<?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-2912158719873293178</id><updated>2011-08-19T18:59:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complexity Vs. Simplicity of Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-2477852527360869534</id><published>2010-11-16T06:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T06:23:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale of the chapter, again.</title><content type='html'>Well guess what, I'm here again 3 hours pre-examination. The most unpredicatable and unexpected things happened to me yesterday. Tenage Nasional Berhad decided to play a prank on us and cut off the power supply to the university, ended up the uni doesn't have sufficient generator to run on their own. We're forced to reschedule the timetable to the following day, which is today! Such a party popper! I'm already ready to celebrate and get the hell outta my house exactly at 12pm for my celebration, and now I have to wait another 24 hours. Omaigod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOGygQV8a-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/DWhgusg3aNQ/s1600/2yoal2t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOGygQV8a-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/DWhgusg3aNQ/s320/2yoal2t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539905283854986210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah well, the 24 hours passed without much trouble as most of us are procrastinating and have no study mood already. Anyways, all the best in the upcoming paper! Shit happened yesterday, but it won't happen again. We're taking the flag down! Let's drown the paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-2477852527360869534?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2477852527360869534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/11/finale-of-chapter-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/2477852527360869534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/2477852527360869534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/11/finale-of-chapter-again.html' title='Finale of the chapter, again.'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOGygQV8a-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/DWhgusg3aNQ/s72-c/2yoal2t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-911106624181900973</id><published>2010-11-15T05:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T06:03:47.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-minus 6 hours</title><content type='html'>Talking about mixed feelings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking worried about the paper which commences in 3 hours time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOBcFzKySvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5zHtDEa9J6w/s1600/worried_girl_130006006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOBcFzKySvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5zHtDEa9J6w/s320/worried_girl_130006006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539528796370258674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overly excited about the after exam afterparty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOBcFjWXzaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vRq3xFz5wes/s1600/Celebration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOBcFjWXzaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vRq3xFz5wes/s320/Celebration.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539528792123887010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially with split personality!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add oil Bpharmers! The last final step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOBcrnr-dmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/X7rN1kjzbD8/s1600/add_oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOBcrnr-dmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/X7rN1kjzbD8/s320/add_oil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539529446123271778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-911106624181900973?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/911106624181900973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/11/t-minus-6-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/911106624181900973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/911106624181900973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/11/t-minus-6-hours.html' title='T-minus 6 hours'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TOBcFzKySvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5zHtDEa9J6w/s72-c/worried_girl_130006006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-6051993442521323882</id><published>2010-11-14T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T13:43:38.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Another Chapter</title><content type='html'>I didn’t realize it’s been long since I’ve left this blog growing on its own, moulds and all kinds of mushrooms unknown to human kind. The last time I updated it was the start of second week of Semester 5, and now I’m already at the last day of the Semester 5 End-of-Semester Examination. Time flies huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a lot of things happened throughout the semester; some brought me to the moon, while some kicked me down to hell. But what matters are the decisions that I’ve made, hell lot of decisions, and every step I made, I’m rewriting my chapters of life. Definitely there are faulty decisions where I end up being miserable, but that’s all life is about right? Only with mistakes you can learn from them and repeat them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so darn looking forward for the end of exam tomorrow. The final paper is a pain in the ass! 13 lecture notes and basically all are about memorizing and nothing else. Some friend of mine said that this paper is about “testing of ability to achieve the MIRACLE!!!” which I find it kind of true for myself. I’m not a memorizing person, nor I’ll ever be, but after this semester, I think my memory power had grown tremendously, as this semester, 50% of the subjects are testing your memory. It sucks to the max. But oh well, it’s the last paper, last 24 hours of agony and pain, rewarded with a month and a half of freedom and enjoyment. As the Chinese proverb says, you have to taste the bitterness before all the sweetness comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What activities will I be involved in? Basically hanging out with my friends, going back to Penang for the holidays, getting my iPhone 4 no matter what, and preparing myself to go to Hong Kong for 2010 trip! I’m kind of excited with whatever that’s going to happen