<?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-368573228195542021</id><updated>2011-07-29T15:14:13.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intricate universe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3426966510413471551</id><published>2010-05-21T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:57:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Donkey</title><content type='html'>One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried  piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.  Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be  covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He  invited all his neighbours to come over and help him. They all grabbed a  shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey  realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone's  amazement he quieted down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shovel loads later, the farmer  finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With  each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something  amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;As the farmer's  neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake  it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the  donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL  :&lt;br /&gt;Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick  to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each  of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells  just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember  the five simple rules to be happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Free your heart from  hatred - Forgive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries - Most never  happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Give more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3426966510413471551?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3426966510413471551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3426966510413471551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3426966510413471551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3426966510413471551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2010/05/donkey.html' title='The Donkey'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2517527365618910768</id><published>2010-02-05T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:19:20.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes to brighten up your day!</title><content type='html'>Boudreaux went into the fish market to apply for a job. The boss&lt;br /&gt;thought to himself - I'm not hiring that lazy Cajun, so he decided to&lt;br /&gt;set a test for Boudreaux hoping he wouldn't be able to answer the&lt;br /&gt;questions and he'd be able to refuse him the job without getting into&lt;br /&gt;an argument.&lt;br /&gt;The first question was, "Without using numbers, &lt;br /&gt;represent the number 9."&lt;br /&gt;Boudreaux says, "Dat's easy" and proceeds to &lt;br /&gt;draw three trees.&lt;br /&gt;The boss says, "What in the world is that?"&lt;br /&gt;Boudreaux says, "Tree 'n tree 'n tree makes nine."&lt;br /&gt;"Fair enough" says the boss. "Second questions, &lt;br /&gt;same rules, but represent 99."&lt;br /&gt;Boudreaux stares into space for a while, then &lt;br /&gt;makes a smudge on each tree.&lt;br /&gt;"Der ya go sir," he says.&lt;br /&gt;The boss scratches his head and asks, "How on earth do you get that&lt;br /&gt;to represent 99?"&lt;br /&gt;Boudreaux answers, "Each tree is dirty now, so &lt;br /&gt;it's dirty tree 'n dirty tree 'n dirty tree - dat 99."&lt;br /&gt;The boss is getting worried he's going to have to &lt;br /&gt;hire Boudreaux so he says, "All right, question number 3. Same rules &lt;br /&gt;again, but this time represent the number 100."&lt;br /&gt;Boudreaux stares into space again, then he &lt;br /&gt;shouts, "I got it!" He makes a little mark at the base of each tree &lt;br /&gt;and says, "Der ya go sir - 100."&lt;br /&gt;The boss looks at Boudreaux's attempt and  thinks, "Ha! got him this&lt;br /&gt;time." He then tells Boudreaux, "Go on, Boudreaux, you must be crazy&lt;br /&gt;if you think that represents a 100."&lt;br /&gt;Boudreaux leans forward and points to the little &lt;br /&gt;marks at the tree bases and says, "A little dog comes along and &lt;br /&gt;craps by each tree, so now ya got dirty tree an' a turd, dirty tree an' a &lt;br /&gt;turd, and dirty tree an' a turd, which makes 100. When do I start &lt;br /&gt;my job?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda&lt;br /&gt;A panda walks into a restaurant, sits down, and orders a sandwich. &lt;br /&gt;He eats the sandwich, pulls out a gun, and shoots the waiter dead. &lt;br /&gt;As the panda stands up to go, the manager shouts, "Hey! Where are you going? You just shot my waiter and you didn’t pay for your sandwich!" &lt;br /&gt;The panda yells back at the manager, "Hey, man, I’m a PANDA! Look it up!" &lt;br /&gt;The manager opens his dictionary and sees the following definition for panda: &lt;br /&gt;A tree-dwelling marsupial of Asian origin, characterized by distinct black and white coloring. Eats shoots and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liver and Cheese&lt;br /&gt;There were these three guys at a cafe, drinking their coffee - an American guy, an Indian guy, and a Chinese guy. &lt;br /&gt;They see a really attractive waitress and comment on her good looks. Next thing you know they start making bets on who can get her to go out with them first. &lt;br /&gt;The waitress overhears them, and she goes up to them and says, "Hey, I heard you talking about me. Well, I like an intelligent guy, so let’s see who can make the best sentence using the words ’liver’ and ’cheese’." &lt;br /&gt;So the American guy goes, "That’s easy. I love liver and I hate cheese." &lt;br /&gt;The waitress shakes her heard in disgust. &lt;br /&gt;The black guy goes, "Well, I hate liver and I love cheese." &lt;br /&gt;The waitress says, "That is so stupid. That’s essentially the same thing!" &lt;br /&gt;Then the Chinese guy steps up and puts his arm around the waitress’ waist. "Liver alone, cheese mine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Plane&lt;br /&gt;An airplane takes off from the airport. &lt;br /&gt;The captain is Jewish and the first officer is Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;It’s the first time they’ve flown together and it’s obvious by the silence that they don’t get along. &lt;br /&gt;After thirty minutes, the Jewish Captain speaks, "I don’t like Chinese." &lt;br /&gt;The First Officer replies, " Ooooh, no like Chinese? Why ees that?" &lt;br /&gt;The Captain says, "You bombed Pearl Harbor. That’s why I don’t like Chinese." &lt;br /&gt;The First Officer says, "Noooo, noooo.... Chinese not bomb Pearl Harbah. That Japanese, not Chinese." &lt;br /&gt;And the Captain answers, "Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese... it doesn’t matter, they’re all alike." &lt;br /&gt;Another thirty minutes of silence. &lt;br /&gt;Finally the First Officer says, "No like Jew." &lt;br /&gt;The Captain replies, "Why not? Why don’t you like Jews?" &lt;br /&gt;The First Officer says, "Jews sink Titanic." &lt;br /&gt;The Captain tries to correct him, "No, no. The Jews didn’t sink the Titanic. It was an iceberg." &lt;br /&gt;The First Officer replies," Iceberg, Goldberg, Rosenberg, no mattah. All same." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;A Chinese couple had a new baby. &lt;br /&gt;The nurse brings them over a lovely, healthy, bouncy, black baby boy. "Congratulations," says the nurse to the new parents. "What will you name the baby?" &lt;br /&gt;The puzzled father looks at his new child and says "I think we will name him "Sum Ting Wong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toothache &lt;br /&gt;At ten o’clock in the morning, the phone rings in the office of Doctor Floss, the dentist. "Hello!" says Floss. &lt;br /&gt;"Hello!" says Wu, the Chinaman. ’"What time you fixee teeth for me?" &lt;br /&gt;"Two-thirty," replies Floss. "Alright?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yes," says Wu. "Tooth hurtee, alright! But what time you fixee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tunnel Of Love &lt;br /&gt;One day, an Asian man, an American man, and a French girl were on a train. &lt;br /&gt;Along the ride, there was a short but dark tunnel. When they entered the tunnel, a kissing sound, then a slapping sound was heard. Once outside, everyone could see a large red mark on the American’s face. &lt;br /&gt;The French girl thought, "That American probably tried to kiss me, but accidentally kissed the Asian, and he slapped him." &lt;br /&gt;The American thought, "The Asian tried to kiss the French girl, and she tried to slap him, but accidentally slapped me." &lt;br /&gt;Now, the Asian thought, "That was great! Me kiss pretty French girl, and slap crazy American! Can’t wait for next tunnel!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2517527365618910768?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2517527365618910768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2517527365618910768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2517527365618910768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2517527365618910768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2010/02/joke-to-brighten-up-your-day.html' title='Jokes to brighten up your day!'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7601347269026565168</id><published>2009-09-21T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:44:57.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retarded Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SrdnD1S4CRI/AAAAAAAAAME/IFe_rCNBzes/s1600-h/image006.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383885195088234770" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7601347269026565168?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7601347269026565168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7601347269026565168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7601347269026565168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7601347269026565168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/09/retarded-answers.html' title='Retarded Answers'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SrdnD1S4CRI/AAAAAAAAAME/IFe_rCNBzes/s72-c/image006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2572977476820651744</id><published>2009-09-21T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:35:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. It was addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Dad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is with great regret and sorrow that I m writing you, but I' m leaving home.I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I ve been finding real passion with Randy and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you ll like him too, even with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Dad, I m pregnant and Randy said that he wants me to have the kid  and that we can be very happy together. Even though Randy is much older than me (anyway,42 isn tso old these days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn t stand in the way of our relationship, don t you agree? Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It s true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he ll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too. Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he ll be growing it for us and we ll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we ll pray that science will  find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don t worry Dad, I m 16 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I m sure we ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your loving daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO". Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house. I  just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my  report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home. I love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2572977476820651744?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2572977476820651744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2572977476820651744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2572977476820651744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2572977476820651744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/09/letter.html' title='Letter'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7864643997680143071</id><published>2009-05-23T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:49:05.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Life is small, Live it..&lt;br /&gt;Love is short, Do it..&lt;br /&gt;Troubles are momentary, Face it..&lt;br /&gt;Memories are sweet, Cherish it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am exceptional, Accept it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7864643997680143071?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7864643997680143071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7864643997680143071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7864643997680143071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7864643997680143071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-small-live-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2672128661262655624</id><published>2009-05-21T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:28:58.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:24;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;The Crazy Tan Kok Beng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did Kok Beng go to a movie with his 18 friends?&lt;br /&gt;Because below 18 not allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng wants to buy a TV set.. He goes to a shop.&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "Do you have color TV ?"&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl : "Yes !"&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "Give me a green one, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng is filling up an application form for a job. He supplied the information for the columns on Name, Age, Address etc. Then he comes to column on "Salary Expected", but he is not sure of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thought, he writes "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng goes to a store and sees a shiny object.&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "What is that shiny object?"&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl : "That is a thermos flask."&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "What does it do ?"&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl : "It keeps hot things hot and cold things cold"&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "I'll buy it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Kok Beng goes to work with his thermos flask&lt;br /&gt;Boss : "What is that shiny object?"&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "It's a thermos flask."&lt;br /&gt;Boss : "What does it do ?"&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "It keeps hot things hot and cold things cold"&lt;br /&gt;Boss : "What do you have in it?"&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "Two cups of coffee and one cup of ice cream"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking photocopies of documents, Kok Beng always compares it with the original for spelling mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng always smiles during lightning storms because he thinks his picture is being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't Kok Beng dial 911?&lt;br /&gt;Because he can't find the number 11 (eleven) on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng had just bought a new computer and was using it. When he encountered some problems. He decided to use the 'Help' command after some tries. Soon after, he became very irritated and called the computer retailer for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "I press the 'F1' key for help lah, but it's been over half an hour and still nobody come and help me ?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng with two red ears went to his doctor. The doctor asked him what had happened to his ears and he answered, "I was ironing a shirt and the phone ring - but instead of picking up the phone, I accidentally picked up the iron and stuck it to my ear"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh dear !" the doctor exclaimed in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;"But ....... what happened to the other ear ?"&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng answered : "That stupid dumbo called back !!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng talk to a long-distance telephone operator.&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng: "COULD YOU PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME THE TIME DIFFERENCE BETWEEN&lt;br /&gt;Taipei AND LAS VEGAS ?" Operator: "JUST A MINUTE..."&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng : "THANK YOU " AND PUTS DOWN THE PHONE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completing a jigsaw puzzle he'd been working on for quite sometime, Kok Beng proudly shows off the finished puzzle to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;"It took me ONLY 5 MONTHS TO DO IT", Kok Beng brags.&lt;br /&gt;"FIVE MONTHS? THAT'S TOO LONG", the friend exclaims.&lt;br /&gt;"YOU ARE A FOOL." Kok Beng replies, "SEE THIS BOX, IT IS WRITTEN FOR 4-7 YRS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a bar in New York, the man to Kok Beng's left tells the bartender, "JOHNNIE WALKER, SINGLE" and his companion says, "JACK DANIELS, SINGLE".&lt;br /&gt;The bartender approaches Kok Beng and asks, "AND YOU, SIR ?"&lt;br /&gt;Kok Beng replies : "Tan Kok Beng, MARRIED"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2672128661262655624?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2672128661262655624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2672128661262655624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2672128661262655624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2672128661262655624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-jokes.html' title='Funny Jokes'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2738179451107835397</id><published>2009-05-18T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:15:24.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; story shared by Johnathon Foong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;After the retirement of a General Manager, a company was looking to promote one of their employees to fill up the position. The board of directors spent weeks looking through records and potential of the employees, until there were 2 left. These 2 were equally capable in their sales record and potential, and the board of directors decided to test them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;These 2 candidates were given a task "to go to Africa and do a market research on the prospect of selling sports shoes there".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Both candidates flew to Africa and spent 1 month there, living with the people and thinking of ways to sell sports shoes. After they came back, they both reported to the board of directors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The first candidate said, "Sirs, I am sorry, but there is not way we can sell our sports shoes in Africa. The people there do not wear shoes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The second candidate said, "Sirs, I am EXCITED! There is a BIG market out there in Africa. Nobody wears shoes, so there's no competition."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Which candidate do you think got promoted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;====================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Success and Failure is dependent on how we face problems. If you focus on the problem, you will see failure. If you look at ways around the problem, you will see success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Life is full of opportunities, but people are too focus on problems and failures to notice them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"When one door closes, another opens. If you are too focused on the closed door, you will never see the door that is opened for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you find yourself always failing when you use the same method to approach a problem, why don't try a new method to tackle the same problem? Einstein once said, "It is insanity when people do the same things over and over again, but expect different results."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So my dear friends, from today onwards, be more aware of how you are handling your problems. I hope you all will handle it the right way, and get the success you deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you like this story, please share with your friends. Everybody deserves success for the effort they put in. They just need to put in effort in the right direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2738179451107835397?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2738179451107835397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2738179451107835397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2738179451107835397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2738179451107835397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/05/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8905606793406860379</id><published>2009-04-19T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:37:13.