<?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-5991921</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:42:56.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... *Dichotomy Of Life* ... </title><subtitle type='html'>[Life] - The physical, mental, and spiritual experiences that constitute existence. [Dichotomy] - Division into two usually contradictory parts or opinions. [Dichotomy of Life] - Contradictions of Life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110187331695453137</id><published>2004-11-30T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T19:55:16.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nice pic? .. hahax.. just using it for my blogskin.. =) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110187331695453137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110187331695453137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110187331695453137' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110144251340777289</id><published>2004-11-25T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T20:15:13.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>comet shot .. nice eh ? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110144251340777289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110144251340777289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110144251340777289' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143862574933405</id><published>2004-11-25T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:10:25.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>russell bro.. he'e like an idiot .. hahax... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143862574933405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143862574933405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143862574933405' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143859136706117</id><published>2004-11-25T19:09:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:09:51.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my fuzzy, little brother .. hahax.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143859136706117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143859136706117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143859136706117' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143856632094753</id><published>2004-11-25T19:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:09:26.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cute piggy wearing MY SPECS !! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143856632094753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143856632094753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143856632094753' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143854353513110</id><published>2004-11-25T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:09:03.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new haircut ? hahax.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143854353513110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143854353513110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143854353513110' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143853046626343</id><published>2004-11-25T19:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:08:50.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the car my sister .. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143853046626343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143853046626343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143853046626343' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143850802453026</id><published>2004-11-25T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:08:28.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my sister... on her birthday .. cute eh ? a bit *goofy* though </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143850802453026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143850802453026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143850802453026' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143845655600941</id><published>2004-11-25T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:07:36.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just me testing out my new phone .. a bit bored though .. hahax.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143845655600941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143845655600941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143845655600941' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143839581578480</id><published>2004-11-25T19:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:06:35.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funky. Cheeky that's me... hehex... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143839581578480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143839581578480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143839581578480' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143837795202888</id><published>2004-11-25T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:06:17.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my dad in a restaurant, with customers... not many times he's in his black jacket, but this is one of the few times.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143837795202888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143837795202888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143837795202888' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143831260072565</id><published>2004-11-25T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:05:12.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my idol. =) avril rox. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143831260072565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143831260072565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143831260072565' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-110143827594674076</id><published>2004-11-25T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:04:35.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My sister scared of the sculpture.. wonder she's scared of me or not.. hehex... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143827594674076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/110143827594674076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110143827594674076' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-109594978034824639</id><published>2004-09-23T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T07:29:40.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is the best photo .. yes.. she is held ransom .. and the gun ?.. my kiss ! .. hahax.. she likes this pic too.. wonder why dearie.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594978034824639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594978034824639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109594978034824639' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-109594970136572006</id><published>2004-09-23T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T07:28:21.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was the centre line.. but well.. memories are for keeps.. so yes.. she's so lovely .. hands off for any one.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594970136572006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594970136572006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109594970136572006' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-109594964309213528</id><published>2004-09-23T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T07:27:23.