<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716</id><updated>2009-10-10T00:23:09.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my world~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-4698797790616108042</id><published>2009-05-10T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T06:38:08.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It had been so long that i visited this site to write something other than the 2 line screaming that i did.. haha.. finally the end of my year 1 life.. It is just too fast, i duno know what i had did for the past 2 sems lah and now u tell me it is the end of it.. aiyo.. and up till now, i still duno wad i am going to major in, pure math or applied math =(.. both seems equally ...  over the last month, i met many seniors, some graduated some still studying, and they suddenly questioned me with wad field in math am i interested in, wad minor i want to take.. they seem very sure of wad they want to do in life (at least the next few years) and of course they are very accomplished in mathematics knowledge.. i will call them geniuses =). wells, talking to them just mede me feel ermm unprepared and i feel lost in this school even after a year.. not knowing wad i am going to do for these next few years and how i am going to survive.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well putting that aside, i feel that i am finally back in charge of my time doing stuff that i am doing because i wanted to do.. not because of cca point, not because of resume or anything, no stress under any person, no obligations made to anyone.. and i wanted things to remain status quo.. hehe.. another way to put, i m just... not ready to take any more responsibilty yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still want to take this chance on blog to thank all my friends who have accompanied this semester.. especially those studying math with me and my loyal lunch buddies.. =) it is great to have your company and gossiping about bajie, playing spot the difference, etc.. let enjoy our hols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-4698797790616108042?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/4698797790616108042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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weeks.. simply mugging and mugging.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a  lot of fun playing with my relatives kids over the cny.. they are just so adorable and look so innocent looking. they are so naive in their  thinking.. my niece was complaining to me that her sister has many boyfriends in school (the sister in pri 3).. and so i decide to ask her if she has any.. shyly, she tell me she got ONLY 2 ... haha.. and i was stunned because she is only pri 1..  more serious stuff is talked between my cousins (rather they talk and i listen), i was quite shocked to hear some of the acts that sec sch student do so that they can surpass other students in studies.. at a age of 16 and rather protected environment, wad had gone wrong.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: small kids are still better than old ones , at least they still rather entertain me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Hohoho... and have a Happy new year.. yeah it is time to forget the past and embrace the new year ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Dec 2008.. one of the last few days in the year 0f 2008.. this week is not exactly the best mood to celebrate christmas, i would say... things are not that smooth sailing.. but I will still look forward to this brand new year.. i believe i am still fortunate with so much lurve and care from the people around me.. and that i am not alone on my path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. May my family and friends be blessed.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-394101724696175063?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/394101724696175063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=394101724696175063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/394101724696175063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/394101724696175063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-4599969701242368463</id><published>2008-12-20T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T04:51:51.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prior to this post, there are 2 drafts that i have written but i dunno y i have no mood to complete the post... finally, this week i grown to be 19 years old, some ppl say the last teenage year.. last year when my age still start with the number 1.. thanks for all the well wishes on facebook and the wonderful gifts i received from my best friends.. only with the presence of u guys, ur have added laughter and joy in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest went to sakae sushi to eat.... BENTO set.. erm no sushi.. with 2/3 pals like anjie, adeline, yupeng, bifang, weijie, alvin, victor, van.. really had a great time catching up with the old times and trying to matchmake ppl to liven up the atmosphere a bit.. try the exotic double chocalate cappucino which anjie insists that is nice at the starbucks at suntec.. ambience not bad, but it made the 8 of us very drowsy and feel sleepy.. we make a pact to go back anderson secondary during january.most of us have not return to the school for years.. looking forward to that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i have earned myself more cheesecake.. i am good at predicting As result for somebody.. i think by the time u come back to singapore, i will have endless supply of cheesecake to eat.. congrats to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week , my heart is rather flustered.. perhaps with the upcoming results that is coming out next week.. waking up at midnight for no reason.. worrying about my calculus results until i made weird dream like my lecturer being a crab served on the table.. okie.. dun puke when u read this.. i woke up in time so the dream just stops there.. lol.. i will try to keep my mind in tranquil state for these few days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-4599969701242368463?