<?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-7284233544913050717</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:14:52.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As you enter . .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791963242269818546</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284233544913050717.post-507954468371432203</id><published>2008-03-30T19:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:06:13.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently bought quite a few English albums.&lt;br&gt;Was actually just hunting for Taylor Swift's album and those of Avril Lavigne. However, when searching in a music shop, i chanced upon Britney's "Black Out" and BOA's "The face". BOA's album was packaged horribly this time round . . Had the feeling that the songs were gonna be just as horrid . . I was right.. =(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aniway, The black out album was nice, really nice . . Britney's usual genre- dancing. . Keh! LOVED it! Even though she's in &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; situation .. Hah!! Avril's Let go and The best Damn Thing were rather nice too . . ( Yes yes, I know . . Don't give me the " Why din U buy them earlier?!? What day isit now? " look . . I'd totally smite u. . &gt;-&lt;)&lt;br&gt;Hmm, couldn't find any album of Taylor Swift . . Sad but it's alright . There's always a next time .&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;Well, in case you're thinking why I 'waste' money buying the albums when I can just download them for &lt;b&gt;FREE&lt;/b&gt;... I'll tell ya that if I like the singer and his/her songs alot, buying their album is a sure thing . If not, I'll just download them or get them from friends . . haa..&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;Alrighty! I'll get back to whatever I was doing . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284233544913050717-507954468371432203?l=doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/507954468371432203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284233544913050717&amp;postID=507954468371432203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/507954468371432203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/507954468371432203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/recently-bought-quite-few-english.html' title=''/><author><name>bradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791963242269818546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284233544913050717.post-4792734398193297091</id><published>2008-03-16T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:07:54.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Marilyn.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Play&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. No cheating.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How are you feeling today?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Against all odds - Westlife&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Any odds for me to be against?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Will you get far in life?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Going under - Evanescence&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Hmm, cya. I'm going under my bed to avoid this question.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do your friends see you?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I lay my love on you - Westlife&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I don't know. =(&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Will you get married?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Fool again - Westlife&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Of course!! I'll be the fool again, if I don't. Haha. =X&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your best friend’s theme song?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Still - BOA&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Still pondering over this question.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the story of your life?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: (don't) leave me alone - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Erm, the song title pretty much explains it all. C'mon let ya imagination run wild!!&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What was high school like?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Decision - Ayumi Hamsaki&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I've made my decision. That'll be to keep it a secret.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Can't lose what you never had - Westlife&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---That's all I've to say. &lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s the best thing about your friends?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Together when... - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---HA! Go on, end that answer for me!&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s in store for this weekend?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Somewhere I belong - Linkin Park&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---BOA looks kinda hairy ya know. O_o&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Describe your grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;A: Open your heart - Westlife&lt;br /&gt;---That's what they don't do.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How’s your life going?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Flying without wings - Westlife&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Yup, ready to crash any moment. Like an airplane.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Fallen - Evanescence&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Songs of a fallen nut? -.-&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How does the world see you?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Easier to run - Linkin Park&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---It's easier to run from this question, cuz it's just a post. Keh!&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Will you have a happy life?