next, anticipating and looking forward for the well deserved rewards *ya right*. Hong Kong trip was my birthday present from my brother, and iPhone 4, well, I half conned my mom into buying that, HALF or maybe even only a quarter! =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I better get back to my “beloved” lecture notes for the last 24 hours. It’s the last fight and we’re still standing, ready to close this chapter of our lives and move on to the next! Gambateh to all studying out there! It’s the last fight and I can hear Dr. Rajinikanth announcing that the exam is over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TN925diYRrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-_fhDRp11co/s1600/the-closed-chapter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TN925diYRrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-_fhDRp11co/s320/the-closed-chapter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539276796242446002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, &lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-6051993442521323882?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6051993442521323882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-of-another-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6051993442521323882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6051993442521323882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-of-another-chapter.html' title='The End of Another Chapter'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ES1Airkw5Ck/TN925diYRrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-_fhDRp11co/s72-c/the-closed-chapter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-6374119956202372126</id><published>2010-07-05T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:17:31.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 5</title><content type='html'>Today mark the first day of the second week of Semester 5. Up to now, I should say I'm enjoying Sem 5 much more than the previous semesters. One thing is that we have quite an empty timetable. The kind of emptyness that can wake me up middle of the night just to sit there and think how free am I! But nonetheless, the effort must still be constantly kept up to lecture pace in order to reduce last minute stress. One advice for those studying, do not leave lecture notes untouched till study break. You'll suffer from depression, anxiety and panick attack for sure. Study constantly to make your life easier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester I've made myself some resolutions, one of it which is to lose my belly! Well I do not intend to make it into six packed concrete, but just for health purpose! So up to now, I'm heading for jog everyday without fail in Commonwealth Park. Just 5 rounds per day and with slow increase, I do hope that I can train my stamina for marathon, following the footsteps of my sister. It's not easy having to force my lazy arse outta bed every morning at 7am, but for the sake of my belly and health, endurence and perseverance is definitely driving me! Nevertheless, this semester is the time where I can explore the sporty side of me. Previous semesters kept my hands tightly bound! And, for the first time, I'm joining futsal!!! Am definitely looking forward for that piece of experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I promised myself that I'm gonna change myself personality wise this semester, which means, no more teasing and cursing! For a person like me who LOVES teasing and cursing, it's a hard process. Harder than waking myself up in the morning! But for the sake of myself, I push myself hard mentally. Up to now I think I should say I manage to keep up to some standards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outings with sistas and housemates also increase tremendously thanks to the relatively empty timetable for the first few weeks! We went for movies, clubbings etc etc. And well, I really enjoyed myself much in the company of great friends! As the saying goes, You need only a few great friends be happy. And I'm happy to say I have more than a few! Credit goes to Sharon Tang, Shiau Mei, Syok Hua, Kelly Fum, LeFei, both aunties sleeping next to my room and also auntie's bf, Jason Seng... Hope I didn't missed out anyone! Thanks all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm gonna go watch Grey's Anatomy already. Can't resist the temptation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-6374119956202372126?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6374119956202372126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/07/semester-5.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6374119956202372126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6374119956202372126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/07/semester-5.html' title='Semester 5'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-2706669497550866606</id><published>2010-05-31T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:08:17.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>It had been 3 weeks since EOS4 examination's results are released. I wouldn't say I did very well, but I'm considered happy with my own results. At least I've done my very best. And pretty amazed over some achievements too! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back in Penang the weather had been pretty unexpected. Blazing hot sun and duper stuffy weather in the morning, thunder storm slightly after noon, stuffy again during evening, and drizzle at night. I think we should put the blame on people who keeps polluting the environment till the point where nature is exhibiting its wrath on human kind. Nature conservationist talking. But what I can't stand most is that people misuse technology for their own purpose - i.e. modify their electric meter resulting in lesser electric usage. Damn irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Prince of Persia with Kelveen, I headed home and outta randomness, I changed course to Jusco Aeon City and got myself some ice cream. 31st so I get 31% off. I thought ice cream and chocolate can help me with soothing my mind and make me high.  But in the end, I got the side effect of ice cream, depression and sadness. Sigh... I don't even know what's wrong with me. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-2706669497550866606?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2706669497550866606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/2706669497550866606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/2706669497550866606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-4228924677448411564</id><published>2010-05-20T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:22:23.