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/4599969701242368463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=4599969701242368463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/4599969701242368463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sentence but it has really wound me inside.. maybe i sld really reflect..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-2687288843115515337?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/2687288843115515337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=2687288843115515337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2687288843115515337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2687288843115515337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/tired.html' title='tired..'/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-9086506219528336053</id><published>2008-10-15T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:48:32.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am like in one of the labs suppose to be doing maths.. but relations is just a too chim topic for me to understand.. in case u are wondering, relations is a topic in maathematics, how x is related to b etc. and the tutor is just making every answer sound so simple but so hard to think of.. i dunno how am i am going to survive the tutorial tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is just a stony day for me since morning. went for driving lesson, basically stoning all the way. ignoring all the traffic signal, car engine dunno die how many times. seriously, my  brain is just not operating, i am seeing things but i am not processing them.. could be because of the numerous nights of less than 5 hours of sleep each day. this whole week is rather screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me a lot of true facts about studying maths, and i sometimes wonder whether i will be able to cope with them. and at year 1, i dun even consider myself as survivng well, wad to do in the next few years...no point brooding about this, take a day as it goes.. something to encourage myself. =p this weel is an emo week, i conclude. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hungry.. but i shall get back to my tut..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-9086506219528336053?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-3187631779867783803</id><published>2008-10-05T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:28:52.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STRESS!&lt;br /&gt;i think the most popular word that i heard these few days.. who are the ones who always tell us that uni life is slacker than jc life.. wait till i catch u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid term for this week. actually i am considered lucky only have two maths test compared to other ppl for this week, one all about proving. still happily doing the first 2 questions then screwed up the other 2.. then got calculus test.. 1 hr 40 min at 600 pm. totally killed most of my brain cells and waste so much energy.. sad life of a maths major.. i can't getting back the papaers from the tutors aka lecturers.. boo =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on my physics.. still getting no where...&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-8821771310005119993</id><published>2008-09-02T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:17:12.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realise i love doing personality tests. always find that i dun understand myself well and wiah to know more although i know it may not be totally reliable.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. &lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-8821771310005119993?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8821771310005119993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=8821771310005119993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8821771310005119993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8821771310005119993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-realise-i-love-doing-personality.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-7831220488753785051</id><published>2008-08-03T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:12:17.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after a whole day spent on the cors system, my brain is totally dead from it. long time never use brain juice for so long, it is so tiring mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to clar's house on sat, she organised a bbq dinner thingy before she leaves for america. see the usual 2/3 gang ppepx, like bifang, weijie, zhiwen, alvin, adeline and we like talk for the whole night, eating only pasta, biscuits and marshmellows for dinner. we are like stuck to the living room ground for hours. heard how bifang survive her 3 weeks in tekong and how she is so amused by live firing and training stints in ns. it is rather wierd to hear being so enthu about ns compared to the other guys who have been lamenting about it. i guess it is a matter of whether u are forced into or on voluntary basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri was the award ceremony. manage to talk to a few other award holders seating in my row. everyone just cannot wait for the whole ceremony to end early since 12pm. lol. so i noe ppl major in chinese language, maths, life science etc.. so glad to see other ppl of ur age who have the same ambition as u. oh ya, invited mr ong for the award ceremony. i guess this somehow has changed my opinion of him somehow. when he was sharing his undergrad experience and as a teaching scholar once before, he was very serious, quite different from the him i once noe. after that i see mrs theresa lim! of course i noe she is invited by agnes. and she is like the icon of anderson. she seems to attract all the andersonians to her side and whether u belong to the green nametag batch or blue nametag batch, everyone just remembers her like a mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff of the post for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-7831220488753785051?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/7831220488753785051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=7831220488753785051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/7831220488753785051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/7831220488753785051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-whole-day-spent-on-cors-system-my.