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD is important</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Without GOD, our week would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinday&lt;br /&gt;Mournday&lt;br /&gt;Tearsday&lt;br /&gt;Wasteday&lt;br /&gt;Thirstday&lt;br /&gt;Fightday&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Shatterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8905606793406860379?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8905606793406860379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8905606793406860379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8905606793406860379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8905606793406860379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-is-important.html' title='GOD is important'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7747749672983080569</id><published>2009-02-07T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:13:24.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This game is super fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Warning: It is addictive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the link&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://armorgames.com/play/841/grid16"&gt;http://armorgames.com/play/841/grid16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;High score 6027&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7747749672983080569?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7747749672983080569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7747749672983080569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7747749672983080569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7747749672983080569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-game-is-super-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5327860244922514155</id><published>2009-01-27T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:02:45.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 dont's after a meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*    Don't smoke- Experiment from experts proves that smoking a cigarette after meal is comparable to smoking 10 cigarettes (chances of cancer is higher).                                                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;*     Don't eat fruits immediately - Immediately eating fruits after meals will cause stomach to be bloated with air. Therefore take fruit 1-2 hr after meal or 1hr before meal.                                            &lt;br /&gt;*   Don't drink tea - Because tea leaves contain a high content of acid. This substance will cause the Protein content in the food we consume to be hardened thus difficult to digest.          &lt;br /&gt;*    Don't loosen your belt - Loosening the belt after a meal will easily cause the intestine to be twisted &amp;amp; blocked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*    Don't bathe - Bathing will cause the increase of blood flow to the hands, legs &amp;amp; body thus the amount of blood around the stomach will therefore decrease.  This will weaken the digestive system in our stomach.              &lt;br /&gt;*    Don't walk about - People always say that after a meal walk a hundred steps and you will live till 99. In actual fact this is not true. Walking will cause the digestive system to be unable to absorb the nutrition from the food we intake.                              &lt;br /&gt;*    Don't sleep immediately - The food we intake will not be able to digest properly. Thus will lead to gastric &amp;amp; infection in our intestine.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5327860244922514155?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5327860244922514155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5327860244922514155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5327860244922514155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5327860244922514155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/01/7-donts-after-meal.html' title='7 dont&apos;s after a meal'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2912934141448403069</id><published>2009-01-07T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:50:58.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Extracted from "&lt;a href="http://www.justriddlesandmore.com/gry.html"&gt;http://www.justriddlesandmore.com/gry.html&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand the "GRY" riddle, it is essential that you accept that riddles are simply brain teasers using word tricks. To be a riddle, there must be a trick in the wording or usage of words in the riddle. A riddle is not generally answered by a fact or information found in a reference book. Also, a riddle often uses a trick from magic - that is, misdirection - some of the words are there to mislead you to thinking about something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the problem with the "GRY" riddle being circulated currently is this: the riddle has been mutilated and re-worded (presented here below - read it and see if it is the version you have been pondering) to something that absolutely cannot be answered. There is no answer to this version of the "GRY" Riddle - and rightly so, seeing as how it is not the correct version! This is the most commonly (though incorrect!) version of the "GRY" Riddle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are three words in the English language that end in -GRY. Two are HUNGRY and ANGRY. The third one everyone uses every day and knows what it stands for. If you listened carefully, I already told you what the word is. What is the third word?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the riddle here? What is the puzzle? If the above is NOT the correct version, what is?? The following is what we believe to be the correct version of the "GRY" riddle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think of words ending in -GRY. Angry and hungry are two of them. There are only three words in the English language. What is the third word? The word is something that everyone uses every day. If you have listened carefully, I have already told you what it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now let's take this riddle apart and solve it as a riddle. Remember, that a riddle has a trick with the words or usage of the words. The trick in this puzzle is misdirection. There are words here that are meant to mislead you and they do just that. The first two sentences in the puzzle have nothing to do with the question being asked: "Think of words ending in -GRY. Angry and hungry are two of them." Ignore these two sentences. They are there to mislead and distract you. Works doesn't it??? Now, what is left is the "meat" of the riddle: "There are only three words in the English language. What is the third word? The word is something that everyone uses every day. If you have listened carefully, I have already told you what it is." In the phrase, the English language, the third word is simply the word 'language'. There you have it!! Get it? 'Language' is definitely something everyone uses every day and in the phrase "the English language" is the third word! OK, now you're saying,"That can't be it; too easy!!" But remember what a riddle is and that the "GRY" riddle is a riddle - NOT a trivia question. "Ok", you're saying, "But that is really stupid!" Hey, we didn't write this riddle - but we do believe that we have the solution, stupid or not! We don't have actual statistics, but we can say that the "GRY" riddle has really gotten around over the last twenty years or so and we get MANY requests for the solution. As is the case with riddles, you need to listen or read them carefully before solving and before passing them along. Somehow, the "GRY" riddle got really distorted - hopefully this explanation will help and satisfy all of you who have been racking your brains for the answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there really are words in the English language that end in -GRY. However, they are definitely obscure and to most of us unknown and rarely used. When have you used bowgry, hogry, hangry or aggry in everyday circumstances? (Remember the riddle clearly states that the answer is something used every day by everyone.) So forget about using any of those obscure words! Instead, start repeating the riddle in its correct version and be happy that you now know the solution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I check the dictionary and no such words exists, with the exception of aggry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2912934141448403069?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2912934141448403069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2912934141448403069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2912934141448403069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2912934141448403069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/01/extracted-from-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5237238619947157039</id><published>2009-01-03T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:00:34.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A RIDDLE THAT'LL KILL YOUR BRAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is going to make you so MAD! There are three words in the English language that end in "gry". ONE is angry and the other is hungry. EveryONE knows what the third ONE means and what it stands for. EveryONE uses them everyday, and if you listened very carefully, I've given you the third word. What is it? _______gry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I do not know the answer. What can it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5237238619947157039?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5237238619947157039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5237238619947157039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5237238619947157039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5237238619947157039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2009/01/riddle-thatll-kill-your-brain.html' title='A RIDDLE THAT&apos;LL KILL YOUR BRAIN!'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-555316890852082935</id><published>2008-12-28T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:25:17.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is Better than Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Santa lives at the North Pole.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Santa rides in a sleigh&lt;br /&gt;JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.&lt;br /&gt;Santa comes but once a year&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is an ever present help.&lt;br /&gt;Santa fills your stockings with goodies&lt;br /&gt;JESUS supplies all your needs.&lt;br /&gt;Santa comes down your chimney uninvited&lt;br /&gt;JESUS stands at your door and knocks.. and then enters your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You have to stand in line to see Santa&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.&lt;br /&gt;Santa lets you sit on his lap&lt;br /&gt;JESUS lets you rest in His arms.&lt;br /&gt;Santa doesn't know your name, all he can say is "Hi little boy or girl, What's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;JESUS knew our name before we did. Not only does He know our name, He knows our address too. He knows our history and future and He even knows how many hairs are on our heads.&lt;br /&gt;Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly&lt;br /&gt;JESUS has a heart full of love.&lt;br /&gt;All Santa can offer is HO HO HO&lt;br /&gt;JESUS offers health, help and hope.&lt;br /&gt;Santa says "You better not cry"&lt;br /&gt;JESUS says "Cast all your cares on me for I care for you.&lt;br /&gt;Santa's little helpers make toys&lt;br /&gt;JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts, repairs broken homes and builds mansions.&lt;br /&gt;Santa may make you chuckle but&lt;br /&gt;JESUS gives you joy that is your strength.&lt;br /&gt;While Santa puts gifts under your tree&lt;br /&gt;JESUS became our gift and died on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;It's obvious there is really no comparison.&lt;br /&gt;We need to remember WHO Christmas is all about.&lt;br /&gt;We need to put Christ back in Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is still the reason for the season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-555316890852082935?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/555316890852082935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=555316890852082935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/555316890852082935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/555316890852082935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/12/jesus-is-better-than-santa.html' title='Jesus is Better than Santa'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-6631319854835953979</id><published>2008-12-10T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:00:10.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty girl wants rich hunsband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got this at a forum. Interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A young and pretty lady posted this on a popular forum: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?I'm going to be honest of what I'm going to say here. I'm 25 this year.I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above. You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York . My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary?Are you all married? I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you? Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden , $250k annual income is not enough. I'm here humbly to ask a few questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Which age group should I target?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Why most wives of the riches is only average-looking? I've met a few girls who don?t have looks and are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) How do you decide who can be your wife, and who can only be your girlfriend? (My target now is to get married)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms. Pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a reply from a Wall Street Financial guy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Ms. Pretty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. Please allow me to analyze your situation as a professional investor. My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here.From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you.The answer is very simple, so let me explain. Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of beauty and money: Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square. However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year. Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worried 10 years later. By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a trading position. If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or leased. Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income. This has better chance than finding a rich fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, beauty is not everything. Character, or inner beauty is much more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Webbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2194218"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=2194218&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-6631319854835953979?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/6631319854835953979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=6631319854835953979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6631319854835953979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6631319854835953979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/12/pretty-girl-wants-rich-hunsband.html' title='Pretty girl wants rich hunsband'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-6593215490962254764</id><published>2008-11-24T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:03:14.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I almost collided with a glass wall while walking out through the “exit” of a shop. The glass is transparent, which can be considered as being invisible. Being invisible is one of the greatest fantasies for many young children, including me. The term is normally used in fictional books; some examples are Harry Potter series, Fantastic Four, The Incredibles, and The Lord of the Rings. Even in the show Pokemon, where creatures can turn invisible with their powerful attacks. Isn’t it cool to be invisible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does an object appear invisible? First, we have to know light works. Light from a source is being reflected by the object and travels into your eyes, and the image is formed in your brain. The objects only absorbed light of a certain wavelength, and the complementary color is seen. Hence, a red objects appears black if only blue light is shone onto it. These concepts are basic and should be simple enough to comprehend. How then do we prevent light from reflecting off that object? Scientist have been experimenting that for years and may have come out a solution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists have created metamaterials, which can allow light to flow pass the object instead of being reflected by it. However, it is limited only to a particular wavelength of light, and not the whole spectrum. Hence, a lot work still need to be done to create such a material. Click &lt;a href="http://www.popsci.com/scitech/article/2006-09/first-invisibility-shield"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the video of a car becoming invisible. By allowing light to pass through you, you do indeed become invisible. If there is indeed an invisible cloak that could worked over the entire spectrum, the lack of light would make the inside black, and you wouldn´t be able to see outside. No one knows exactly what would happen if you turned on a flashlight inside the cloak. Thus, it is not that easy to become invisible as of now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One simple way to be invisible is to make everyone blind. Then you can see everyone, but no one can see you. Right? Or one could ask illusionist like David Copperfield how to make things disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reference&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Invisibility&lt;br /&gt;http://www.physorg.com/news107011336.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-6593215490962254764?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/6593215490962254764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=6593215490962254764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6593215490962254764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6593215490962254764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/invisibility.html' title='Invisibility'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3345427773423544303</id><published>2008-11-22T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:58:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test your IQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man&lt;br /&gt;1. ------------&lt;br /&gt;      Board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       stand&lt;br /&gt;2. ------------&lt;br /&gt;           i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. /r/e/a/d/i/n/g/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.    r&lt;br /&gt;road&lt;br /&gt;     a &lt;br /&gt;     d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.     Cycle&lt;br /&gt;        Cycle&lt;br /&gt;        Cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          0&lt;br /&gt;6. ------------&lt;br /&gt;       M.D.&lt;br /&gt;       Ph.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      knee&lt;br /&gt;7. ------------&lt;br /&gt;       light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        ground&lt;br /&gt;8     ---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;       feet feet feet feet feet feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He ' s X himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ecnalg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Death ..... Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. THINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last one is real fun - - -&lt;br /&gt;13. ababaaabbbbaaaabbbbababaabbaaabbbb . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers [ Do not peek if you have not answer all the questions!!! ]&lt;br /&gt;1. Man Overboard&lt;br /&gt;2. I Understand&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading Between the Lines&lt;br /&gt;4. Cross Road&lt;br /&gt;5. Tricycle&lt;br /&gt;6. Two Degrees below Zero&lt;br /&gt;7. Neon Light (knee-on-light)&lt;br /&gt;8. Six Feet Underground&lt;br /&gt;9. He ' s by Himself&lt;br /&gt;10. Backward Glance&lt;br /&gt;11. Life after Death&lt;br /&gt;12. Think Big&lt;br /&gt;13. Long Time No ' c'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have done it, can you people please tag how many you got correct? Haha =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3345427773423544303?