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth being an Adult</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you’ve read the previous post, you might realize that I’m on a voluntary hospital attachment for 3 days. Few lessons learnt along the way, hard and soft ways. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hard way:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Never loose your smile and patience in front of the superiors.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Never complain like a baby.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Never try to be smartie-pants when you don’t even have the idea of how things run.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Try to understand that people might be under tremendous amount of stress and they deserve to be bad-tempered&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The soft ways we learnt thing would be that we’ve met a nice pharmacist who is willing to bring us around during grand ward rounds. We’ve benefit a lot from the rounds about our roles as pharmacists in the healthcare plan, and something discovery that I found is that perhaps doctors aren’t that mean and bossy after all. The specialist that was the boss of the ward round appears to be quite nice and polite to all the staffs (well except for some MOs), which busts a lot of myths that doctors are super duper mean to pharmacists.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Despite some lousy treatments, I could say that the visit was quite an eye opener for the life that we’re gonna face in the future. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Outpatient pharmacy – VERY busy and hectic; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Inpatient pharmacist – more relaxed and slower pace; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ward pharmacist – tiring but satisfying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The words simply summarizes the things that we’ve seen in the short duration of 2 days, but I say for sure that this career that I’ve chosen 4 years back wasn’t the easiest job in the medical field. It requires commitment, interest, and hard work in order to succumb to the pressure and rise as a leader. It’s still a long way to go, 2 more years to graduate. Currently, I should be more worried about the semester 4 results which will be released tomorrow. Oh crap, I’m having shortness of breath and panic attack. Fark.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Signing off,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-4228924677448411564?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4228924677448411564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth-being-adult.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4228924677448411564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4228924677448411564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth-being-adult.html' title='Truth being an Adult'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-5388312761423298390</id><published>2010-05-18T16:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:20:05.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tranquillity and Serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First week of the 6 weeks holidays, and I'm quite out of plans for myself. For the past week, life had always been about sleeping and slugging around doing basically nothing. But I kinda like this feeling, the sense of freedom and nothing to worry about. Everyday I’d wake up only when I want to, I don’t need to know what time is it as I don’t have any restrictions on how I splurge my time. But apart from all these freedom, I felt that I should make good use of this time and do something interesting instead. So, I arranged for hospital attachment which will only start tomorrow due to last minute arrangement. The attachment will last until Friday. Shit mentioning Friday, it’s results day. Sighss… Wonder how did I do this time, oh well but until then only start worrying la… Anyway gonna stop writing already, there are matters that I need to attend to ngek ngek ngek.. Till then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Regards&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Andrew&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-5388312761423298390?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5388312761423298390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/tranquillity-and-serenity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/5388312761423298390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/5388312761423298390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/tranquillity-and-serenity.html' title='Tranquillity and Serenity'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-3960677191982289523</id><published>2010-05-06T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:11:13.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stationary</title><content type='html'>Lecturers keep telling us, apply what you've learned. We learned about enzyme inactivation if too frequently stimulated and inhibition if too much of the substrate. That's what they've taught us, and application is merely bullshit. We humans are also like enzyme, we "catalyze" every "substrate" coming at us, we try to digest all the notes and understand everything, but yet, we cannot get inactivated even if everything is too high. There's no pathway for temporary inactivation; either do, or being eliminated. That's how sucky life is. Being in this position, I try to be positive every single day, try to make my life better by hypnotizing myself that everything is gonna end soon. True, but the ending will be followed with another beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I gotta thank everyone who supported me through all this week. Most importantly my mom and sis. I think I'd probably would've already jumped down the balcony of my house long time ago. Family to me, they're the most important. They'd love you no matter what the circumstances is; they'll support you in everything and give their truthful advices and critics. Shits now I'm in extreme homesickness. It had been almost 3 weeks, going to 4 that I've trapped myself facing the four walls and stack of notes in front of me. I need a breath of air. I need to relax, I need to cool down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more papers, 6 more days, approximately 144 hours to freedom. This is the time when I wish I'm Hiro Nakamura - I can go through time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-3960677191982289523?