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-2157770425835726249</id><published>2008-07-12T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:10:54.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, the sunday of the week. thurs is my last day of my temping experience at uob,so happy and excited. i so miss all the ppl there, miss my desk ans chair, miss everything! yet the feeling of leaving is still so happy, lol. wad an irony. left with 2 bags full of prezzies, the perm staff are so sweet, bought me a hot pink bag.. got a present from linda too, it is a piglet cushion, it is so cute lah.. even the imaging perm got me a present too. omg, i feel so blessed with them around. took a lot of photos with them and one of them even throw a paper clip to my face while taking photo. if she is not my supervisor, i will have.. haha. ppl just love throwing small objects on me la, i dunno y..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri , went back to njc for the snt camp. walking in as a senior and stepping once again to my familar sigma lab. everything seems to be yest, playing hours of bridge in school. this time even worse with 4 tables full of juniors,seniors, senior-seniors aka us all playing together. so glad to see our whole exco again, a really rare opportunity for all 8 of us getting down together again after our jc years. totally shag after 1 day although i did not do much seriously, it is just too cold to sleep there. seen all the teachers once again, see the wu lin mi ji now still got part 1 part 2, see students mugging at the canteen area on sat.. lol, it is really back to school feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a group photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KRIM7lmeTKo/SHmp6jIMlkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s6JZsKmVfUw/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KRIM7lmeTKo/SHmp6jIMlkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s6JZsKmVfUw/s320/7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222392066239927874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-2157770425835726249?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/2157770425835726249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=2157770425835726249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2157770425835726249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2157770425835726249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-sunday-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KRIM7lmeTKo/SHmp6jIMlkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s6JZsKmVfUw/s72-c/7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-6395980459482574879</id><published>2008-07-08T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:12:15.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just happen to read this on the cover page of the straits times. This is said by Justice Tay Yong Kwang to the guy who fled the camp with weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'to everything there is a season'&lt;br /&gt;there was a time when u loved, there came a time when u hated.&lt;br /&gt;there was a time when u felt u wanted to kill, now is the time for u to heal.&lt;br /&gt;there was a time u were broken down, now is the time to build yourself up.&lt;br /&gt;there was a time when u were at war in your being, now is the time to restore peace within.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has his or her own troubles and their down monments,but life will only be better when u decides to move on NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i signed the contract last sat. lol. that sealed pretty much of my next 8 years. clar told me that a lot of her friends say that they regret after signing bonds and contracts. well.. she asked me if i regret..hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dun regret for this has been my dream for years . i am rather more afraid of the responsibilities that come along. whether i can be a good teacher to the next generation. compared to other  award holders that i have seen, most of them get rather good results and i am like nobody. does passion really covers everything?&lt;br /&gt;lol. i began to wonder.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;straighten my tots in bus trip today. i cannot reverse history. i want to find back the feiqing 2 years ago that has the capability to succeed in academics. i wan to prove to myself that i can do it. i wan to seek back my confidence. yesh. i will just climb a step at a time.. to reach my maximum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-6395980459482574879?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/6395980459482574879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=6395980459482574879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/6395980459482574879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/6395980459482574879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-happen-to-read-this-on-cover-page.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-2105531613613845953</id><published>2008-06-26T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:29:39.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taggy ...</title><content type='html'>"People who have been tagged have to write their answers on their blogs and replace questions they do not like with other questions.Tag 8 people to do this. Those who have been tagged must do this quiz and state the person who tagged them. They are not to tag those who had tagged them and have to continue this tagging thing by tagging others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. If your lover betrays you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Kick him to one side and move on with life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. If you can have a dream that will come true, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;To find happiness for muself and my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;Simple and sweet. To get the blessing of my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Are you confused of what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;Alright ba. My life is quite structured over the next 8 years. lol. but surprises always like to turn up in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. What is your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;Must give me a sense of security and like a big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. Which is more blessed, loving or being loved?