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3345427773423544303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3345427773423544303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3345427773423544303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3345427773423544303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/test-your-iq.html' title='Test your IQ'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7625518192339940951</id><published>2008-11-19T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:24:06.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Personality Test</title><content type='html'>Select the shape below that appeals to you the most and then&lt;br /&gt;click on that shape to read about your personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These represent the nine basic personality types. See which&lt;br /&gt;personality type you are based on your selection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtrTDBII/AAAAAAAAAJU/bCzJjNrw09c/s1600-h/image_009.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtrTDBII/AAAAAAAAAJU/bCzJjNrw09c/s200/image_009.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199710181950594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtvbmBBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/DxYBnfg5Nlg/s1600-h/image_008.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtvbmBBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/DxYBnfg5Nlg/s200/image_008.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199711291540498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtQBEuzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/R7MaJBG-ce0/s1600-h/image_007.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtQBEuzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/R7MaJBG-ce0/s200/image_007.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199702858808114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtXU9enI/AAAAAAAAAI8/z8ThfcitIeY/s1600-h/image_006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtXU9enI/AAAAAAAAAI8/z8ThfcitIeY/s200/image_006.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199704821267058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCjBbg-iI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9KQdOsc_dWI/s1600-h/image_005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCjBbg-iI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9KQdOsc_dWI/s200/image_005.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199527144487458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCjKh9xYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5qP06yoMDkg/s1600-h/image_004.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCjKh9xYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5qP06yoMDkg/s200/image_004.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199529587459458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCi1nKIxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SXv85yXq5w4/s1600-h/image_003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCi1nKIxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SXv85yXq5w4/s200/image_003.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199523972096786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCi18X3TI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-yV7IYw3-9U/s1600-h/image_002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCi18X3TI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-yV7IYw3-9U/s200/image_002.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199524061076786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCisE5aoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aXxBTmlcPTg/s1600-h/image_001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCisE5aoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aXxBTmlcPTg/s200/image_001.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270199521412475522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look Below To Find Out What Each Shape Means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Introspective ~ Sensitive ~ Reflective&lt;br /&gt;You come to grips more frequently and thoroughly with yourself and&lt;br /&gt;your environment than do most people. You detest superficiality;&lt;br /&gt;you'd rather be alone than have to suffer through small talk. But your&lt;br /&gt;relationships with your friends are highly intensive, which gives you&lt;br /&gt;the inner tranquility and harmony that you need in order to feel good.&lt;br /&gt;However it is no problem for you to be alone for extended periods of&lt;br /&gt;time, without becoming bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Independent ~ Unconventional ~ Unfettered&lt;br /&gt;You demand a free and unattached life for yourself that allows you to&lt;br /&gt;determine your own course. You have an artistic bent in your work or&lt;br /&gt;leisure activities. Your urge for freedom sometimes causes you to do&lt;br /&gt;exactly the opposite of what expected of you. Your lifestyle is highly&lt;br /&gt;individualistic. You would never blindly imitate what is "in"; on the&lt;br /&gt;contrary, you seek to live according to your own ideas and&lt;br /&gt;convictions, even if this means swimming against the tide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dynamic ~ Active ~ Extroverted&lt;br /&gt;You are quite willing to accept certain risks and to make a strong&lt;br /&gt;commitment in exchange for interesting and varied work. Routine, in&lt;br /&gt;contrast, tends to have a paralyzing effect on you. What you like&lt;br /&gt;most is to be able to play an active role in events. In doing so, your&lt;br /&gt;initiative is highly pronounced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Down to Earth ~ Well-Balanced ~ Harmonious&lt;br /&gt;You value a natural style and love that which is uncomplicated. People&lt;br /&gt;admire you because you have both feet planted firmly on the ground&lt;br /&gt;and they can depend on you. You give those who are close to you&lt;br /&gt;security and space. You are perceived as being warm and human. You&lt;br /&gt;reject everything that is garish and trite. You tend to be skeptical&lt;br /&gt;toward the whims of fashion trends. For you, clothing has to be&lt;br /&gt;practical and unobtrusively elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Professional ~ Pragmatic ~ Self-assured&lt;br /&gt;You take charge of your life, and place less faith in your luck and&lt;br /&gt;more in your own deeds. You solve problems in a practical,&lt;br /&gt;uncomplicated manner. You take a realistic view of the things in your&lt;br /&gt;daily life and tackle them without wavering. You are given a great&lt;br /&gt;deal of responsibility at work, because people know that you can be&lt;br /&gt;depended upon. Your pronounced strength of will projects your self-&lt;br /&gt;assurance to others. You are never fully satisfied until you have&lt;br /&gt;accomplished your ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Peaceful ~ Discreet ~ Non-Aggressive&lt;br /&gt;You are easy-going yet discreet. You make friends effortlessly, yet&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your privacy and independence. You like to get away from it all&lt;br /&gt;and be alone from time to time to contemplate the meaning of life and&lt;br /&gt;enjoy yourself. You need space, so you escape to beautiful hideaways,&lt;br /&gt;but you are not a loner. You are at peace with yourself and the world,&lt;br /&gt;and you appreciate life and what this world has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Carefree ~ Playful ~ Cheerful&lt;br /&gt;You love a free and spontaneous life. And you attempt to enjoy it to&lt;br /&gt;the fullest, in accordance with the motto: "You only live once." You&lt;br /&gt;are very curious and open about everything new; you thrive on change.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is worse than when you feel tied down. You experience your&lt;br /&gt;environment as being versatile and always good for a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Romantic ~ Dreamy ~ Emotional&lt;br /&gt;You are a very sensitive person. You refuse to view things only from a&lt;br /&gt;sober, rational standpoint. What your feelings tell you is just as&lt;br /&gt;important to you. In fact, you feel it is important to have dreams in&lt;br /&gt;life, too. You reject people who scorn romanticism and are guided only&lt;br /&gt;by rationality. You refuse to let anything confine the rich variety of&lt;br /&gt;your moods and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Analytical ~ Trustworthy ~ Self-assured&lt;br /&gt;Your momentary sensitivity represents that which is of high quality&lt;br /&gt;and durable. Consequently, you like to surround yourself with little&lt;br /&gt;"gems," which you discover wherever others overlook them. Thus,&lt;br /&gt;culture plays a special role in your life. You have found your own&lt;br /&gt;personal style, which is elegant and exclusive, free from the whims of&lt;br /&gt;fashion. Your ideal, upon which you base your life, is cultured&lt;br /&gt;pleasure. You value a certain level of culture on the part of the&lt;br /&gt;people with whom you associate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reference&lt;br /&gt;http://www.emusing.com/f_tpt1103.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7625518192339940951?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7625518192339940951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7625518192339940951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7625518192339940951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7625518192339940951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/select-shape-below-that-appeals-to-you.html' title='The Personality Test'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SSOCtrTDBII/AAAAAAAAAJU/bCzJjNrw09c/s72-c/image_009.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8267257571273279310</id><published>2008-11-16T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:15:21.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling the truth</title><content type='html'>A man tells his wife that he's going out to buy cigarettes. When he&lt;br /&gt;gets to the store he finds out however, that it's closed. So the guy&lt;br /&gt;ends up going down to the local bar to use the vending machine. While&lt;br /&gt;there he had a few beer and began talking to this beautiful girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a few more beer and the next thing he knew he was in this&lt;br /&gt;girl's apartment and having quite a pleasurable time. The next&lt;br /&gt;thing he knew it was 3:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my god, my wife is going to kill me!" he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Quick give me some talcum powder!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got him some and he rubbed it all over his hands. When he got&lt;br /&gt;home his wife was up waiting for him and she was furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where the hell have you been!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Well to tell you the truth, I went into a bar, had a few&lt;br /&gt;drinks, went home with this blonde and I slept with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me see your hands!" she demanded. He showed his wife his&lt;br /&gt;powdery hands. "Damn liar, you were out bowling again!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8267257571273279310?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8267257571273279310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8267257571273279310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8267257571273279310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8267257571273279310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/telling-truth.html' title='Telling the truth'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2676965753186079701</id><published>2008-11-16T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:02:44.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "F" test</title><content type='html'>Read the following sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISHED FILES ARE THE RESULT OF YEARS&lt;br /&gt;OF SCIENTIFIC STUDY COMBINED WITH&lt;br /&gt;THE EXPERIENCE OF YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now read through the above sentence counting aloud the "F"s&lt;br /&gt;as you find them (1...2...etc). Count them ONLY ONCE:&lt;br /&gt;Do not go back and count them again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are six F's in the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;If you spotted none, go back to kndergarden to learn your ABC&lt;br /&gt;If you spotted one, you are noob.&lt;br /&gt;If you spotted two, you're below average.&lt;br /&gt;A person of average intelligence finds three of them.&lt;br /&gt;If you spotted four, you're above average.&lt;br /&gt;If you got five, you can turn your nose at most anybody.&lt;br /&gt;If you caught six, you are a genius.&lt;br /&gt;There is no catch. Many people forget the "OF"'s.&lt;br /&gt;The human brain tends to see them as V's and not F's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2676965753186079701?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2676965753186079701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2676965753186079701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2676965753186079701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2676965753186079701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/f-test.html' title='The &quot;F&quot; test'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-4082551135902491661</id><published>2008-11-16T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:05:07.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can it be?</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there lived a king.&lt;br /&gt;The king had a beautiful daughter, the princess!&lt;br /&gt;But there was a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything the princess touched would melt. No matter what; metal,&lt;br /&gt;wood, plastic- anything she touched would melt. Because of this, men&lt;br /&gt;were afraid of her. Nobody would dare marry her. The king despaired.&lt;br /&gt;What could he do to help his daughter. He consulted his wizards and&lt;br /&gt;magicians. One wizard told the king, "If your daughter touches one&lt;br /&gt;thing that does not melt in her hands, she will be cured."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king was overjoyed. The next day, he held a&lt;br /&gt;competition. Any man that could bring his daughter&lt;br /&gt;an object that would not melt would marry her and&lt;br /&gt;inherit the king's wealth. Three young princes took&lt;br /&gt;up the challenge. The first prince brought a very&lt;br /&gt;hard alloy of titanium. But alas, once the princess&lt;br /&gt;touched it, it melted. The prince went away sadly.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The second prince brought a huge diamond, thinking that&lt;br /&gt;diamond is the hardest substance in the world and surely,&lt;br /&gt;it would not melt. But alas, once the princess touched it,&lt;br /&gt;it melted. He too was sent away disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third prince approached. He told the princess,&lt;br /&gt;"Put your hand in my pant's frony pocket and feel what is in&lt;br /&gt;there." The princess did as she was told, though she&lt;br /&gt;turned red. She felt something hard and round. She held it tightly in&lt;br /&gt;her hand, staring at that object. And it did not melt!!!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The king was overjoyed. Everybody in the kingdom was overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;And the third prince married the princess and they both lived&lt;br /&gt;happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But The Question Is :&lt;br /&gt;What was the object in the prince's pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were M&amp;amp;M's of course!&lt;br /&gt;They melt in your mouth, not in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you thinking of?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-4082551135902491661?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/4082551135902491661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=4082551135902491661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4082551135902491661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4082551135902491661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-can-it-be.html' title='What can it be?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-4232466847991837064</id><published>2008-11-15T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:24:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intricate Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nicholas/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There have been a lot of news about fake goods out there and it would continue to be there till the government of China does something about it. Firstly, there was the chicken egg made from synthetic materials and char siew buns containing pieces of cupboard. Surprisingly, the people consuming the “edible” products do not realize it until too late. One thing I do not understand is that eggs are so cheap to manufacture, and they still want to increase profits by using synthetic and dangerous materials to produce them. China has been very professional in making counterfeit products, and will continue so for a very long time. The products range from Rolex watches to the DVDs that can be found in every corner of a city. Many people believed that by purchasing these goods, they are in saving money. While in actual fact, it is the organizations that are raking in the profits, and the customer is losing in one way or another. I have to admit that their counterfeit products are really similar to the genuine ones. The latest milk scandal should have taught us the consequences of our actions. By continuing to buy these products, we are supporting them in running their business. The people in the organization have no feelings for others. Milk is use to feed infants, and they are not guilty that their products have done permanent damage to these innocent lives. This world is really a selfish place to be in. World leaders fight with one another, greedy people cheat the innocent and the cunning get away with whatever they wished for. I cannot and may never will understand why these people did those actions. It is really an intricate world, where humans are the only creatures who have inflicted damage that may cause extinction to our own species. Can someone out there explain to me the reason for our existence? If we are born to kill off one another, where is the love or conscientious in each and every one of us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nicholas/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nicholas/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} -There have been a lot of news about fake goods out there and it would continue to be there till the government of China does something about it. Firstly, there was the chicken egg made from synthetic materials and char siew buns containing pieces of cupboard. Surprisingly, the people consuming the “edible” products do not realize it until too late. One thing I do not understand is that eggs are so cheap to manufacture, and they still want to increase profits by using synthetic and dangerous materials to produce them. China has been very professional in making counterfeit products, and will continue so for a very long time. The products range from Rolex watches to the DVDs that can be found in every corner of a city. Many people believed that by purchasing these goods, they are in saving money. While in actual fact, it is the organizations that are raking in the profits, and the customer is losing in one way or another. I have to admit that their counterfeit products are really similar to the genuine ones. The latest milk scandal should have taught us the consequences of our actions. By continuing to buy these products, we are supporting them in running their business. The people in the organization have no feelings for others. Milk is use to feed infants, and they are not guilty that their products have done permanent damage to these innocent lives. This world is really a selfish place to be in. World leaders fight with one another, greedy people cheat the innocent and the cunning get away with whatever they wished for. I cannot and may never will understand why these people did those actions. It is really an intricate world, where humans are the only creatures who have inflicted damage that may cause extinction to our own species. Can someone out there explain to me the reason for our existence? If we are born to kill off one another, where is the love or conscientious in each and every one of us?  