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Wei2 Yi4 - Wang2 Li4 Hom2 ( sorry . Duno howta type chinese here. )&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Na4 Shi4 Wo3 Wei2 Yi1 De4 Xi1 Wang4. ( the no.s are the han yu pin yin sound. )&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;A: Breaking the habit - Linkin Park&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Nah! M not attractive enough for people to lust after. ( Haha, low self-esteem. But I'll start breaking the habit of doing so! lol! )&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How can you make yourself happy?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Don't stay - Linkin Park&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I don't know. By not staying unhappy I guess.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What should you do with your life?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Innocent Sorrow - Abingdon boys sch&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Rid me self of all the innocent sorrow.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Will you ever have children?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Faint - Linkin Park&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I'll give a faint answer: I'm fine with either one.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What song would you strip to?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Lying from you - Linkin Park&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---In for a wild night?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What does your mum think of you?&lt;br /&gt;A: Figure. 09 - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;---( No Link )Hmm, let me ask ya. What does ya mum think of Ayumi Hamasaki? lol.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your deep, dark secret?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Winter Love - BOA&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I do have one. But it has nothing to do with Winter love.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Snow Kiss - Nirgilis&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Definitely not snow kiss. Umm,I don't even know who my enemy is. lol!&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What’s your personality like?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Silent Screamerz - BOA&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Seldom a silent screamer.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What song will be played at your wedding?&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Still - BOA&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I still think a wedding song should be played at my wedding.&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE TAGGED!&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader1&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader2&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader3&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader4&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader5&lt;/ br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284233544913050717-4792734398193297091?l=doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4792734398193297091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284233544913050717&amp;postID=4792734398193297091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/4792734398193297091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/4792734398193297091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-marilyn.html' title=''/><author><name>bradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791963242269818546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284233544913050717.post-2646781813277692194</id><published>2008-02-09T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T21:34:33.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;i&gt;APSIANS !!! WHAT IS YOUR PROFESSION !?!?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WUSS!! WUSS!! WUSS!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Lame? hehe . .&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, found that personality test rather interesting . . Hence, decided to do some other tests  . .&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=200 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Wrath Quotient: 34%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howmuchwrathdoyouhavequiz/wrath-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get really angry, but nothing out of the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you may wish someone harm, it's pretty unlikely that you'd actually do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchwrathdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Wrath Do You Have?&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/7284233544913050717-2646781813277692194?l=doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2646781813277692194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284233544913050717&amp;postID=2646781813277692194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/2646781813277692194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/2646781813277692194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/apsians-what-is-your-profession-wuss.html' title=''/><author><name>bradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791963242269818546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284233544913050717.post-8331561565115952947</id><published>2008-02-08T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T17:39:17.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There there, back in s'pore again . . CNY was rather fun this year . . Most of it came from playing dai dee and talking crap with my other cousins . . Don't ask me about fireworks . . The subject just makes my blood boil. . But it's alright, I understand how the adults feel. . . They have far surpassed the age of risk-taking in quest of thrills, which would spill out in ecstasy . .&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Aniway,after I finished posting on 6th feb, my bro came back from the army and slept . . He was realli tired . . All the washing and cleaning was done before making a beeline for my paternal grand's hs in m'sia, which we would have our reunion dinner at . . Upon reaching, we put our stuff in the room and started catching up with our cousins.. We talked about NS and all . . Soon after, they decided to play dai dee . .