&lt;br /&gt;being loved , i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. How long do you intent to wait for someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;Till my heart tells me that he is the one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H. If the person you like is secretly attached, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, dream in your dreams. i believe that there is always that special one in each person's heart. if he is not yours, he is not.no point forcing it in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Is there anything that has made you unhappy this few days?&lt;br /&gt;generally, quite well. going to my last 2 weeks of work life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. What do you want most in life?&lt;br /&gt;Love from my family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Do you like being tagged?&lt;br /&gt;lol that is a tough one. maybe not too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;can wait 5 years later then see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Who are the most important people in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;My family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. What kind of person do you think that the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;My eva smart and loving granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O. If you could ask that person for a request and that person will return it, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Dun forget us when u go us. must blog more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. What is the first thing you will do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;huh. can sleep 15 more mins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you give it all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so. Usually that is my take on matters especially when the person involved is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. If you were to fall for 2 people at the same time, who will you pick?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. wait till the times comes ba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Friends that encourage and support me during my bright and dark days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. If you played a prank on someone and they fall for it, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, end of this tag. this is a really long one. shall be nice and not tag other ppl. hehe =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-2105531613613845953?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/2105531613613845953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=2105531613613845953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2105531613613845953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2105531613613845953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/06/taggy.html' title='taggy ...'/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-741887173178179288</id><published>2008-06-11T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:24:38.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MONKEY! though it is like 0.01% that u will ever read tis para but wan to tell u that u have been an impt friend in my life. i noe i cannot help u much in ur uni decisions but still wish u all the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is like 7 months since i work in that underpaid overworked bank. lol. that is wad the perm staff call it and i kindda agree. so many ppl had asked me y i stay so long. my reason is always i am just too lazy to learn new stuff nad new job which is really true lor. seen for myself wad is call office politics, wad is call backstabbing, it is reallly horrible in the business world out there. u never know ppl who may be smiling at u right now may be saying something else behind your back. and i hate to say that i see for myself the prescence of racism. i have always tot that this is not an issue in singapore and is purely the biasness of ppl against a certain race and it is just a misconception.perhaps i have been too naive, i always tot that ppl sld be responsible in carrying out their duties especially if they are paid to do so but it appears otherwise. but it appears that ppl are still more self centred. it just seems so unfair that some ppl have to stay till late nights to just finsh their work and how some other ppl can take leave as and when they like. it is especially so when the boss knows about it and is so helpless towards it. it is just so horrible. i noe i sound like my working place is hell and yet i stay for 7 mths. the ppl are nice towards me and i have no serious grudges against them. i have also know many other temps as well, complaining about our different supervisors during lunch, teasing each other etc. just that seeing staff backstabbing each other and yet appear to be good colleagues in front of each other just make me feel uncomfortable. this is also one major reason that i will never take major in biz cos i am not prepared to survive in such an environment and it is going to be for life. as a temp, i can still leave if i want to. but as a perm, u have to consider ur resume and other fiancial burdens that u may have bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is a long post. i am still waiting for the email to tell me info about the moe ta meet up session. it is like 2 weeks later and yet there seems to be no news at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking about a sentence that i told someone sometime back. perhaps the happiest moments are always the ones where u go into a new environment where u noe no one and u have no burden walking in. i am still finding the truth in this sentence..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-741887173178179288?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/741887173178179288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=741887173178179288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/741887173178179288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/741887173178179288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-monkey-though-it-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-2798159917907825756</id><published>2008-05-16T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:43:14.