There have been a lot of news about fake goods out there and it would continue to be there till the government of China does something about it. Firstly, there was the chicken egg made from synthetic materials and char siew buns containing pieces of cupboard. Surprisingly, the people consuming the “edible” products do not realize it until too late. One thing I do not understand is that eggs are so cheap to manufacture, and they still want to increase profits by using synthetic and dangerous materials to produce them. China has been very professional in making counterfeit products, and will continue so for a very long time. The products range from Rolex watches to the DVDs that can be found in every corner of a city. Many people believed that by purchasing these goods, they are in saving money. While in actual fact, it is the organizations that are raking in the profits, and the customer is losing in one way or another. I have to admit that their counterfeit products are really similar to the genuine ones. The latest milk scandal should have taught us the consequences of our actions. By continuing to buy these products, we are supporting them in running their business. The people in the organization have no feelings for others. Milk is use to feed infants, and they are not guilty that their products have done permanent damage to these innocent lives. This world is really a selfish place to be in. World leaders fight with one another, greedy people cheat the innocent and the cunning get away with whatever they wished for. I cannot and may never will understand why these people did those actions. It is really an intricate world, where humans are the only creatures who have inflicted damage that may cause extinction to our own species. Can someone out there explain to me the reason for our existence? If we are born to kill off one another, where is the love or conscientious in each and every one of us?  There have been a lot of news about fake goods out there and it would continue to be there till the government of China does something about it. Firstly, there was the chicken egg made from synthetic materials and char siew buns containing pieces of cupboard. Surprisingly, the people consuming the “edible” products do not realize it until too late. One thing I do not understand is that eggs are so cheap to manufacture, and they still want to increase profits by using synthetic and dangerous materials to produce them. China has been very professional in making counterfeit products, and will continue so for a very long time. The products range from Rolex watches to the DVDs that can be found in every corner of a city. Many people believed that by purchasing these goods, they are in saving money. While in actual fact, it is the organizations that are raking in the profits, and the customer is losing in one way or another. I have to admit that their counterfeit products are really similar to the genuine ones. The latest milk scandal should have taught us the consequences of our actions. By continuing to buy these products, we are supporting them in running their business. The people in the organization have no feelings for others. Milk is use to feed infants, and they are not guilty that their products have done permanent damage to these innocent lives. This world is really a selfish place to be in. World leaders fight with one another, greedy people cheat the innocent and the cunning get away with whatever they wished for. I cannot and may never will understand why these people did those actions. It is really an intricate world, where humans are the only creatures who have inflicted damage that may cause extinction to our own species. Can someone out there explain to me the reason for our existence? If we are born to kill off one another, where is the love or conscientious in each and every one of us?  There have been a lot of news about fake goods out there and it would continue to be there till the government of China does something about it. Firstly, there was the chicken egg made from synthetic materials and char siew buns containing pieces of cupboard. Surprisingly, the people consuming the “edible” products do not realize it until too late. One thing I do not understand is that eggs are so cheap to manufacture, and they still want to increase profits by using synthetic and dangerous materials to produce them. China has been very professional in making counterfeit products, and will continue so for a very long time. The products range from Rolex watches to the DVDs that can be found in every corner of a city. Many people believed that by purchasing these goods, they are in saving money. While in actual fact, it is the organizations that are raking in the profits, and the customer is losing in one way or another. I have to admit that their counterfeit products are really similar to the genuine ones. The latest milk scandal should have taught us the consequences of our actions. By continuing to buy these products, we are supporting them in running their business. The people in the organization have no feelings for others. Milk is use to feed infants, and they are not guilty that their products have done permanent damage to these innocent lives. This world is really a selfish place to be in. World leaders fight with one another, greedy people cheat the innocent and the cunning get away with whatever they wished for. I cannot and may never will understand why these people did those actions. It is really an intricate world, where humans are the only creatures who have inflicted damage that may cause extinction to our own species. Can someone out there explain to me the reason for our existence? If we are born to kill off one another, where is the love or conscientious in each and every one of us?  &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nicholas/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-4232466847991837064?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/4232466847991837064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=4232466847991837064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4232466847991837064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4232466847991837064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/intricate-universe.html' title='Intricate Universe'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7695126427829955396</id><published>2008-11-13T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:19:29.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How hot can hell be?</title><content type='html'>A thermodynamics professor had written a take home exam&lt;br /&gt;for his graduate students. It had one question:&lt;br /&gt;"Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?&lt;br /&gt;Support your answer with proof."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law&lt;br /&gt;(gas cools off when it expands and heats up when it is compressed)&lt;br /&gt;or some variant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One student, however, wrote the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So,&lt;br /&gt;we need to know the rate that souls are moving into Hell and the rate&lt;br /&gt;they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul&lt;br /&gt;gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different&lt;br /&gt;religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state&lt;br /&gt;that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;Since there are more than one of these religions and since people do&lt;br /&gt;not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and&lt;br /&gt;all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can&lt;br /&gt;expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because&lt;br /&gt;Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure&lt;br /&gt;in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls&lt;br /&gt;are added. This gives two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1). If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls&lt;br /&gt;enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase&lt;br /&gt;until all Hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2). Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase&lt;br /&gt;of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until&lt;br /&gt;Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we accept the postulate given to me by Ms. Banyan&lt;br /&gt;during my Freshman year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That it will be a cold night in Hell before I sleep with you,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in&lt;br /&gt;having sexual relations with her, then #2 cannot be true,&lt;br /&gt;and so Hell is exothermic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student got the only A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7695126427829955396?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7695126427829955396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7695126427829955396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7695126427829955396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7695126427829955396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-hot-can-hell-be.html' title='How hot can hell be?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8929520058506950988</id><published>2008-11-12T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:22:45.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird reason why people go to the ER</title><content type='html'>ER refers to the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 28-year old male was brought into the ER after an attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;The man had swallowed several nitroglycerin pills and a fifth of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;When asked about the bruises about his head and chest he said that&lt;br /&gt;they were from him ramming himself into the wall in an attempt to&lt;br /&gt;make the nitroglycerin explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 50-year old woman came into the ER with a complaint of mild&lt;br /&gt;abdominal pain. During a pelvic exam the doctor found that the lady had&lt;br /&gt;inserted a whole chicken piece by piece into her private area. Unable to&lt;br /&gt;have children she was hoping that the chicken would turn into a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man in his mid-fifties did a Loraina Bobbit on himself in a drunken&lt;br /&gt;rage and ended up in the ER. The urologist thought that he could&lt;br /&gt;reattach the man's genitalia if it could be recovered and if it was in&lt;br /&gt;good condition. The police were dispatched to the man's house and the&lt;br /&gt;search was on. During the search, one of the officers heard a choking&lt;br /&gt;sound coming from the man's poodle that was sitting in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;After a brief fight, the officer was able to retrieve the man's jewels&lt;br /&gt;from the dog's mouth. After inspection of the parts by the urologist&lt;br /&gt;it was decided that the man would need to be taught to pee while&lt;br /&gt;sitting. The officer was given a commendation from his precinct&lt;br /&gt;for medical assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman with shortness of breath and who weighed approximately 500&lt;br /&gt;lbs was dragged into the ER on a tarp by six firemen. While trying to&lt;br /&gt;undress the lady an asthma inhaler fell out of one of the folds under her&lt;br /&gt;arm. After an X-ray showed a round mass on the left side of her chest&lt;br /&gt;her massive left breast was lifted to find a shiny new dime. And last but&lt;br /&gt;not least during a pelvic exam a TV remote control was discovered in one&lt;br /&gt;of the folds of her crotch. She became known as "The Human Couch".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doctor who spoke limited Spanish was rushed to a car in the ER&lt;br /&gt;parking lot to find a Spanish woman in the process of giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to tell the woman to push he started yelling "Puta! Puta! Puta!"&lt;br /&gt;At this the grandmother started to cry and the baby's father had to be&lt;br /&gt;restrained. What the doctor should have been saying was "Puja!" (Push!).&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he was saying, "Whore! Whore! Whore!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unconscious 36-year old male was brought to the ER with cocaine induced seizures. As a nurse pulled back his foreskin to insert a catheter a neatly folded twenty dollar bill fell out of the foreskin fold. When the man woke up and demanded to leave, the nurse gave him back his belongings and told him where she had found the money. His response: "It was a fifty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most non emergent ER visit: A male adolescent came&lt;br /&gt;in at 2 a.m. with a complaint of belly button lint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young female came to the ER with lower abdominal pain. During the&lt;br /&gt;exam and questioning, the female denied being sexually active. The&lt;br /&gt;doctor gave her a pregnancy test anyway and it came back positive.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor went back to the young female's room.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: "The results of your pregnancy test came back positive.&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you're not sexually active?"&lt;br /&gt;Patient: "Sexually active? No, sir, I just lay there."&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: "I see. Well, do you know who the father is?"&lt;br /&gt;Patient: "No. Who?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 92-year old woman had a full cardiac arrest at home and was rushed&lt;br /&gt;to the hospital. After about thirty minutes of unsuccessful resuscitation&lt;br /&gt;attempts, the old lady was pronounced dead. The doctor went to tell the&lt;br /&gt;lady's 78-year-old daughter that her mother didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't make it? Where could they be?&lt;br /&gt;She left in the ambulance forty-five minutes ago!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 15-year old boy was laying on a stretcher with his mother sitting next&lt;br /&gt;to him. The boy was coming down from "crank" (methamphetamine) that&lt;br /&gt;he had injected into his veins with needles he had been sharing with his&lt;br /&gt;friends. Concerned about this the doctor asked the boy if there was&lt;br /&gt;anything he might have been doing that put him at risk for AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;The boy thought for a while then said questioningly,&lt;br /&gt;"I've been screwing the dog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 19-year old female was asked why she was in the ER. She said that she&lt;br /&gt;and her boyfriend were having sex and the condom came off and she&lt;br /&gt;wasn't able to retrieve it with her fingers. "Then I went to the&lt;br /&gt;bathroom and 'gagged' myself to vomit, but couldn't vomit it up either."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8929520058506950988?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8929520058506950988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8929520058506950988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8929520058506950988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8929520058506950988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/weird-reason-why-people-go-to-er.html' title='Weird reason why people go to the ER'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-1675534121657161635</id><published>2008-11-11T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:40:54.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words women use... And what they actually mean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the word we use at the end of any argument that we feel we are&lt;br /&gt;right about but need to shut you up. NEVER use fine to describe how&lt;br /&gt;a woman looks. This will cause you to have one of those arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE MINUTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your&lt;br /&gt;football game is going to last before you take out the trash,&lt;br /&gt;so I feel that it's an even trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means something and you should be on your toes. "Nothing" is&lt;br /&gt;usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you&lt;br /&gt;inside out, upside down, and backwards. "Nothing" usually signifies an&lt;br /&gt;argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end with the word "Fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AHEAD (with raised eyebrows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dare. One that will result in a&lt;br /&gt;woman getting upset over "Nothing" and&lt;br /&gt;will end with the word "Fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO AHEAD (normal eyebrows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means "I give up" or "do what you want because&lt;br /&gt;I don't care". You will get a raised eyebrow&lt;br /&gt;"Go Ahead" in just a few minutes, followed by&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in&lt;br /&gt;about "Five Minutes" when she cools off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOUD SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not actually a word, but is still often a verbal statement&lt;br /&gt;very misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are&lt;br /&gt;an idiot at that moment and wonders why she is wasting her time&lt;br /&gt;standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOFT SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, not a word, but a verbal statement. "Soft Sighs" are one of&lt;br /&gt;the few things that some men actually understand. She is content. Your&lt;br /&gt;best bet is to not move or breathe and she will stay content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT'S OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can say to a&lt;br /&gt;man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before&lt;br /&gt;paying you retributions for what ever it is that you have done. "That's&lt;br /&gt;Okay" is often used with the word "Fine" and used in conjunction with a&lt;br /&gt;raised eyebrow "Go Ahead". At some point in the near future when she&lt;br /&gt;has plotted and planned, you are going to be in some mighty big trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a statement, it is an offer. A woman is giving you the&lt;br /&gt;chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for doing&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance to tell the&lt;br /&gt;truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a "That's Okay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman is thanking you. Do not faint, just say you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is much different than "Thanks". A woman will say,&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks A Lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It signifies&lt;br /&gt;that you have hurt her in some callous way, and will be followed by&lt;br /&gt;the "Loud Sigh". Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the&lt;br /&gt;"Loud Sigh", as she will only tell you "Nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference&lt;br /&gt;http://www.emusing.com/f_wwu0204.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-1675534121657161635?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/1675534121657161635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=1675534121657161635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1675534121657161635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1675534121657161635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/words-women-use-and-what-they-actually.html' title='Words women use... And what they actually mean'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3388534073661630205</id><published>2008-11-10T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:42:16.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mums are smart</title><content type='html'>John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother&lt;br /&gt;couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate Julie was. She&lt;br /&gt;had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his&lt;br /&gt;roommate, and this only made her more curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she&lt;br /&gt;started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate&lt;br /&gt;than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered,&lt;br /&gt;"I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you,&lt;br /&gt;Julie and I are just roommates."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week later, Julie came to John and said, "Ever since your&lt;br /&gt;mother came to dinner, I can't find the beautiful silver gravy ladle.&lt;br /&gt;You don't suppose she took it, do you?" John said,&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did'&lt;br /&gt;take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not'&lt;br /&gt;take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing&lt;br /&gt;ever since you were here for dinner. Love, John"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which&lt;br /&gt;read: "Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie. But the fact&lt;br /&gt;remains that if she were sleeping in her own bed, she would&lt;br /&gt;have found the gravy ladle by now. Love, Mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reference&lt;br /&gt;http://www.emusing.com/f_mas0204.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3388534073661630205?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3388534073661630205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3388534073661630205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3388534073661630205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3388534073661630205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/11/mums-are-smart.html' title='Mums are smart'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5894311773072832512</id><published>2008-10-12T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:58:37.