( But of course without money . . If not i'll term it as gambling, not playing.) Aniway, for the 2 days which I spent in m'sia, about 40% or rather 50% of the time was spent playing dai dee and bridge with them . . Damn fun!! We would like be shouting and shouting and making stupid remarks, or joking with those whom just learnt how to play it . . While playing, I shared about lots of stupid and retarded stuff that some ppl playing dai dee in viwawa.com would do . . and all of them started laughing and laughing like some fags on drugs . . LOL! Yeah, so wednesday was practically wasted away by playing dai dee to about 10 pm . Whereby, we watched american idol's audition . . and at 11 p.m we watched "face off" . . By the time the movie had ended, everyone was asleep . . So one of my cousins, Charles , and I headed down for some supper . . Heh, ate junk food and talked till about 2 a.m. Thereafter sleeping . . And oh yeah!! The Bah kwa ( if that's how it's spelt )right, I seriously have no idea as to y this one which was bought sucked so much . . I think my uncle bought some freaking cheapo bah kwa . . Haha!! But nvm, there was still the koropok ( not sure whether i've spelt this one accurately either ) to eat . .&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;On the 7th, I received the ang baos at 11 a.m. And after that, all my relatives wanted us to perform some styles which we learnt from martial arts . Cuz my bro and I learnt taekwondo and 2 of my other cousins learnt wu shu . . All are black belts . . So my relatives were like expecting stuff lah . . In my mind, i was like thinking: Diao, watching us do the styles very interesting meh? like wth lah . BWAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;BR&gt;But frankly speaking I think they wanted to see our styles becuz my dad performed his Tai Chi Quan, both Yang2 and Chen2 Jia1. .  dot dot . .&lt;br&gt; Aniway, my bro had to leave for his army camp at about 3p.m. cuz he had volunteered to do guard duty on 8th feb . . Some other cousins left for s'pore or visited their friends whom were in m'sia too . . So at night, all that was left were only 7 cousins . 1 of which left after dinner . . They were damn lame lah .  . Cuz we went to a restaurant to eat dinner and they had this rather nice desert and everyone had 1 piece, but there was an extra piece left and they were bargaining on hu will the one to eat it . . and in the end , they settled it by playing cai1 quan2 . . The overall incident which included the scene when Charles won and he purposely ate it in front of his bro in a disturbing manner was hilarious lah . .Haha! After dinner went back home . . Cuz it was like 10+pm so we decided to put fireworks . . But haix, just put abit and the adults make so much noise saying that police will come bla bla bla bla . . $#@% them man . . they seriously have issues lah . . HAHAHA! So we went in to bathe and crap around till like 1 am . . and everyone wenta sleep . . cuz my bro was in the army camp, charles could come slp in the place of my bro . . And we like talked to 6a.m in the morning . . like omg? heh, and during the talking , he was thirsty so he went down to drink stuff while I stayed in the room . . To my surprise he sorta like took 15mins or so before he came back . . and he told me that it was due to a cockroach the size of ur last finger, the "pinky", was flying around the stairs . .LOL!! damn freaking big lah . . k, shall not harp on it . . Yeah, so that's basically about it . . Don't have pics with me cuz I din take any . . It's all with my other cousins . .and oh yeah, secretly tried beer .  and it tasted like %$#@!!! hahaha!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Today,I had to wake up at 8.30 . . Cuz I had to go to my maternal grand's house in s'pore . . Pretty boring there . . No cousins, no nothing . . Haha . . Came back at about 3pm+ . . So, Here i am blogging!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Okok, that's all for today . . Still have to head back to my maternal grand's hs for dinner tonight . . *yawns*&lt;BR&gt;Boring sia . . Byes~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284233544913050717-8331561565115952947?l=doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8331561565115952947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284233544913050717&amp;postID=8331561565115952947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/8331561565115952947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/8331561565115952947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-there-back-in-spore-again.html' title=''/><author><name>bradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791963242269818546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284233544913050717.post-2975132832415900087</id><published>2008-02-06T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:54:01.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!! It's CNY eve !! Really looking forward to meeting my cousins . . Though i know that i'd be disppointed by it again . . But &lt;b&gt;NVM !!&lt;/b&gt; HAha!! Nthing much to say as it's still in the morning . . Jux finished packing my study table . . It doesn't look like my table now . .HAHA!! Guess you shuld know what that means. . But if you don't, fret not . . Cuz GOD din give ya brains for nthing . .So juz think a little deeper and it'll not be in vain. . *winks*&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Aniways, did this personality test quite sometime ago . . Well, this is the result :&lt;BR&gt;&lt;table width=100 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 8pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ENFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/enfp.gif" height="100" width="200"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverent, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're quite the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are quite the charmer. And you are definitely willing to risk your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often don't follow through with your flirting or professed feelings. And you do break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are driven but not a workaholic. You just always seem to enjoy what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: compassionate, unselfish, and understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: gushy, emotional, and unfocused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But to make things more interesting, I took the test another time. . This time, answering with stuff that I think I might ( Note, I used the word &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt;, not &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt;. . ) do instead and the personality turned out to be:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;table width=200 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ESFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/esfp.