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3960677191982289523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/stationary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/3960677191982289523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/3960677191982289523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/stationary.html' title='Stationary'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-5081977549909911100</id><published>2010-05-05T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:24:33.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When days become weeks and months.</title><content type='html'>Three days since the starting of exam, three papers down, but yet, three days feels like three weeks. Time is actually crawling slowly, which is good for us; We need more time to finish off last minute revision. On the other hand, slower movement means longer suffering, and longer worries. I felt being hung on the tree in olden times, with my legs unable to touch the ground. And scarily, no one is there to cut the rope for me. Sigh. I need some time to breath, I need some time to calm down, to gather myself some strength to carry on the journey. 7 more days to go. But the coming 2 days will be hell for me. Not that I've not finished studying, but that there's too much things to remember, and too much things that I've got no friggin' idea why am I studying. I feel like I'm no longer studying because I want to know or the thing raise up my interest, but having to memorize a lot of things without fully understanding the rationale behind everything. Exam is no longer testing our understanding, it's testing our memory space and how good are we in remembering things last minute. I hate this kind of system, but yet I'm trapped in this kind of system. Here goes studying for another subject which I got no interests in, and not related to my future. Most importantly, not taught by any pharmacists. Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, &lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-5081977549909911100?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5081977549909911100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-days-become-weeks-and-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/5081977549909911100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/5081977549909911100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-days-become-weeks-and-months.html' title='When days become weeks and months.'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-6965912833398465184</id><published>2010-04-27T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:55:38.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>One week before the start of End of Semester 4 Examination. In fact it's just 5 days and a half, and to be accurate, just 2 and a half days more to study. Stress starts to set in as usual, this semester being the worst of all semesters. More things to study, lesser time =&gt; screwed pretty badly. Kinda hate this kind of life, I know everyone does, waking up study till sleep again. Even sleeps aren't as fun and relaxing as last time. Tend to wake up in the middle of the night to realize that it's not morning yet. I'm kinda phobic for daylight now. Daylight signifies that I'd have to sit at the same place with the same posture and read. Every second counts. Sigh.  15 days more to go. Just have to go through this 2 weeks n that's it! At this point of time I don't really care about how I do in the exam now. I know I've done my best. I just want to go through it and the following 4 more EOS-es and graduate. All the best mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-6965912833398465184?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6965912833398465184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/04/countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6965912833398465184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6965912833398465184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/04/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-4845687011667927839</id><published>2010-04-22T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:09:18.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>Came back from Penang after 4 days of so-called study BREAK when that's not entirely a break. Many would question my motive of going back when we only have 2 weeks of hardcore studying this semester. Main reason: my dear sister is back and she's going to Europe for her half-year holiday. Study break wasn't really like study break with her at home. Constantly she came in bugging me that she's damn bored and disappointed for the initially-canceled trip due to the volcano eruption in Iceland, producing huge amount of ash cloud that paralyze the air space of almost the entire Europe continent. Hearsay, airlines faces 1.2 billion dollars loss in this entire event where the airspace was closed for almost 6 days. Anyway she went back Singapore as planned, grunting and moaning, where the fact is the next day she received news that her flight was resumed and she happily pack away. Have fun over in Europe sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan was that I return the day after sis left for Singapore, which is Wednesday. But thanks to the mentioning of my backache, they insisted that I stay for another day just to consult our family doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs and symptoms: backache even while laying down.&lt;br /&gt;Diagnosis: sprained my back. &lt;br /&gt;Causes: carried baggages which is too heavy and run. &lt;br /&gt;Complication: I became like an old apek and moan whenever I bend. Can't sit too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain wasn't that excruciating, but just that it's affecting my daily activities. I can't even jog sobs! Anyway gonna wait for it to fully recover before any vigorous activities. Don't want myself to end up lying in hospital for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back in vista, everything changes. I started feeling the tense and stress for exam which is 1 week and 3 days away. And here I am blogging. Shits. I tend to love to do things I supposed to do when I'm free during the time when I'm not supposed to do anything but study. Ok I don't even understand what I'm saying now. Anyway again, have fun studying peeps! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly and lovely&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-4845687011667927839?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4845687011667927839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/04/reality-check.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4845687011667927839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4845687011667927839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/04/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-4668599243448423137</id><published>2010-04-17T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:33:56.