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: The 10 commandments of losing weight by Arlene Normand</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nicholas/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;}  /* List Definitions */ @list l0 	{mso-list-id:662977443; 	mso-list-type:hybrid; 	mso-list-template-ids:1792034782 67698703 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715;} @list l0:level1 	{mso-level-tab-stop:.5in; 	mso-level-number-position:left; 	text-indent:-.25in;} ol 	{margin-bottom:0in;} ul 	{margin-bottom:0in;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;Book Review: The 10 commandments of losing weight by Arlene Normand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A lifestyle, not a diet&lt;br /&gt;A healthy lifestyle, not a short term diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get organized&lt;br /&gt;Do not always buy fast food. Plan early and ensure you know what you going to eat in advance. Expect when you are going to have your next meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat small&lt;br /&gt;Watch your portion size. Stop when you feel full, not bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn to leave food on your plate&lt;br /&gt;This is wasting food and against my morals. As you guys know, I normally pray before I eat my meal. By leaving food on my plate, I am wasting the food. However, it was stated that if you leave food on your plate, it demonstrates that you are in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Never feel deprived&lt;br /&gt;Do not cut off your favorite food completely. Just have a little, but not a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Make a meal of it&lt;br /&gt;Always sit down when eating. Make every meal an occasion so that you are aware that you have eaten and will feel more satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Eat slowly&lt;br /&gt;Take your time. No hurry. Never rush to finish your meal. Or try not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Enjoy your food&lt;br /&gt;Should be tasty! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Move it (Exercise)&lt;br /&gt;Duh. =-=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Balance your life&lt;br /&gt;Must balance life and diet together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Acknowledgements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The 10 commandments of losing weight by Arlene Normand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5894311773072832512?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5894311773072832512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5894311773072832512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5894311773072832512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5894311773072832512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/10/book-review-10-commandments-of-losing.html' title='Book Review: The 10 commandments of losing weight by Arlene Normand'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3093288996855587940</id><published>2008-09-28T08:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T08:34:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1</title><content type='html'>For those who have not realized, I am staying in- I am only available from Saturday (2pm) to Sunday (7pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 race is now the craze. Too bad the cars cannot drift, unlike the A186 in Initial D by Jay Chou. F1 cars must slow down when turning a bent, but the A186 can traveled at a high speed without slowing down. Thats what I call sensational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to write more, but the zzz monster is preventing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3093288996855587940?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3093288996855587940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3093288996855587940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3093288996855587940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3093288996855587940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1.html' title='F1'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8872410053994262377</id><published>2008-08-23T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:00:15.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who moved my cheese?</title><content type='html'>With the little time I currently have, I am still able to manage to read “Who moved my cheese?” by Dr Johnson Spencer. It is a motivational book that helps many people realized what they had not been able to see. Sometimes, the answers are just right in front of your eyes, but why can’t you notice it? Open your eyes bigger, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the main points where I want to share with my friends. After the points, I will be writing a short description on what it is all about. In this book, the word “cheese” can be referred to in many contexts, such as your goals. etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The more important your cheese is to you, the more you want to hold on to it.”&lt;br /&gt;If something is very important to you, the more you will want to get it. The apple phone illustrates my point. A lot of people want the apple phone, and it is important for them to get one as soon as it is released. So what if one must signed a 2 year contract, or pays a hefty sum for the phone? Thousands of people still bought the apple phone. Hence, if you say you want to do something, but never achieve it, it only shows that the something you did is not important even though you think is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you do not change, you can become extinct.”&lt;br /&gt;This just shows that one must be adaptable at all times. Dinosaurs became extinct may be because they cannot adapt. I know the previous statement is debatable, as dinosaurs became extinct due to different theories. However, simply put, the world is always changing. Nothing is constant. If you want to survive in the rat race, change is the only option for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Movement in a new direction helps you find your cheese.”&lt;br /&gt;When you think the path ahead of you is going nowhere, then it is time to change direction. Sometimes, one must try again and again to get the cheese. Thomas Edison attempted 1000 materials before he found out that tungsten produced light when a current is passed through it. Never give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you move beyond your fear, you fell free.”&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, it feels good to do something that you fear. What are you scared of? Do something that you fear and feel the adrenaline rushing through your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Imagine myself enjoying new cheese even before I find it, leads me to it.”&lt;br /&gt;This is extremely useful concept to motivate oneself. However, it can be disastrous when abused. This means that if you sit there and just day dream, do not ever think the cheese will drop in front of you. I used this technique during school so as to achieve well academically. Think about those “A”, work hard towards it, and finally achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The quicker you let go of old cheese, the sooner you find new cheese.”&lt;br /&gt;This may be applied to relationships. I understand that sometimes it can be difficult after a break up. However, the sooner you let go of the painful memories, the quicker you can find another companion. Look, there are 6 billion people out there. Are you telling me that you cannot find even 1 person who will want to share his/her life with you? When it is time to move on, just move on, no use crying over spilt milk. That person is not giving another chance, so is thinking about that person going to get him/her back? No! Do what you got to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is safer to search in the maze than remain in a cheeseless situation”&lt;br /&gt;When in a troubled situation, it is better to do something than nothing. This can be applied in academics. Let’s say a physics question is extremely difficult, write related formula down. Sometimes, those random equations may help you get your solution. It is better than leaving a question blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Old beliefs do not lead you to new cheese.”&lt;br /&gt;You must change your techniques once you have new and harder goals. Using the same old beliefs can only achieve that amount of result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Noticing small changes early helps you adapt to bigger changes that are to come”&lt;br /&gt;Another quote which may be slightly related is “a long journey starts with a single step” Start small to achieve great results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The biggest inhibitor to change lies within yourself, and that nothing gets better until you change”&lt;br /&gt;Please change for the better, and not for the worse. In this instance, it does not mean that it will definitely get better if you change. You experiences, outcome of a situation, all depends on you. Majority of it can be controlled in your mind. Once you believe you can do it, the task will seem simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Acknowledgments&lt;br /&gt;Dr Johnson Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whomovedmycheese.com/"&gt;http://www.whomovedmycheese.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8872410053994262377?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8872410053994262377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8872410053994262377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8872410053994262377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8872410053994262377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-moved-my-cheese.html' title='Who moved my cheese?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8691373143315916680</id><published>2008-08-19T06:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:56:57.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O level English Oral</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O level English oral examination has started. Good luck to those taking it! It has been 3 years after I took this examination. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8691373143315916680?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8691373143315916680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8691373143315916680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8691373143315916680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8691373143315916680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-level-english-oral.html' title='O level English Oral'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8686972592036077308</id><published>2008-08-09T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:12:05.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion: Comfort for the Masses?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the past, I have always thought that scientists are atheist, they argued that God never exists. However, this piece of work has proven me wrong, and shown me that some scientist can also be a believer of God. One have to take note that in this example, the scientist claimed that God does exist, but never specifically mentioned that he believes in Christianity, as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The following piece of work is an extract from a scientist point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As the dominant  species on earth, we have come to think of ourselves as the overlords of all we  survey. We are self sufficient, successful, and intelligent. We have overcome  massive obstacles in the evolutionary ladder, made great leaps in technology,  developed the concept of society as we know it today, have reached the furthest  corners of the earth and now we are gradually strengthening our tenuous grip on  outer space. In becoming what we are, we have been through many socio-economic  upheavals, survived multiple natural and man made disasters of cataclysmic  proportions, and have continuously bettered ourselves. Man today is far cry from  his ape like cave dwelling ancestors.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Throughout the ages society  has generally believed in the existence of powers greater than its own. For  those primitive hunters, fire came from the heavens, thrown down by a force much  greater than any they had. Many thousands of years later, people believed in  many different sprits and Gods. The Greeks had many myths and legends, the  Romans others. Today there is a veritable plethora of different beliefs, cults,  religions and sects. Man has always sought something to believe in, a power  greater than his own, to explain certain things about the world in which he  lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Religion, for want of a  better word to describe this collection of ideas and viewpoints, has been used  for many purposes. It has explained what science has not been able to, by giving  frameworks in which the universe could have been (ultimately) created. It has  been used as an excuse for wars, such as the Crusades, and it has provided us  with many beautiful examples of architecture throughout the centuries. The most  widely accepted view of religion, however, is that it provides something for  people to believe in. Whether Christian or Cult, Buddhist or Bahai, people are  constantly searching for answers in their lives, wondering about their existence  here on earth, what happens when they finally die, and the rest of life's  pressing existential questions. Religion provides the answers to these musings,  and explanations as to why we're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In this context, religion  can be easily labelled as a luxury which society has been able to develop to  make itself feel comfortable. It always feels better knowing that there is some  sort of greater power running cosmic affairs while the average little person  goes about their daily business. A development of this point of view leads to  the conclusion that religion is a comfort-lie: conjured up by those in power to  allow those under their control to do their will without actually realising it.  It has the added bonus of keeping people happy, and can also provide a source of  income (such as in the medieval ages when the Catholic church was a very  lucrative concept).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I personally disagree with  this viewpoint. As a scientist, I feel that I can take the luxury of stating  that I am not completely ignorant of the advances humanity has made, the  theories that have been postulated and found to be correct, nor of the  application of logic and reason. Science compels its followers to observe a  process or object, suggest a possible explanation for a phenomenon, and  subsequently perform tests to prove or disprove the original hypothesis. Such a  sequence of processes can be applied to any subject, including religion, to  assess its validity and the likelihood of it, as a hypothesis, being  true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Many times I have been  accused of being blind in my faith. Growing up in a Christian family I would  have been "force-fed" religion, complying with parental wishes and consequently  undergoing the delusion that so many others have before me. This is incorrect.  As a mature person, I have the choice to believe or not believe in something. As  a scientist, the obvious mechanism for making that decision is the analysis of  the hypothesis to ascertain whether it fits the known facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At this point I feel it will  of benefit to digress slightly and talk a little about Philosophy. I cannot  claim to know a great deal about the subject, but the little I do will serve to  illustrate the point that will be made below. Currently, some philosophers  question why man is on this earth, the purpose we have for "being here", and  what the "meaning" of life (if there is such a thing), actually is. Others,  meanwhile, go to the extreme of questioning the fact that we exist at all: are  we just figments of our own imagination, does anything actually happen in the  universe as a consequence of any of our perceived actions? In this sense  religion seems (at least to me), a more concrete concept than the musings about  whether we really exist at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a scientist, I cannot  conclusively disprove or prove the hypothesis that all the Oxygen molecules in  this room will not gradually diffuse out and eventually leave me suffocated.  However, I know from statistical analysis, countless experiments performed on  gaseous diffusion, and from the obvious personal experience that this doesn't  take place. It is the same with nearly everything in life. Of course it can be  argued that I am now venturing into the domain of philosophy, but any scientist  has to admit the above: we cannot "prove" many things. Instead we rely on  experience, inconclusive evidence, and of course experiments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It therefore logically  follows that science is not far different from religion in terms of credibility.  Admittedly in the western world science tends to be the much more talked about  and readily believed, but this is because most science is of benefit to people,  or at least does not affect them adversely, hence they are much more ready to  listen and believe it. Have you ever seen a single atom? No one has, not  directly. Of course there are many pictures of crystals showing atoms, but these  are from technologies such as X-Ray crystallography, for which we make the  assumption that we know how the waves emitted behave and hence what the atomic  picture looks like. There is of course a large amount of corroborative evidence  to support the theories proposed (e.g. "the atom exists"!), but none of it can  be treated as concrete proof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To make a non-scientific  analogy, if a criminal is seen by a crowd of people to enter a shop and demand  all the money, there is basically conclusive and concrete proof to imprison the  person in question. However, most crimes aren't like that, and hence multiple  pieces of evidence, inconclusive on their own, are needed, as well as careful  consideration by a jury as to whether the defendant is guilty. In the end the  jury will (hopefully!) decide on the basis of the evidence, on the correct  verdict: but they cannot prove their view beyond all doubt, only all  reasonable&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I haven't seen God. I  haven't seen the wind either, but I feel and see the effects of the wind.  Likewise, I have felt God's touch on my life and have seen it in the lives of  others. There are many things that are beyond coincidence in my life, things  which I prayed about and God answered. Not always in the manner I would have  expected, but looking back I can see that he did answer my prayer in the way  that was best for me. I cannot argue with the fact that religion is comforting:  but it seems to me that as an argument it is pointless! Of course it's  comforting, otherwise why bother believing it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The view I take is that  having been provided with enough evidence in my life alone, (not to mention the  lives of others), I have a solid basis for believing that God exists. Like a  jury, I cannot prove beyond all doubt that God does exist, but then, I  can't prove to that extent that atoms exist either. So in this sense I have a  case for believing in God. Of course I could make the decision that the evidence  wasn't conclusive enough, and that in fact God doesn't exist. There is a  fundamental problem with this: science attempts to explain everything, and there  comes a point where probability and complex hypotheses cannot explain why some  things take place. It is a well known fact among mathematicians that the most  unlikely things actually occur at a frequency well above what they should: why?  Given that the only plausible explanation put forward thus far is the existence  of God, would it not make sense to believe it? After all, the scientific  community believed in J.J. Thompson's "plum pudding" model of the atom until  Rutherford showed otherwise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those people who ask for  conclusive proof before they believe in God are missing the point: religion is  about having faith. If we all knew that God existed as categorically as we know  the sun will rise tomorrow on earth (we can't prove it beyond all&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;doubt  though!), then it would of course mean that we all believed in him and the  Christian religion. We wouldn't have to trust in the fact that God was there,  because we'd know he was there, helping us along, carrying out his plan for us,  and so on. Christianity doesn't work like that. Belief in God means that we take  the risk of it not being true, and therefore God rewards us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I cannot prove beyond all  doubt that God exists. But from my analysis of the situation, I am confident  enough in the theory that he does to believe it. And by believing I obtain more  and more evidence for that theory day by day. It's up to you to do you own  analysis, and decide whether you're willing to take the risk of believing  it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Source&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cottinghams.com/david/religion.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8686972592036077308?