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. the long wait is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;yesh, i have been admitted successfully to faculty of science in NUS. WHEW!&lt;br /&gt;never knew that going to a uni has been so tough. always tot that is just natural to go into ur desired course after jc. always take things for granted. finally, it has come to an end temporarily but i really hope permanently pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for my award, just pray that the processing will be fine.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-2798159917907825756?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/2798159917907825756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=2798159917907825756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2798159917907825756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2798159917907825756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/05/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-9084784162486661166</id><published>2008-04-30T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:22:14.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this last week of april is just not my week.. grr. i dunno how many times i roar this week. BOO! pls let the start of the month be a peaceful one alright. nothing must go wrong for the next two days.. pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot everything is already set when i receive the confirmation ltr . but come one person who wants to convince me it is no use and the 4 k a year is peanuts and refuse to let me send the ltr. but i still send anyway on tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, tot that episode is over. my dear nus has to send me a sms to say that i am invited for an interview for discretionary admissions to FoS. wah! so now i may/ may not have a school to go after i confirm someone going to pay the school fees for me. thanks a lot man! i tot most ppl got school to go but no one to pay fees, fine lor, i shall see wad they ask on sat. seriously, i feel more worried for this interview than the award one. cos it is like if i dun get through to thtu this one, i have like no where to go. at least if i dun get thru the awrd one, the most is get demoralised a bit, pay my own school fees. argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got medical checkup on fri, so as to clear the medical check up to be a civil servant. pray hard that nth is wrong with my body, so that i can safely be a teacher. dun have anymore funny episodes pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat also. pls let me answer their questions peacefully. let the start of may be a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-9084784162486661166?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/9084784162486661166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=9084784162486661166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/9084784162486661166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/9084784162486661166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-last-week-of-april-is-just-not-my.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-8793113624865894350</id><published>2008-04-21T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T06:50:24.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 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;What Feiqing Means&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/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loving, compassionate, and ruled by your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to be a foundation for other people... but you still know how to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your emotions weigh you down, but you generally feel free from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People see you as a complete enigma, and only you truly understand who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend most of your time introspecting and seeking truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a very interesting person... but not many people know you enough to realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&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/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&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/33028716-8793113624865894350?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8793113624865894350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=8793113624865894350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8793113624865894350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8793113624865894350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-feiqing-means-you-are-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-4918400238069517462</id><published>2008-04-17T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:14:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so super duper happy today after so many months!!!&lt;br /&gt;i got my teaching award!!! i am going to be a teacher! i am so stuneed that i read the email at least 10 times. i tot i have flunked the interview. omg, i cannot believe it is true. at last, i will be doing sth i like and really want to try. haha. the only worrying part is physics is going to be my second teaching subject. i think my physics tutors will nvr want me to go back njc to teach. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch definitely maybe on tues. it is really a much nicer shoiw than the leap years and i really love the twist towards the end. it is so unexpected with summer, april and emily even though i nvr manage to recognise them throughhout the show. but nevertheless it is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-4918400238069517462?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/4918400238069517462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=4918400238069517462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/4918400238069517462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/4918400238069517462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-so-super-duper-happy-today-after.