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are a smooth talker and incorrigible flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you get into relationships easily, you don't tend to stick around when times get tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do well in groups. You keep everyone laughing through difficult tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Capable, fair, and efficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, stubborn, and silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Haha, i would like to say wow? But either way, I don't really believe in such stuff . . HAH!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY CNY !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;C ya . . .&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284233544913050717-2975132832415900087?l=doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2975132832415900087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284233544913050717&amp;postID=2975132832415900087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/2975132832415900087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/2975132832415900087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay-its-cny-eve-really-looking-forward.html' title=''/><author><name>bradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791963242269818546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284233544913050717.post-1813065933432002953</id><published>2008-02-05T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:55:09.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappearance for what seemed like Eternity</title><content type='html'>Bradley's &lt;b&gt;BACK AND BLOGGING AGAIN ! !&lt;/b&gt; It would do you much good, if you were to not &lt;i&gt;harp&lt;/i&gt; on my disppearance . .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, &lt;b&gt;WITHOUT FURTHER DELAY AND MUCH ADO&lt;/b&gt;, I shall elaborate on the much anticipated events that have occurred since my 2nd semester in poly . .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I not sure where I should start . . Becuz, I can't really recall everything in detail -.-&lt;br&gt;Perhaps, I'll share about stuff starting from 2 weeks ago . .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 1st week:&lt;br&gt;The most significant incidence, would be that &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;She&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; caught my attention . . and soon after, a dreamy Bradley would be witnessed in poly . . I'll probably term it as &lt;i&gt;Puppy love&lt;/i&gt;! Losing my mind over her ( well, in a way ). .&lt;br&gt;Not sure which aspect of her attracts me . . I guess, it's her character and the way she talks? But haha, shan't harp on such issues . . All i can add would be that, a surge of happiness runs through me whenever we engage in a conversation . .( Jealous, aren't we? haha . .)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2nd week:&lt;br&gt;Infotech quiz was a terror . . It will always be . . Hmms, what other occurence took place during this week? &lt;b&gt;AHH! Yes!&lt;/b&gt; Found out to my joy that my debarment for IS modules were lifted !! ( Happy~ Happy~ Bradley is so happy~ ^^ )&lt;br&gt;Nearing the end of this week, an online Dai Dee game was introduced by Audrey . . Yes, the Angelic Audrey . . Or isit the &lt;s&gt;Atrocious&lt;/s&gt; Audrey? ( LOL . . Pls forgive me, i din mean to say that . . &gt;-&lt; )Haha! The game is not bad, the characters are rather unique . . Yeap, that'll conclude the 2nd week I hope . .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br&gt;Had APS quiz . . Trust me, i'm gonna score real poor this time . Heh! Din study much .. And at night, the atmosphere was tense within MSN Messenger. . &lt;i&gt;The swirling wind picked up some loose dirt and scattered it all over the distant park, where the sinister moon revealed dark shadows which lurked within it . . A scuffle ensued. . The victim was fighting tooth and nail to stay alive . .He struggled with all his might as the energy slowly drained from him . .  The leaves rustled as if to applaud! However, he was not about to throw in the towel ... ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;( HAHA! K, I was like crapping !! whatever it is, hope u enjoyed it! Even if it was just a little , tiny winy bit . . I'd be satisfied! Hees. .)&lt;br&gt;Hmm, I'll end that story with a quote which still came from me ( HAHA!! =P ): &lt;i&gt; Needless to say, a disregard for sensitivity is your forte . . May hysteria manifestate you in your upcoming tasks . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;Those hu knew what happened, will understand it . . Erm, for those poor beings who don't . . Well, all I can say is that juz live with it . . It ain't that important to u aniway . . Heh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; For today:&lt;br&gt; APS pract. was like omg . . Another test which i wouldn't be doing well again . . Haha, sad case . . Passed my info quiz ( Like PRAISE THE LORD ). . Ya, and here I am blogging . . Wahahax! Lame right ? Ok, dun give me that look . . It pretty much tells me all . . Dots!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To sum it all up: I still can't get her off my mind~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7284233544913050717-1813065933432002953?l=doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1813065933432002953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284233544913050717&amp;postID=1813065933432002953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/1813065933432002953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284233544913050717/posts/default/1813065933432002953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doorstepstomythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/disappearance-for-what-seemed-like.html' title='Disappearance for what seemed like Eternity'/><author><name>bradley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791963242269818546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