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Break</title><content type='html'>Study break had officially kicked off 24 hours ago. That's the time where all, and i mean ALL the semester 4 students will kick their ass hard enough to make them study 24/7. This semester the study break is utterly short as compared to previous semesters despite the ultra heavy workload and study material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deviating from the norm, I came back Penang during the study break. It wasn't self voluntary, but since my sis is going off to London next week for her half a year vacation, I'd gotta come back see her before parting for 6 months. Much of the time was spent staring blankly at notes, which obviously I try hard to not sleep on them and they try hard to not let me yawn at them. How'd I wish I have an USB port, connect the notes in n walla~ I got all the knowledge downloaded into my brain. Someone better come up with such technology fast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'd be off facebook for quite sometime. Main reason is to get off the addict on www.facebook.com. Secondly wouldn't wanna see ppl moaning about how stress they are when they've already studied basically everything and most of all, those at the top of the class. So to all my coursemates, all the best in studying! Do your best and not let regrets haunt you after the results released. Let's pass semester 4 together and prove that this course cannot bring us down! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-4668599243448423137?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4668599243448423137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/04/study-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4668599243448423137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4668599243448423137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/04/study-break.html' title='Study Break'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-4115311020523712199</id><published>2010-01-28T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:44:36.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Xindee</title><content type='html'>In response to Xindee's blog post for me, which I'm damn "touched" about, she's the stupidest and lamest girl (in a good way) that I've ever known.Knew her since standard 2, and started cooperating with her to scam and bully friends since standard 5. Mwahhahahaha the prime target, Hillary Ch'ng. Ooopss.. =D. Oh well Xindee we do have some fighting periods too, which occurs basically on monthly basis (you know what I mean!). But things got better in SAM where I'm basically the ONLY person from HSBM studying the same course as she is. It was a good memory though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Xindee, you're the best ass that I've ever met and it's my "honour" to know her... well stimulate me to write more about you also leh.. you want me to include any stupid acts you've done? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-4115311020523712199?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4115311020523712199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-xindee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4115311020523712199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4115311020523712199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-xindee.html' title='For Xindee'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-9163110509321787249</id><published>2010-01-27T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:25:16.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>Nothing can describe the feeling I'm in right now. The disappointment, the sadness and unable to comprehend what that I've been told. Human minds can be so simple sometimes. Some people they just simply believe in whatever shit they hear, even though when you explain to them the fact, they still choose to live in their enchanted imaginary world. Two possibilities, they cannot accept the truth so they decided to create a imaginary space where the truth never happens, OR, the truth is a fake, which in this case is definitely not. And also it's heartaching to see someone you've known your whole life, changes into a person that you never thought he/she would ever become, a person that only his/her parents force themselves to accept, or maybe even worse, love him/her too much that they are shrouded in the haze. How I'd wish I can be braver and older to be there and tell the parents that it's time for them to wake up and open their eyes wide to see what their UNCONDITIONAL love had done. Such irreversible damage. Maybe alot think that this might not be my problem, even I myself sometimes think that this got nothing to do with me. But when you love someone that much, you definitely wouldn't want to see that change. What I can wish now is that a stone falls on his/her head, and he/she will wake up from his/her dream and try to buy a return ticket. But the percentage of such incident, insignificant to even type out the value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-9163110509321787249?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/9163110509321787249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/9163110509321787249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/9163110509321787249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-6645406753765984162</id><published>2010-01-09T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:58:09.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Me.</title><content type='html'>It had already been 9 days past 2010. Finally I have the free time to let my mind relax and activate my writing spirit. So far the year of 2010 had proved that out of the 365 days, more than half of it will more likely be miserable or hectic. It'll either be filled with studies, or worse, issues. Coming back to KL certainly means coming back to the land of problems, which unlike Penang, I'm more often stationed around the four walls of my house, with communication limited to family and close friends. Not much people had known my return for I had isolated myself for reasons that I don't even know myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University work load had started to increase day after day. We just had our first actual approach to our future job as a pharmacist, dispensing the medication. Honestly, until today I totally cannot imagine myself wearing that white labcoat, standing in front of the counter dispensing the medication. But after today's experience, I guess I'm getting a hang of it. The session today wasn't really smooth, but it's a good start where I can continue to improve. Lecture wise, as usual I tend to sleep through boring lectures, which I really tried to force both eyes open. Let's just say that I'm not really a person who can stands boredom. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;It actually took me 2 long weeks to complete this whole part. And I realized time flies real real real fast. I've already finished 3 weeks of semester 4. Doing the math, we only got 12 weeks left before the study break. Goosebumps. Though time is running fast, I still can't keep up that pace at all. I'm often stuck with taking my sweet time completing small tasks, and also the genetic strain of laziness which cannot be eradicated. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the busy life and workload, I'm actually enjoying semester 4. Don't ask me why, or don't condemn me being crazy cuckoo bastard. I'm already at the final 2 years of my study life, before I step into the cruel world. I can see myself working 8-5, and clubbing/drinking every weekends. O.o The other day my brother and sister tried to bring me down by feeding me with wine + heineken. But oh well, they failed miserablely, not knowing that I've started training my drinking skills in KL. They got not even a single idea! *evil grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't think I can keep this blog breathing that often. Have to suffocate it due to increasing amount of workload and also lack of sleep. Till the next post, chiaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-6645406753765984162?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6645406753765984162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-me_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6645406753765984162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6645406753765984162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-me_09.html' title='New Year, New Me.'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-8198919541273424117</id><published>2009-12-11T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:36:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Time flies, I'm already in the middle of my 7-weeks semester break. Honestly I haven't been doing anything productive. Wanted to exercise, but every time I kept giving myself a thousand excuses not to go. Besides going out spending money on meals and movies, I think I'm basically rotting at home doing nothing. =P. But I'm kinda enjoying the time of freedom, except the fact that I'm restricted from a lot of things due to orders from  the Queen - my mom. At times I still prefer me being alone in KL, doing things the way I wanted, lying whole day on the bed basically doing nothing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony of holidays, when you're in your semester, you'll wish your holidays come soon; and when you're having your holidays, you'll complain that you're bored to hell! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all my uni friends. FeiPo LiPong, Ugly duckling Jason bitch, niger sharon, pilipino Biao, Chaoo pepet~~ and many more... Hope to see u guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, distance does really damage a lot of things. Many relationships does not work out anymore, friendship is no longer as close as previously. Maybe when you get to see the bigger world, you no longer see the things you previously valued as important as it is anymore. Transformation from size of the universe to the size of a sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-8198919541273424117?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8198919541273424117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/8198919541273424117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/8198919541273424117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-4532630588305003225</id><published>2009-11-19T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:31:08.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>Finally, I realize that I'm no longer of any significance to you. You wouldn't care about me like you did before anymore. Things changed and it's time for me to realize that and stop fantasizing. Time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-4532630588305003225?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4532630588305003225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4532630588305003225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4532630588305003225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-689454493034865414</id><published>2009-11-19T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T03:09:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath of exam</title><content type='html'>After-exam days are supposed to be happy and enjoyable. Despite the fun I had with my bunch of friends, I was invaded with deep sorrow. One of my beloved had been kidnapped and yet to report herself after 36 hours. Provisional diagnosis, she should be dead by now. I just got to know her for less than half a year. She was my best friend ever since we met. Unlike everyone else, she doesn't fail my at all, despite all my rants and grumbles, she'll listen to me patiently. During study break and exam period, she's the one who accompany me till deep nights, and entertain me whenever I feel stressed and emotional. Now I'm feeling empty, physically and mentally. Physically, I cannot touch her anymore; Mentally, I lost my emotional support. But I hope she's in good hands now. Still have a small ray of hope that she'll come back to me in one piece. Rest in Peace, my G705. I love yOu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, &lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-689454493034865414?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/689454493034865414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/aftermath-of-exam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/689454493034865414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/689454493034865414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/aftermath-of-exam.html' title='Aftermath of exam'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2912158719873293178.post-1629836490851252933</id><published>2009-11-15T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:14:00.