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-7361895205427080694</id><published>2008-03-29T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T07:54:05.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. it is april soon! time has passed do fast lah. it has been like 4 to 5 mths since we have left school almost like half an year. and like 4 more months later, we will be in our various uni mugging again. time seriously flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a wierd day. i see 2 of my physics teachers whom all had taught me for that short 3 months in amk. first i saw ms yeo an nie teacher then when i reach amk mrt but i heard students calling her mrs heng i think. so she must be married. wow. then when i came back from amk, carrying 4 big ntuc bags with my mum, flopping into the bus seat on 88, i saw mr tek right opp my seat. so wierd la. for 2 years in njc, i nvr see him like only once or twice on bus. but ever since i graduate, i seem to see him often in bus stops. fate, maybe it is. my mum nvr a nj teacher b4 in her life, suddenly she see 1 after i graduate and tell me he is quite good looking. haha, i was laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad that both my 2 best friends sha and clar got their fav unis and scholarhips interviews. wish them all the best for their interviews and get wad they wan. and to all the guys in ns, no matter where u are posted to, just tahan 1 more year plus, we promise the gals will be good seniors to ur in future! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-7361895205427080694?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/7361895205427080694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=7361895205427080694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/7361895205427080694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/7361895205427080694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-8681764482765574293</id><published>2008-03-08T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:35:06.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, time for me to update a bit. this week is the realease of a levels results and i have to say that my results are not fantastic at all, just got abcc, a far end from wad njcians got on avergage. i will not force myself to say that i am happy recieving this result here cos that will be the greatest lie to myself. i broke the promise to myself, i cried . i thought i will be strong but it is hard so let me have some time to get over it. went to ntu yest and saw the new fully air conditioned labs. seriously, i got very scared after viewing the university. i have no idea how well i am able to adapt to university life, whether i am able to survive,there are too much question marks to my future. and even entering into a course becomes a problem. even towards the ned of the lab tour, there is a talk by this prof there and he said he is frm njc. somehow i felt numbed by the word njc, maybe having heard this word repeatedly for two years and all its glory associated with me, have made me feel that i do not belong to that world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i perhaps need more time to get over this. to all my fellow peers who have done well, i really feel happy for all of u. there is no need to feel unconvenient around me because of you results because i really wish the best for all of your from my heart. i still wish to say thanks to all the teachers who have helped me through the whole a levels, mr bek for his ever nice and funny way of teaching who make me nvr lose interest in maths, mr wee with easy to bully character and never fails to ans qns during consultaions. lastly, to a group of teachers who have taught me phy that miraculously pulled my ever failing phy to a b during a levels. mr jenson ong for his entertaining chinese physics lesson, mr barnabas tan for his constant encouragements and consultations and mr nick chan for being so friendly and helpful during the past few mths.  i think without these teachers and all my buddies i have in class, known in library, my cca exco and my juniors,i may even be worse off. that is about all, all the best for all my peers in pursuing their dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-8681764482765574293?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8681764482765574293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=8681764482765574293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8681764482765574293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8681764482765574293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-time-for-me-to-update-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-603074323994941699</id><published>2008-03-08T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:57:43.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>S.H.E 你最近还好吗? LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;你最近还好吗? (斗牛.要不要)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebe:挑一张耶诞卡写上满满祝福的话 &lt;br /&gt;地址写的是心底 你能不能收到它 &lt;br /&gt;Selina:天有点冷 风有点大 城市宁静而喧哗 &lt;br /&gt;这一个冬天我得一个人走回家 &lt;br /&gt;Selina Hebe:问自己习惯了吗 &lt;br /&gt;Ella:没有你每到夜裏回声变得好大 &lt;br /&gt;Selina Hebe:有没有什麽好方法 &lt;br /&gt;Ella:让寂寞更听话 wo```` &lt;br /&gt;Hebe Ella:你最近还好吗 Selina:好吗 &lt;br /&gt;ELLA :是不是也在思念裏挣扎 Selina加入:思念裏挣扎 &lt;br /&gt;Hebe :你说会记得我 还记得吗 Selina加入:的吗 &lt;br /&gt;Hebe Ella:你最近还好吗 Selina:好吗 &lt;br /&gt;ELLA :忙碌吗累吗 心还会痛吗 Selina加入:会痛吗 &lt;br /&gt;Hebe:如果真不得已忘了我 &lt;br /&gt;三只：快向快乐出发 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selina:有再多的牵挂都已没有权利表达 Ella:没有权利表达 &lt;br /&gt;旧情人给的问候比陌生人还尴尬 Hebe:还尴尬 &lt;br /&gt;Selina Hebe:昨天远了 明天还长 回忆模糊但巨大 &lt;br /&gt;Ella:这样的深夜眼泪要怎样不流下 Hebe Selina:不流下 &lt;br /&gt;Selina Hebe:问自己习惯了吗 &lt;br /&gt;Ella:没有你每到夜裏回声变得好大 &lt;br /&gt;Selina Hebe:有没有什麽好方法 &lt;br /&gt;Ella:让寂寞更听话 wo```` &lt;br /&gt;Hebe Ella:你最近还好吗 Selina:好吗 &lt;br /&gt;ELLA Selina:是不是也在思念裏挣扎 &lt;br /&gt;Hebe Ella:你说会记得我 还记得吗 Selina加入:得吗 &lt;br /&gt;Hebe Ella:你最近还好吗 Selina:好吗 &lt;br /&gt;ELLA :忙碌吗累吗 心还会痛吗 Selina加入:心还会痛吗 &lt;br /&gt;Hebe Ella:如果真不得已忘了我 Selina加入:了我 &lt;br /&gt;三只：快向快乐出发&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-603074323994941699?