不期而遇&lt;br /&gt;当我从你眼中发现我已是 陌生人 &lt;br /&gt;我已是 陌生人了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-5504017022364345285?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/5504017022364345285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/5504017022364345285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/12/think-abt-it.html' title='think abt it'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-5311759425364663316</id><published>2009-11-29T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:40:05.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我很难过。因为每当我想约表弟表妹出去看电影的时候，我的母亲大人一定会阻止我，叫我不要在organise outing了。这些话听起来真刺耳。我已经快绝望了。我就像中间人，想挽留这份亲情，可惜的是但是不是每个人珍惜这份亲情。他们大人之间的恩怨不知不觉的影响到我们。我多怀念以前的日子，一起出国，一起看戏。我多希望写封信给阿妈，告诉她我是多么的难过因为我已经跟表弟表妹慢慢的疏远了；五姨半夜起来哭因为这所谓的家，已经散了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲情是无价的，是用一生的血汗钱也买不回来的。那为什么大人不要好好珍惜呢。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-5311759425364663316?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/5311759425364663316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/5311759425364663316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/11/organise-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-1152189319687817809</id><published>2009-11-28T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:40:53.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>blog post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs075.snc3/14266_193694916146_537871146_4401199_734750_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结束十页的笔记 记不住那一种感觉&lt;br /&gt;桌上烦人的考题 怎么算也都是无解&lt;br /&gt;谁了解我 救得了我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空气里有个声音 偷偷说你没有用&lt;br /&gt;你关心我的最近 说你也有同样心情&lt;br /&gt;面对这类的问题 我们总是没有心力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;钟声响起 怎么继续&lt;br /&gt;我跳不出相同逻辑&lt;br /&gt;不断追着我 整个学期&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有意外一直重来&lt;br /&gt;也许真的还是一样的难&lt;br /&gt;说过的那些话还是不明白&lt;br /&gt;在谍对谍之间徘徊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有意外又要重来&lt;br /&gt;只好在图书馆找回一点浪漫&lt;br /&gt;幽默的安慰着我然后笑着说&lt;br /&gt;可能是&lt;br /&gt;寂寞它考倒了我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是以外 我好想重来&lt;br /&gt;只好在图书馆找回一点浪漫&lt;br /&gt;幽默的安慰着我然后笑着说&lt;br /&gt;就让我&lt;br /&gt;寂寞考寂寞的过&lt;br /&gt;寂寞的过&lt;br /&gt;寂寞它考倒了我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结束十页的笔记 寂寞还在我身边&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-1152189319687817809?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/1152189319687817809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/1152189319687817809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='blog post'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-4353976948951872767</id><published>2009-11-28T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:51:26.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily dropping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>what is love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n4BQ5UmTg7o/SxAsrRnoA_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZazcZ8txW1k/s1600/heart-sings-of-love.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n4BQ5UmTg7o/SxAsrRnoA_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZazcZ8txW1k/s400/heart-sings-of-love.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408872274447565810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does missing the person means that u love the person?&lt;br /&gt;does feeling jealous when people are nice to her means that u love the person?&lt;br /&gt;does shy and not knowing what to say means that u love the person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am just very nice. i said before that if my good friend likes the same girl i like, i would definitely not fight with him for the girl cause it will probably end our friendship, that is just one of my principles and i know it also means that i dun like that girl enough but i think thats not true cause i still like the girl but i hope that she can have someone better always. but then again isnt love suppose to be selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is love, my wise ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-4353976948951872767?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/4353976948951872767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/4353976948951872767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-love.html' title='what is love'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n4BQ5UmTg7o/SxAsrRnoA_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZazcZ8txW1k/s72-c/heart-sings-of-love.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-5783281329933866048</id><published>2009-11-24T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:44:03.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily dropping'/><title type='text'>4 more to go</title><content type='html'>today marks the end of the first paper and i seriously think that it sucked. i mean i just couldn't remember some of the tiny details that were tested and they were details that i srsly didnt think it would come out. arrrh! it's the paper that i hope to get a good grade and now its gone. gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am into the state of cuiness to the max liao. freaking no motivation to study hahas, too nua. i just got my posting for sgh and there's this inertia in me like somehow its great that i am not in ward 46 cause there isnt posting to 46 this sem but then again, the people that i am posted with aint people that i really know, not that i am close to alot of people in nursing zzz but at least i tot i could be in the same ward as like angie or imran, but oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-5783281329933866048?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/5783281329933866048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/5783281329933866048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-more-to-go.html' title='4 more to go'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-4386521398860255741</id><published>2009-11-21T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:47:27.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>meals</title><content type='html'>i was looking at the hall stay receipts and i realise the meals in hall actually cost alot and i feel bad for not eating ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-4386521398860255741?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/4386521398860255741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/4386521398860255741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/11/meals.html' title='meals'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979615354693008076.post-8592916715435020187</id><published>2009-11-21T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:50:32.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily droppings'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs008.snc3/11545_208005636146_537871146_4553838_6864993_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this is not the last time we will be seeing each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3979615354693008076-8592916715435020187?l=bearx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/8592916715435020187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3979615354693008076/posts/default/8592916715435020187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearx.blogspot.com/2009/11/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>bEar growls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820266779913204375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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