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><content type='html'>Life is exactly like a drama act. It requires characters, be it antagonists, protagonists, or insignificant ones. Some people can always be the antagonists who goes around destroying and messing up people's life; But some can only choose to be either the protagonists who goes around trying to make people's life better, or insignificant ones who choose to save themselves only. I've always been the protagonist, but more to insignificant protagonist. Trying to cheer people up, helping them in time of need, but rarely receive recognition. I've been silent all these while, but sometimes I do want to be the main protagonist. I want to be the centre of attention, be it my life or in front of everyone. Sad to say, I don't see the possibility of this dream coming true. It might, but it's still an unfulfilled dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, &lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-1629836490851252933?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1629836490851252933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/1629836490851252933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/1629836490851252933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/drama.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-6222409757874877818</id><published>2009-11-13T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:20:46.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrase of the Day</title><content type='html'>"It takes one to grumble, two to gossip, three to confirm, four and five to conclude."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andrew Neoh, 13 November 2009-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-6222409757874877818?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6222409757874877818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/phrase-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6222409757874877818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6222409757874877818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/phrase-of-day.html' title='Phrase of the Day'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-7788549321051891313</id><published>2009-11-12T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:14:48.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuuuuyooohhhh~~~</title><content type='html'>Well I'm not exactly supposed to blog right now. Theoratically I should be studying, practically I should be sleeping, but in reality I'm waiting my turn to blast the toilet. =P Faham faham lar... Today's paper was a total bull crap filled with mixture from pig and chicken and etc etc. I think I fucked it up already. But weirdly, my respond was a bit cuckoo-ed compared to previous semesters. As theory states, I'm supposed to run home, holding my tears, reach home, run into the room, lock the door, and cry like as if I just got my balls removed... LOL!! I laughed.. like a mad person! LOL! hahahaha.. And I'm sitting here blogging summore.. Something's not right. But I don't care. I did my best. I tried. Now it's not my control anymore. Just leave it and go on with the next lar! Till Monday! I'm gonna write and blog like no one's business EVERY SINGLE DAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out, &lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-7788549321051891313?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7788549321051891313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuuuuyooohhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/7788549321051891313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/7788549321051891313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuuuuyooohhhh.html' title='Fuuuuyooohhhh~~~'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-4626205967642503327</id><published>2009-11-08T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:30:19.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time has Come</title><content type='html'>Ok this is it people! One week of pure cruelty to our minds and bodies, and it's over! All the best to everyone taking the EOS Semester 3!!!! We all can do it!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh-ning out,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-4626205967642503327?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4626205967642503327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-has-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4626205967642503327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/4626205967642503327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-has-come.html' title='The Time has Come'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-7935740803593603246</id><published>2009-11-06T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:59:44.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme</title><content type='html'>Finally the extress stress of examination decides to hit me 3 days before the first paper. I'm feeling tired and stressed. At the verge of giving up. I need a shoulder to lean of, firm arms wrapped around me comforting me. But it's just a wish that's yet to come true. I'm still stuck to face this condition alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-7935740803593603246?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7935740803593603246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/extreme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/7935740803593603246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/7935740803593603246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/extreme.html' title='Extreme'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-6773539051111615969</id><published>2009-11-05T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:08:55.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Know What Love Is</title><content type='html'>I almost cried towards the end of this song. It really describes my feelings for the past few months, what I had been going through and emotional about. Many at times I thought that seeing so many couples around me I really understood what love is, but the fact is things are different when you're actually in a relationship. A lot of things are being considered, commitment, responsibility, tolerance, understanding and many more. And well the most important would be nonetheless trust between each another. At certain points maybe we'll feel tired and want to give up, but is it worth it? That we've already walk this far to fix the loneliness, and yet we're choosing to restart the whole journey again? And also those who are thinking of embracing a new journey, are you really equipped and fully prepared? Prepare to take on the challenges of being attached together with your partner? Long story short, Mariah Carey - I Want to Know What Love Is live on Ellen Degeneres Show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o7IhKwvQuGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/o7IhKwvQuGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta take a little time.