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8686972592036077308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8686972592036077308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8686972592036077308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8686972592036077308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/08/religion-comfort-for-masses.html' title='Religion: Comfort for the Masses?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-1228994715093295439</id><published>2008-07-29T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:11:26.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypoxia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hypoxia is simple defined as the lack of oxygen in the brain. In complicated terms, it is a lack of oxygen at the tissue level in the body due to a decreased partial pressure of oxygen in the inspired air. This is extremely dangerous as it could lead to death. Not only does this apply to humans, it also affects aquatic animals, whereby their habitats may have a low concentration of oxygen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some of the causes of hypoxia are rapid changes in altitude, drowning, strangling, choking, suffocation, cardiac arrest, head trauma, carbon monoxide poisoning, complications of general anesthesia operations, and lastly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;due to a low amount of concentration of oxygen in a room&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If I die anytime soon, I guess you may know the reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-1228994715093295439?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/1228994715093295439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=1228994715093295439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1228994715093295439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1228994715093295439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/07/hypoxia.html' title='Hypoxia'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8913847811685376520</id><published>2008-07-22T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:26:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Baccalaureate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Many people are still unaware of what IB is. I hate explaining it over and over again. Hence, let me elaborate more about it here. Firstly, it stands for International Baccalaureate, and they have 3 programmes. The one that I took was the IBDP, which is the International Baccalaureate Diploma Program. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The curriculum is modelled by a hexagon with six academic areas surrounding the three core requirements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Group 1: Language A1&lt;br /&gt;Group 2: Second language&lt;br /&gt;Group 3: Individuals and Societies&lt;br /&gt;Group 4: Experimental Science&lt;br /&gt;Group 5: Mathematics and computer science&lt;br /&gt;Group 6: Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt; 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 &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Over the course of the two-year programme, students:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  type="disc" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;study six subjects chosen      from the six subject groups&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;complete a 4000 word extended      essay&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;follow a theory of knowledge      course (philosophy) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;participate in 150 hours of creativity,      action, service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;For more information, visit    &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ibo.org/"&gt;http://www.ibo.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; school receives outstanding results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ibo.org/announcements/singaporeoutstandingresults.cfm"&gt;http://www.ibo.org/announcements/singaporeoutstandingresults.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you do not know which school it is, it is ACS(Independent) =-=&lt;br /&gt;Some other schools just have to follow ACS footsteps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Free/Story/STIStory_259659.html"&gt;http://www.straitstimes.com/Free/Story/STIStory_259659.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is not the only one, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Sports School, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Art&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;School&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8913847811685376520?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8913847811685376520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8913847811685376520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8913847811685376520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8913847811685376520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/07/international-baccalaureate.html' title='International Baccalaureate'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5105214388038561501</id><published>2008-07-21T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:42:12.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial Harmony Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is only celebrated in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, to remember that we should not take it for granted. Celebrating racial harmony day in NS is quite different from school. If my memories proved to be correct, there will be dances performed by the different ethic groups, students are allowed to wear the special cultured costumes, and most probably school is only a half day. The most important thing is the speech by the defense minister, which is normally announced by the principle. Erm, I think it should be principal. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Unfortunately, we have no half day. I still finished work at about 5.30pm. However, we spent half a day watching video, playing games and eating a variety of snacks. The video was as usual, dull and boring. There was also a quiz which tests our knowledge on the different racial festivals and food. In addition, I like the game which is similar to pictionary. People draw different pictures, which are all related to RHD. Moreover, there was this guessing game where we taste some of the special food and guess what it was. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Many people have been asking me what do I do in camp. Sorry friends, I cannot and will never mention such sensitive stuff online. Hence, please do not ask me this question, its irritating. Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5105214388038561501?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5105214388038561501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5105214388038561501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5105214388038561501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5105214388038561501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/07/racial-harmony-day.html' title='Racial Harmony Day'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2950427556733548495</id><published>2008-07-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:53:02.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes for Fiscal</title><content type='html'>DRESS CODE :&lt;br /&gt;It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary, if we see you wearing $650 Prada sneakers &amp;amp; carrying a $1600 Gucci bag we assume you are doing well financial and therefore you do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK DAYS:&lt;br /&gt;We will no longer accept a doctor statement as proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor then you are able to come to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURGERY:&lt;br /&gt;Operations are now banned. As long as you are an employee here, you need all your organs. You should not consider removing anything. We hired you intact. To have something removed constitutes a breach of employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL DAYS:&lt;br /&gt;Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VACATION DAYS:&lt;br /&gt;All employees will take their vacation at the same time every year. The vacation days are as follows: January 1, July 1 &amp;amp; December 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESTROOM USE:&lt;br /&gt;Entirely too much time is being spent in the restroom. In the future, we will follow the practice of going in alphabetical order. For instance, all employees whose names begin with "A" will go from 8:00 to 8:20, employees whose names begin with "B" will go from 8:20 to 8:40 and so on. If you're unable to go at your allotted time, it will be necessary to wait until the next day when your turn comes again. In extreme emergencies employees may swap their time with a co-worker. Both employees' supervisors must approve this exchange in writing. In addition, there is now a strict 3-minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, and the stall door will open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH BREAK:&lt;br /&gt;Skinny people get an hour for lunch as they need to eat more so that they can look healthy, normal size people get 30 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure. slightly over weight people get 5 minutes for lunch because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim Fast &amp;amp; take a diet pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a positive employment experience. Therefore, all questions comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations, insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplations, consternations or input should be directed elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice week.&lt;br /&gt;Management&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2950427556733548495?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2950427556733548495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2950427556733548495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2950427556733548495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2950427556733548495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/07/changes-for-fiscal.html' title='Changes for Fiscal'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-4412776876934023680</id><published>2008-07-06T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:44:00.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking in different perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A young man was at the end of his rope, seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer "Lord, I can't go on," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"I have too heavy a cross to bear."&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Lord replied, "My son, if you can't bear its weight,just place your cross inside this room. Then, open that other door and pick out any cross you wish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was filled with relief and said, "Thank you Lord," and he did as he was told.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Upon entering the other room, he saw many crosses; some so large the tops were not visible. Then, he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Lord replied, "My son, that is the cross you just brought in."&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When life's problems seem overwhelming, it helps to look around and see what other people are coping with. You may consider yourself far more fortunate than you imagined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-4412776876934023680?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/4412776876934023680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=4412776876934023680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4412776876934023680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4412776876934023680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/07/looking-in-different-perspective.html' title='Looking in different perspective'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7811853985826127068</id><published>2008-06-29T07:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T07:50:57.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A young man was at the end of his rope, seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer "Lord, I can't go on," he said. "I have too heavy a cross to bear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Lord replied, "My son, if you can't bear its weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then, open that other door and pick out any cross you wish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The man was filled with relief and said, "Thank you Lord," and he did as he was told.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Upon entering the other room, he saw many crosses; some so large the tops were not visible. Then, he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall. "I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Lord replied, "My son, that is the cross you just brought in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When life's problems seem overwhelming, it helps to look around and see what other people are coping with. You may consider yourself far more fortunate than you imagined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People are never satisfied with what they have. Honestly, if you are living in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, the cross on your back is never a big one. Most of us are very fortunate to have our parents, a roof over your head, 3 or more meals a day etc. Hence, we should not be complaining how hard our life can be. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7811853985826127068?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7811853985826127068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7811853985826127068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7811853985826127068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7811853985826127068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/cross.html' title='Cross'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-4850375338978946554</id><published>2008-06-28T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:21:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Don't kick a man when he's down unless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;you're certain he won't get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Indecision is the key to flexibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You can't tell which way the train went by looking at the track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Be kind, everyone you meet is fighting a tough battle too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There is no substitute for genuine lack of preparation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is as bad as it can get...but don't bet on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;By the time you can make ends meet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;they move the ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes too much drink is not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The facts, although interesting, are generally irrelevant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The world gets a little better every day, and worse in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Someone who thinks logically is a nice contrast to the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anything worth fighting for is worth fighting dirty for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everything should be made as simple as possible, but no simpler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Friends may come and go but enemies accumulate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's hard to be nostalgic when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;you can't remember anything good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have seen the truth and it makes no sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you think that there is good in everybody, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;you haven't met everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you can smile when things go wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;you have someone in mind to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One seventh of your life is spent on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The more you run over a dead cat, the flatter it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happiness is good health and a bad memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Do unto others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Artificial Intelligence is no match for Natural Stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Plagiarism saves time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Teamwork...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;means never having to take all the blame yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Never underestimate the power of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;very stupid people in large groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We waste time, so you don't have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Go the extra mile. It makes your boss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;look like an incompetent slacker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Romans did not create a great empire by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;having meetings; they did it by killing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all those people who opposed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you can stay calm while all around you is chaos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then you probably haven't completely understood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the seriousness of the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exist elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As you journey through life take a minute every now and then to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a thought for the other fellow. He could be plotting something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you find something you like, buy a lifetime supply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;because they will stop making it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Always remember you're unique, just like everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-4850375338978946554?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/4850375338978946554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=4850375338978946554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4850375338978946554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4850375338978946554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/quotes.html' title='Quotes?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-6313194209381899717</id><published>2008-06-22T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:21:43.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Wonders of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A group of students were asked to list what they thought were the present Seven Wonders of the World. Though there was some disagreement, the following got the most votes:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Egypt&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;'s Great Pyramids&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Taj Mahal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Grand Canyon&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Panama Canal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. St. Peter's Basilica&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;'s Great Wall&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;While gathering the votes, the teacher noted that one quiet student hadn't turned in her paper yet. So she asked the girl if she was having trouble with her list. The girl replied, "Yes, a little. I couldn't quite make up my mind because there were so many." The teacher said, "Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The girl hesitated, and then read, I think the Seven Wonders of the World are:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. To touch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To taste&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To hear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hesitated a little, and then added&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To feel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And to love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The room was so full of silence you could have heard a pin drop. Those things we overlook as simple and "ordinary" are truly wondrous. A gentle reminder that the most precious things in life cannot be bought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-6313194209381899717?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/6313194209381899717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=6313194209381899717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6313194209381899717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6313194209381899717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/7-wonders-of-world.html' title='7 Wonders of the World'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-1979000495586834479</id><published>2008-06-21T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:26:21.