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nice picture of both of us.. she's trying to play a fool though .. naughty naughty .. hehex. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594964309213528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594964309213528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109594964309213528' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-109594956400696957</id><published>2004-09-23T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T07:26:04.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lovely picture of both of us, but well, we are kinda made for each other .. so yes.. in love we are.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594956400696957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/109594956400696957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109594956400696957' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-108752460610406414</id><published>2004-06-17T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T19:51:10.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10-page essay.</title><summary type='text'>What am I thinking? Correction : What was I thinking? To stumble upon on a former girlfriend of mine website, causing nothing but chaos for the other parties involved. It was completely absurd, out of my mind, crazy, mad, etc. I could not think straight and thus returning the reliable pen and paper before putting it on screen. Guess nothing will change the fact, but to hell with it, I'll continue</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/108752460610406414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/108752460610406414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108752460610406414' title='10-page essay.'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-107372176006629649</id><published>2004-01-10T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T00:03:00.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>News...</title><summary type='text'>I'm setting up a new blog, because I knew that sec 4 is a busy year for me at least. So, I'll have my thoughts on a new weekly basis, okay ? Sorry guys...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107372176006629649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107372176006629649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107372176006629649' title='News...'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-107115065089755138</id><published>2003-12-11T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T06:52:57.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Actually, The Movie</title><summary type='text'>Place : Cineleisure. Date : 3rd December. Movie : Love Actually. Feeling : Excited. Person I asked out (Date) : Mei Yun.I was really anxious before this movie. First of all, when I won the season pass for the movie, and the soundtrack, Daniel Ong reassured me that every girl wanted to watch this movie. Well, I was apprehensive at first, because I did not want my mother to scream at me for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107115065089755138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107115065089755138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107115065089755138' title='Love Actually, The Movie'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-107089184871644209</id><published>2003-12-08T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T18:01:01.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-[Ground-breaking News ... From the author of this blog himself ...]-</title><summary type='text'>Yes, for once I have something important to say. The truth about things. The things that are around me.Yes, I using this oppourtunity to apologise to some people, and to say what I think about things. However, as I have little time for the first one, I will do the latter first.Yes, I have read Edwina's blog, and I have reluctantly let go of her. She was the first love that I had, and I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107089184871644209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107089184871644209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107089184871644209' title='-[Ground-breaking News ... From the author of this blog himself ...]-'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-107037442231552592</id><published>2003-12-02T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T18:16:54.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of the perfect girl ... *Wishful thinking*</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, this is the second time that I'm in the room, writing a piece of blog entry. Well, at least this time, it's a totally different mood from the previous 'In the room' entry. I have been thinking it over, after being rejected and accepted by girls so many times, maybe it is time to do a requirement list. ( Okay, it is not bias, but a guy is entitled to his thoughts on his blog right ? *LOL* </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107037442231552592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107037442231552592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107037442231552592' title='Thinking of the perfect girl ... *Wishful thinking*'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-107037258697191347</id><published>2003-12-02T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T05:43:16.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry ...</title><summary type='text'>The last few days my internet was down, and so was my computer, so I had to write all my entries on paper. So, if you really feel that my pieces are a bit slow, or are not there at all, it is not your fault, but mine. Sorry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107037258697191347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/107037258697191347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107037258697191347' title='Sorry ...'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106942583348448664</id><published>2003-11-21T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T17:59:09.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>* Too serious too soon ...</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting in my room with a wrenched heart. My mind is deep in thought, as I hear songs (eg. Too Serious Too Soon, So Yesterday ) in the radio. These songs might be used to describe one when he / she is in a heartbroken feeling, and it only fits what is going through on the surface of my heart. I'm not too sure if I'm doing the right thing by writing this down, but this is what I feel right now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106942583348448664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106942583348448664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106942583348448664' title='* Too serious too soon ...'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106940999974911174</id><published>2003-11-21T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T06:08:58.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*WAIT* ....</title><summary type='text'>I AM GOING TO WAIT. I DON'T CARE. I FEEL A BURNING SENSATION INSIDE OF ME, AND IT HURTS. IT HURTS !!! ALL BECAUSE I HAVE DONE A STUPID IMMATURE MISTAKE. STUPID MISTAKE. REALLY STUPID MISTAKE. CAN YOU JUST WAIT FOR A MOMENT ?Pal, guess the best that I can do is to wait. To be a best friend to you that's all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106940999974911174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106940999974911174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106940999974911174' title='*WAIT* ....'