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/603074323994941699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=603074323994941699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/603074323994941699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/603074323994941699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/s.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-8180697529299226190</id><published>2007-12-17T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T05:59:53.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah nearly die today. dunno type in how many ic no and account no.should be more than a thousand already. this is the first time i dun feel the excitement of celebrating my birthday tmr. work has taken over my life, sad sia. today is the last day when i will be 17 years old and this year is perhaps my most memorable year among the years i have lived. a year which i cried the most, laugh the most and think the most. i hope i have grown up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of this question while i am typing those miserable numbers to my com at work. am i a person who accepts critisim? is that the reason why i refused to call him even though i know i want to listen and learn from him? i lack the courage to do so and perhaps life is easier without knowing some stuff. but will i be satisfied then? i noe ppl out there will just think that this person is crazy, think so much for wad. i dunno, i just love thinking this kind of issues. haha, maybe that is why i always make simple things complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more hours before i can buy 4D, TOTO.. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-8180697529299226190?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8180697529299226190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=8180697529299226190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8180697529299226190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/8180697529299226190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2007/12/wah-nearly-die-today.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-3459771669203593657</id><published>2007-12-11T05:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T05:32:54.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Good Friend Because You're Supportive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/supportive.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are almost like a life coach for your best friends.&lt;br /&gt;You give them help when they need it... but you also know when to give them a push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tend to rely on you for moral support and advice. &lt;br /&gt;You've probably always been mature for your age, so this is a role that's you're comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend like you is one of the rarest kinds. &lt;br /&gt;You are both a good mentor and companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends need you most when: They are confused or worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really can't be friends with: Someone who only wants to complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship quote: "The only way to have a friend is to be one."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/"&gt;What Makes You a Good Friend?&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/33028716-3459771669203593657?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/3459771669203593657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=3459771669203593657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/3459771669203593657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/3459771669203593657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-are-good-friend-because-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-2907227082379402798</id><published>2007-12-11T05:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T05:22:52.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Mild Mama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouadaringwomanquiz/mild-mama.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be screaming at the top of your lungs to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;You rather chill, soak in the moment, and appreciate life for what it is&lt;br /&gt;Guys appreciate your "take life as it comes" approach...&lt;br /&gt;(Though they wouldn't mind if you got a little wild from time to time!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouadaringwomanquiz/"&gt;Are You a Daring Woman?&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/33028716-2907227082379402798?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/2907227082379402798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=2907227082379402798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2907227082379402798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/2907227082379402798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-are-mild-mama-you-dont-have-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33028716.post-3387461079138179065</id><published>2007-12-11T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T05:13:36.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/orange.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the quickest.You are usually thinking a mile a minute, and you could be thinking about anything at all.Your thoughts are often scattered and random - but they're also a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about esoteric subjects, the meaning of life, and pop culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Brain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33028716-3387461079138179065?l=making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/feeds/3387461079138179065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33028716&amp;postID=3387461079138179065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/3387461079138179065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33028716/posts/default/3387461079138179065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://making-the-simple-complicated.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-brain-is-orange-of-all-brain-types.html' title=''/><author><name>feiqing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00621332725238685420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00082594918252757504'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>