&lt;br /&gt;A little time to think things over,&lt;br /&gt;I better read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;In case I need it when I'm colder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life there's been heartache and pain,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can face it again,&lt;br /&gt;can't stop now,&lt;br /&gt;I've traveled so far to change this lonely life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what love is!&lt;br /&gt;I want you to show me!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel what love is!&lt;br /&gt;I know you can show me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a little time. (take a little time)&lt;br /&gt;A little time to look around me,&lt;br /&gt;I've got nowhere left to hide. (nowhere left to hide)&lt;br /&gt;It looks like love has finally found me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life there's been heartache and pain,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can face it again,&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop now,&lt;br /&gt;I've traveled so far to change this lonely life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-6773539051111615969?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6773539051111615969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-know-what-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6773539051111615969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/6773539051111615969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-to-know-what-love-is.html' title='I Want to Know What Love Is'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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-2912158719873293178.post-5365717801405295902</id><published>2009-11-04T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T05:19:46.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog, Same Andrew</title><content type='html'>In the midst of studying the cursed Drug Metabolism, I suddenly have the urge to restart my public blog. It's been more than a year since I closed down and privatized my previous blog andrewneoh.blogspot.com, and well it will still be privatized so that I get to voice out some secret dissatisfactions without people knowing about them. =P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start a blog at this point of time, it's actually doesn't make any sense. Firstly I should be actually studying my ass off as End of Semester 3 Examination is just 6 days away. Secondly, no one would give a damn to read as everyone would probably be working hard. But the fact is I don't have the mood to study right now. Drug metabolism is the subject that I hated most, and in the mean time feared most. Academic matter aside, I need some place for me to pen down my emotions and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things hasn't been going well recently. I've basically gone through hell lot of things throughout the recent months. Ranging from studies, relationships, life etc, I had experienced the sweet and sour part of everything. Studies, I'm going through the hardest part of it preparing for E.O.S. while awaiting for the arrival of sweet holidays! Ah, I miss holidays where I can leave those stacks of notes behind and just enjoy it. This year my batch mates didn't really had much plans for holidays except short visits to Penang, Ipoh, Melaka etc. Mom and Dad and Bro are going for a vacation in Hokkaido, Japan, leaving the poor me home to guard the fortress, while Sis will be going to Beijing, China. Well thanks to Calvin, I'm actually going for a trip too! Too bad Bangkok was banned by my family, we might now be only visiting Singapore this year, or if his budget allows, Hong Kong! Am so looking forward for the trip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship wise, many had yet to know but I've been in and out of love. Well I'm not gonna elaborate on that and don't ask me for details! I'm still recovering from the "out" part and that contributes to the sour portion of relationships. I should say relationships aren't as easy as what I expect and in the process, I really learned a lot to be independent and wiser. One sentence wrapping it off, never fully trust a person until he/she proves himself/herself worthy to be trusted! Relationship with family? Oh well, we're still the same, fighting all the time but in the end we're still one small happy family! Fights had been the one thing that helps improve our bonds, weird huh! And not to forget about friends, I do have a great bunch of friends who's supportive and crazy (that's the word I can think of at this hour). And well the closest of all would be obviously Jason, Sharon, Mei, Biao &amp; Miao, Lepet and PetPet~ Also not to forget my awesomest housemates YongJing &amp; HweiWhei &amp; CY, and my craziest biatch Calvin. Well I should say these are the best things that had happened to me in this half a year, which keeps me going and not giving up. Well not to forget some incidents that had me realize some hidden characteristics and attitudes of certain people which sent chills down my spine. But again, if they don't deserve my trust and care, why would I even give a damn? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly as many would realize and notice, I had a lot of emotional breakdowns this half a year. Well I should say I didn't really have a good semester with all the things happening around which I mentioned above, but things are gonna change. Sometimes there are different angles of viewing things, and if I kept being ignorant and view things only at an angle, I'm definitely gonna walk on living hell. So why not just take things easy, be more optimistic, and live our life to the fullest! Well, currently that's the plans for my future: not gonna be that emotional! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd it's getting real real real real late. It's 5.20 am already and I guess I really need to sleep otherwise I'd wake up like tomorrow evening. Till the next post, take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Neoh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2912158719873293178-5365717801405295902?l=woeikeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5365717801405295902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-blog-same-andrew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/5365717801405295902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2912158719873293178/posts/default/5365717801405295902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woeikeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-blog-same-andrew.html' title='New Blog, Same Andrew'/><author><name>Andrew Neoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04263957098517715298</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>