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106923344998109576</id><published>2003-11-19T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T02:06:38.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from gold coast ... ~Yeah</title><summary type='text'>I'm back from gold coast and I'm feeling over the moon. 6 days of non-stop R &amp; R, where I was in paradise. (Not to mention I was living in Surfer's Paradise.) Yeah, gold coast was fun, and I really missed the place there.Okay, just to inform you what we did. Simple, I went to Movie World, Sea World, and a BIG SHOPPING MALL, Pacific Fair. Quite nice, quite pretty, and that's where i I got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106923344998109576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106923344998109576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106923344998109576' title='Back from gold coast ... ~Yeah'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106829245651839325</id><published>2003-11-08T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T03:58:39.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Deep Thoughts... </title><summary type='text'>After a whole 2 days of non-stop thinking, I have came up with these statements :-* The world is definitely unfair.* People are biased. * You only can change your own thinking.Then I came up with a huge list of promises. The list goes..* Concentrate on studies. Fully.* No *dirty* thoughts or things that lead to that.* No thinking of copulation / menage a trois.* Girls are different, no</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106829245651839325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106829245651839325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106829245651839325' title='In Deep Thoughts... '/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106804281892927515</id><published>2003-11-05T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T06:33:41.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Mood ~ Dreamy.</title><summary type='text'>I have been in a dreamy mood today. Maybe I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or after a bad dose of cough mixture. I don't know, but right now I am dreamy and hearing the song ~ 'Can't take my eyes off you'.I went back to school for Physics and Chemistry lessons. Pity 3E3 people, they have to carry their chairs to my class for joined chemistry lessons. It was supposed to be held at the AVA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106804281892927515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106804281892927515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106804281892927515' title='Current Mood ~ Dreamy.'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106791208184583986</id><published>2003-11-03T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T18:14:44.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays. Are they really holidays?</title><summary type='text'>Holidays are initialized by 2 letters, R &amp; R. Rest and relaxation, the two words that equals holidays. However, word is going around in my school that with tons and tons of work and no end to supplementary lessons. What is holiday, when you have this jind of schedule?Well, take yesterday for example. The whole of Secondary 3 Express was supposed to attend lessons in school at 8am in the morning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106791208184583986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106791208184583986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106791208184583986' title='Holidays. Are they really holidays?'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106777802500427239</id><published>2003-11-02T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T20:34:59.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships. The meaning about it.</title><summary type='text'>I am writing this piece of statement due to the enormous amount of thinking I have gone through over the last few days. I will not know if I will be hurting anyone in this piece, but I will be writing this piece anyway.Relationships. I am talking about what a boy and a girl comes together and recognise each other as boyfriend and girlfriend. Not the other family, or social relationship. The *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106777802500427239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106777802500427239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106777802500427239' title='Relationships. The meaning about it.'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106769233523492520</id><published>2003-10-31T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T05:12:17.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Results* [*Gulp*]</title><summary type='text'>The results are back, and well, I'm better off dead. Sincerely speaking, I have attained a result that even my own conscience will puke at. (Sigh)Well, let me tell you the bad news first. My L1R5 is a miserable 19. 19. Where can you go with this kind of result ? (SRJC, Jurong JC are nice choices.) However, my ultimate aim is to get to VJC ! How am I going to get there with this kind of result ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106769233523492520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106769233523492520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106769233523492520' title='*Results* [*Gulp*]'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106725892310574692</id><published>2003-10-27T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T19:28:49.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Words and their meanings ...</title><summary type='text'>I have been under a huge amount of training over the last few days and my knowledge of words, though small, have been improving these days. Well, I'm not actually boasting, but being able to know extra words, it's a huge advantage. =)First, starting with the name of my blog. * Dichotomy - Division into two opposed groups or parts. * Pusillanimous - (Formal) Timid and cowardly* Animacule - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106725892310574692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106725892310574692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106725892310574692' title='~Words and their meanings ...'/><author><name>Marcus Pang</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8pmLDGqK354/SH4PcWV2ugI/AAAAAAAAAGA/xDzICFg4COo/S220/adimljul42.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991921.post-106715045484016622</id><published>2003-10-25T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T19:18:33.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life started anew ... </title><summary type='text'>The air is getting fresher, with the green grass on my side now. Ever since she left, I felt a loss, a big one. However, what I have received instead is the new perspective of life, being up and down, being unpredictable. Well, this is the life I lead, and I will lead it meaningfully. This is the time of a person where he learns, from mistakes in the past, to be a better person in the future. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106715045484016622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991921/posts/default/106715045484016622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106715045484016622' title='Life started anew ... 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