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plagiarizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I copy and paste this from Geri’s blog. &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. When do you feel your best?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) in the morning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) during the afternoon and early evening&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) late at night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. You usually walk...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) fairly fast, with long steps&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) fairly fast, with little steps&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) less fast head up, looking the world in the face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) less fast, head down&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) very slowly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. When talking to people you..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) stand with your arms folded&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) have your hands clasped&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) have one or both your hands on your hips&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) touch or push the person to whom you are talking&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) play with your ear, touch your chin, or smooth your hair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. When relaxing, you sit with..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) your knees bent with your legs neatly side by side&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) your legs crossed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) your legs stretched out or straight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) one leg curled under you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. When something really amuses you, you react with...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) big appreciated laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) a laugh, but not a loud one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) a quiet chuckle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) a sheepish smile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. When you go to a party or social gathering you...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) make a loud entrance so everyone notices you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) make a quiet entrance, looking around for someone you know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) make the quietest entrance, trying to stay unnoticed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. You're working very hard, concentrating hard, and you're interrupted and you...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) welcome the break&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) feel extremely irritated&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) vary between these two extremes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. Which of the following colors do you like most?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) red or orange&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) black&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) yellow or light blue&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) green&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) dark blue or purple&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) white&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) brown or gray&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. When you are in bed at night, in those last few moments before going to sleep you are..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) stretched out on your back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) stretched out face down on your stomach&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) on your side, slightly curled&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) with your head on one arm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) with your head under the covers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. You often dream that you are...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) falling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) fighting or struggling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) searching for something or somebody&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) flying or floating&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) you usually have dreamless sleep&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) your dreams are always pleasant&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;POINTS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. (a) 2 (b) 4 (c) 6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 7 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 5 (d) 7 (e) 6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. (a) 4 (b) 6 (c) 2 (d) 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. (a) 6 (b) 2 (c) 4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (a) 6 (b) 7 (c) 5 (d) 4 (e) 3 (f) 2 (g) 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. (a) 7 (b) 6 (c) 4 (d) 2 (e) 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 6 (f) 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now add up the total number of points.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;OVER 60 POINTS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Others see you as someone they should 'handle with care.' You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant. Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like you, but don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;51 TO 60 POINTS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;41 TO 50 POINTS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;31 TO 40 POINTS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful &amp;amp; practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;21 TO 30 POINTS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.It would really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment,expecting you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then,usually decide against it. They think this reaction is caused partly by your careful nature.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;21 POINTS AND BELOW:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People think you are shy, nervous, and indecisive, someone who needs looking after,who always wants someone else to make the decisions and who doesn't want to get involved with anyone or anything! They see you as a worrier who always sees problems that don't exist. Some people think you're boring. Only those who know you well know that you aren't.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here is the breakdown of my score of 39&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1a2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2a6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3c5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4b6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5b4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6b4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7b2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8f2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9a7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10f1&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Intriguing? I think so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-1979000495586834479?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/1979000495586834479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=1979000495586834479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1979000495586834479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1979000495586834479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/plagiarizing.html' title='Plagiarizing'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3193066406496110068</id><published>2008-06-19T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:34:05.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Master your mind, design your destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;By Adam Khoo. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Most of you have heard of this person before, and there was once he came down to my secondary school to publicized his book “I am gifted, so are you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;What do you think of him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Credits have to go for him as his books are “National Best Seller”. Or that is what he claimed it to be. However, I have to admit that some of his strategies are quite useful to our personal lives, but 95% of the books are redundant. There are many examples of his personal life and other testimonials to his strategies. Or are motivational books written in such a way? He continuously repeats his point as if the readers are mentally incapable to absorb his “wonderful” ideas if he once mentioned it once. Anyway, here are some of the pointers that I want to share with my friends. The one in italics are my comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Setting a goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Duh, who does not know that? Many people do not set goals for various reasons, but I suggest that it is very important to set goals. I think this point is rather straightforward and simple to digest, hence requires no further elaboration. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Believing in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I need to emphasize on this. Limiting beliefs are detrimental to one’s psychological state. Never ever look down on yourself, for everyone has its own individual strengths. Everyone only has 1 brain, ok? And that organ up there is not even utilized fully; we are currently using 3% of our brain powers. If only we could tap the other 97%, what would happen to the world? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Beliefs are opinions which are never absolutely true, but what we believe becomes true for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Never doubts the power of believing. Have I proven that believing is a very strong tool to success or attaining your goals? Which is why you should believe in God? [Biased opinion] if you believe in God, there might be God, making death another new journey to a new life. If you do not believe in God, God knows what will happen to you when you die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reframing: Changing an experience with a different meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“There are no failures, only feedbacks” This one is a very good example, however this was found in a different chapter. All experience can be seen in many perspectives, but it is up to each end every individual to process it. Another instance is whereby if the glass half empty or half full?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I hope this short story will further substantiate my point.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two elderly gentlemen from a retirement center were sitting on a bench&lt;br /&gt;under a tree when one turns to the other and says, "Slim, I'm 73 years&lt;br /&gt;old now and I'm just full of aches and pains. I know you're about my&lt;br /&gt;age. How do you feel?"&lt;br /&gt;Slim says, "Hell, I feel just like a newborn baby."&lt;br /&gt;"Really? Like a baby?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yep. No hair, no teeth and I think I just shit my pants."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Raising our level of acceptance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Higher expectations lead to higher results, even though it may not be what we actually aim for. Aim high and aim big. There is no harm aiming high, other than the usual disappointment if we never reached it. This is where reframing comes in, to view the mistake as a learning journey. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For things to change, one must change first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Duh, then do you wait for nature to change? Everything change, but if you want it to proceed to your desirable situation, you have to make it happen. Everything affects one another in different manner. Each tiny action can make a huge difference. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Event + Response = Outcome&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Controlling your mind and state, Tapping into resourceful states whenever we need it and controlling what we think by focusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;This sounds as if psychic power is involved. However, no magic is associated. For example, you are sitting in a lecture room. As usual, we will slouch as we feel bored. Then the sleepiness comes in, taking your attention away. This is where the power of controlling your mind comes in. Sit straight and upright, then you will feel refreshed. Focus!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reference:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Master your Mind, Design your destiny by Adam Khoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3193066406496110068?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3193066406496110068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3193066406496110068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3193066406496110068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3193066406496110068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/master-your-mind-design-your-destiny.html' title='Master your mind, design your destiny'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-6591511885467746272</id><published>2008-06-19T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:15:46.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Warning: Spoiler&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A very comical movie, which teaches one the power of believing. This point further emphasize that you need to belief in order to achieve great things. Should I continue to discuss about the movie? Hmmm, go watch the movie yourself, =p&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yesterday was history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift. That is why it is called present.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-6591511885467746272?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/6591511885467746272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=6591511885467746272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6591511885467746272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6591511885467746272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda.html' title='Kung Fu Panda'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-488907144523713030</id><published>2008-06-18T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:39:59.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The difference between science and God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;'Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ.' The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes sir,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'So you believe in God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Absolutely.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Sure! God's good.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Are you good or evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'The Bible says I'm evil.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes sir, I would.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'So you're good...!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'I wouldn't say that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;though he prayed to Jesus to heal him How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student remains silent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Let's start again, young fella Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Er...yes,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Is Satan good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student doesn't hesitate on this one. 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Then where does Satan come from?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student : 'From...God...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes, sir.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'So who created evil?' The professor continued, 'If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Without allowing the student to answer, the professor continues:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;things, do they exist in this world?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student: 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'So who created them?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. 'Who created them? There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Tell me,' he continues onto another student. 'Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student's voice is confident: 'Yes, professor, I do.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'No sir. I've never seen Him'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'No, sir, I have not.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Have you ever actually felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'&lt;br /&gt;'Yet you still believe in him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. 'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'And is there such a thing as cold?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes, son, there's cold too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'No sir, there isn't.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't darkness?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This will be a good semester. 'So what point are you making, young man?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Flawed? Can you explain how?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;explains. 'You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;evolved from a monkey?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;man, yes, of course I do'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;preacher?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Commotion has subsided.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;student, let me give you an example of what I mean.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who has ever seen the professor's brain?' The class breaks out into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;laughter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;felt the professor's brain, touched or smelled the professor's brain? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;how can we trust your lectures, sir?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;student, his face unreadable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;guess you'll have to take them on faith.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with life,' the student continues. 'Now, sir, is there such a thing as&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;evil?'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;These manifestations are nothing else but evil.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the absence of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is no light.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The professor sat down.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- C. S. Lewis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-488907144523713030?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/488907144523713030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=488907144523713030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/488907144523713030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/488907144523713030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/difference-between-science-and-god.html' title='The difference between science and God'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-11551343503629949</id><published>2008-06-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:38:35.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some insightful quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at 20 or 80. Anyone who keep learning stays young.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadows.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chance favours the prepared mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When one door closes, another opens. But we often look so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Success is a journey, not a destination.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is no speed limit in the pursuit of excellence.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man’s greatness lies in the power of thought. In the end, the only people who fail are those who do not try. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The golden rule for every business is this-put yourself in the customer place. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The race is not always to the swift, but to those who keep on running.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Accept the things you cannot change, the courage to change the thing you can, and the wisdom to know the difference. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Talent is God-given, be humble. Fame is man-given, be grateful. Conceit is self-given, be careful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-11551343503629949?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/11551343503629949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=11551343503629949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/11551343503629949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/11551343503629949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-insightful-quotes.html' title='Some insightful quotes'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8557032437369222563</id><published>2008-06-16T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:30:31.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFENCES AGAINST PUBLIC ORDER AND NUISANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Harassment, alarm or distress&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;13B. (1) Any person who in a public place or in a private place —&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) uses threatening, abusive or insulting words or behaviour; or&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) displays any writing, sign or other visible representation which is threatening, abusive or insulting,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within the hearing or sight of any person likely to be caused harassment, alarm or distress thereby shall be guilty of an offence and shall be liable on conviction to a fine not exceeding $2,000.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;(2) It is a defence for the accused to prove —&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) that he had no reason to believe that there was any person within hearing or sight who was likely to be caused harassment, alarm or distress;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) that he was inside a dwelling-house and had no reason to believe that the words or behaviour used, or the writing, sign or other visible representation displayed, would be heard or seen by a person outside that dwelling-house or any other dwelling-house; or&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) that his conduct was reasonable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Intentional harassment, alarm or distress&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;13A. (1) Any person who in a public place or in a private place, with intent to cause harassment, alarm or distress to another person —&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) uses threatening, abusive or insulting words or behaviour; or&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) displays any writing, sign or other visible representation which is threatening, abusive or insulting,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thereby causing that person or any other person harassment, alarm or distress, shall be guilty of an offence and shall be liable on conviction to a fine not exceeding $5,000.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;(2) It is a defence for the accused to prove —&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) that he was inside a dwelling-house and had no reason to believe that the words or behaviour used, or the writing, sign or other visible representation displayed, by him would be heard or seen by a person outside that dwelling-house or any other dwelling-house; or&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) that his conduct was reasonable.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;What is the difference between Act 13A and 13B? It is kind of obvious, isn’t it? There is a reason why I put 13B before 13A, but I shall not disclose the reason. Moving on, this ACT is quite surprising to many people. That does not mean you can go around charging people if they harassed you. A lot of money is involved in getting a lawsuit.&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are some of the common but chargeable offences&lt;br /&gt;Spitting [Chapter 184 Part 2 Act 11 Section (f)]&lt;br /&gt;Creating excessive noise [Chapter 184 Part 2 Act 14]&lt;br /&gt;Being drunk in public places [Chapter 184 Part 3 Act 18]&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am still continuing to search for the law which states that smoking at non-designated area is prohibited. It is really annoying when smokers light up their cigarettes where and when they feel like it. Law is quite an interesting subject, right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reference: http://statutes.agc.gov.sg/non_version/cgi-bin/cgi_retrieve.pl?actno=REVED-184&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;doctitle=MISCELLANEOUS%20OFFENCES%20(PUBLIC%20ORDER%20AND%20&lt;br /&gt;NUISANCE)%20ACT%0A&amp;amp;date=latest&amp;amp;method=part&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8557032437369222563?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8557032437369222563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8557032437369222563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8557032437369222563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8557032437369222563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/offences-against-public-order-and_16.html' title='OFFENCES AGAINST PUBLIC ORDER AND NUISANCE'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3977839350480912338</id><published>2008-06-15T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:40:04.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why women take so long in the bathroom :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is such a typical trip to a public restroom. A woman will TRULY relate to this (and men will better understand...!) This is from a girl's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My mother was a fanatic about public bathrooms. When I was a little girl, she'd take me into the stall, teach me to wad up toilet paper and wipe the seat. Then, she'd carefully lay strips of toilet paper to cover the seat. Finally, she'd instruct, "Never, NEVER sit on a public toilet seat. Then she'd demonstrate "The Stance," which consisted of balancing over the toilet in a sitting position without actually letting any of your flesh make contact with the toilet seat. By this time, I'd have wet down my leg and we'd have to go home to change my clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That was a long time ago. Even now, in my more "mature years," "The Stance" is excruciatingly difficult to maintain, especially when one's bladder is full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When you have to "go" in a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women that makes you think there's a half-price sale on Nelly's underwear in there. So, you wait and smile politely at all the other ladies, who are also crossing their legs and smiling politely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You get closer and check for feet under the stall doors. Every one is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The dispenser for the new fangled "seat covers" (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully but quickly hang it around your neck (Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!), yank down your pants, and assume "The Stance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ahhhh, relief. More relief. But then your thighs begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "The Stance" as your thighs experience a quake that would register an eight on the Richter scale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser. In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, "Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!" Your thighs shake more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It is still smaller than your thumbnail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Someone pushes open your stall door because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. "Occupied!" you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle, and sliding down directly onto the insidious toilet seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You know that your mother would be utterly ashamed of you if she knew, because you're certain that her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, "You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, sending up a stream of water akin to a fountain that suddenly sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged off to China. At that point, you give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You're soaked by the splashing water. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket, and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past a line of women, still waiting, cross-legged and, at this point, no longer able to smile politely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One kind soul at the very end of the line points out that you are trailing a piece of toilet paper on your shoe as long as the Mississippi River! ( Where was it when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has since entered, used and exited the men's restroom and read a copy of War and Peace while waiting for you. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is dedicated to women everywhere who have ever had to deal with a public restroom (rest??? you've got to be kidding!!). It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked question about why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other woman can hold the door, hold your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, is it true? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3977839350480912338?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3977839350480912338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3977839350480912338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3977839350480912338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3977839350480912338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-women-take-so-long-in-bathroom.html' title='Why women take so long in the bathroom :)'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3448074940317470040</id><published>2008-06-14T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T17:07:57.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being superstitious</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Did anyone notice that yesterday date 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; June falls on a Friday? Friday the 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; is considered a day of bad luck in many countries. Both the number thirteen and Friday have been considered unlucky, even though I think that Friday is a lucky day as it marks the end of the week. If you noticed carefully, there are only 12 months, 12 recognized signs of the zodiac, and 12 apostles of Jesus. Hence, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, whereas the number 13 is viewed as irregular, transgressing this completeness. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This example is just one of the many superstitious that people believed. Superstitious is a belief or practice which is regarded as irrational and not scientifically proven. Here are some other examples of superstitious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tetra phobia&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tetraphobia" title="Tetraphobia"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is widespread in China, Japan and Korea&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/China" title="China"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japan" title="Japan"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Korea" title="Korea"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hawaii" title="Hawaii"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; the use of number 4 is minimized or avoided wherever possible because the Chinese word for 4, &lt;i&gt;sì&lt;/i&gt;, sounds nearly the same as the word for death, &lt;i&gt;sǐ&lt;/i&gt; （死）. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Many believe that if all of the candles on a birthday cake&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birthday_cake" title="Birthday cake"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are blown out with one breath, while making a silent wish, the wish will come true.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Spilling salt&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salt" title="Salt"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is said to cause a fight or argument during the day. There are several options to "undo" this which seem to relate to various ways of acknowledging the fact that salt was spilled with others present at the scene. One way to revert this is tossing some salt over one's left shoulder with ones right hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At times, a horseshoe&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horseshoe" title="Horseshoe"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; may be found above doorways. When positioned like a regular 'U' it supposedly collects luck. However, when it is positioned like an upside-down 'U' the luck supposedly drains.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Breaking a mirror is said to bring bad luck for 7 years. To "undo" this, take the shards of glass and bury them underneath the moonlight&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moonlight" title="Moonlight"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. In ancient times, the mirror was said to be a window to the viewer's soul&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soul" title="Soul"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. If that mirror were to break, it would take time (or 7 years) for that 'cracked' soul to heal as 'time heals all wounds'&lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/time_heals_all_wounds" title="wiktionary:time_heals_all_wounds"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If one walks underneath an open ladder it is considered bad luck. Sometimes it is said that this can be undone by immediately walking backwards back underneath the ladder.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is considered bad luck to open an umbrella&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Umbrella" title="Umbrella"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; indoors. Some traditions hold that it is only bad luck if the umbrella is placed over the head of someone while indoors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Placing a hat on the bed is, apparently, bad luck. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Placing keys on a table is considered unlucky. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is bad luck to put new shoes on a bed (or a table) (comes from the tradition of dressing a corpse in new clothes and shoes and laying them out so everyone can give their respects) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Collect seven or nine different flowers on Midsummer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Midsummer" title="Midsummer"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eve and place them under your pillow and it is said that you will dream of your future spouse. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The phrase "See a pin and pick it up then all day you'll have good luck" is a superstition created from the first line of a poem in the book "The Real Mother Goose". Modern variants sometimes substitute the word "penny" for pin. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When you speak of bad luck, it is said that one should always knock on wood. Also knocking when speaking of good luck apparently helps with having good luck. This explains the notion of people saying “touch wood”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Before traveling a person should, apparently, sit on their luggage. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Once a wedding ring&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wedding_ring" title="Wedding ring"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has been placed on the finger, it is considered bad luck to remove it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There are numerous sailors' superstitions, such as: it is considered bad luck for a ship to set sail on a Friday, to bring anything blue aboard, to stick a knife into the deck, to leave a hatch cover upside-down, to say "pig", or to eat walnuts aboard. Some beliefs state that it is bad luck to have a woman aboard ship, while others say that a storm will give way to calm if a woman bares her body to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One may choose to believe whether these are true or not. And for those who do indeed believe, there are no more Friday the 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; that falls this year. It will occurred again next year February. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3448074940317470040?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3448074940317470040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3448074940317470040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3448074940317470040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3448074940317470040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-superstitious.html' title='Being superstitious'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-6261965064930757821</id><published>2008-06-13T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:31:04.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entomophagy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Warning: Please do not read this if you are going to have your meal anytime soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Entomophagy refers to the eating of insects as food. This may sound weird in an urbanized country in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but not unusual. What comes to mind when the topic of entomophagy is raised? Frogs, spiders and chimpanzees all eat insects, why not humans? Since other animals eat insects, it shows that insects are edible. Do not ever try to catch eat an insect just because I say it is edible!!! Unless you have the knowledge about what you are doing, never try anything stupid. Even though most insects are edible, there is a group out there which is poisonous. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Believe it or not, it is a fact that all of you have eaten insects before. One great example is the black specks you see in your bread or rice. Those are weevils and other beetles that infest granaries which are milled along with the grain. Do you think they will bother to remove a beetle which has dropped into the large cans? Nope! Am I frightening anyone? I hope not, allow me continue. Apples that are infested with worms are used to make cider. Many other fruits are also processed in a similar manner. Only the non-infested fruits are sold as fruits. Ingesting insects is not harmful in any way. Instead, it provides the extra protein in your meal. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Food is not always as clean as you think. After working in some Food &amp;amp; Beverages companies, I came to a conclusion that most companies can never ensure that the food placed in front of a customer is totally hygienic. For instance, let us assume that a waiter dropped a chicken by accident. Rightfully, the chicken should be thrown away. However, he ignored the proper procedures and gave that “dirty” chicken to the customer. In another example, waiters put their own saliva into soup/dishes to customers who are hard to please. One should not blame the company/restaurant for the unhygienic food. The blame should go to the people working in the company. The manager has only 1 pair of eyes and cannot supervise all of his subordinates. Moving on, chefs cook their dishes with extra ingredients unintentionally. Cockroaches, ants, lizard tails may be fried together with the food. If these insects are mashed and broken into small bits, you have extra protein in your dish! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Moving back to the topic, eating insects may not be as bad as you think. With the growing population, it is environment unfriendly to produce more cattle, chicken or beef. Mammals require a lot of space, time and energy to raise them into adults. In the process, they produce tons of carbon dioxide and waste. Insects, on the other hand, do not require a lot of space, take a shorter time to become adults, and reproduce at a faster rate. This means, insects have higher food conversion efficiency than traditional meat. Using the same resources, one can produce a larger amount of insects than the usual meat. Insects do not require using their energy to produce heat to maintain their body temperature. Hence, most of their consumption goes to their body. Mammals waste energy to maintain they body temperature, making them having a lower food conversion energy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;For those losing weight, here is a piece of good news. Insects are lower in fat and higher in protein. Have you have seen a fat fly or beetle? Insects are can even be more nutritious than certain types of meat. Take note that insects are extremely light - 1000 ants may only weigh 5 grams. Hence, it is necessary to consume a large amount of insects to get the amount of nutrients as a piece of chicken. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Another advantage is that there are millions of insects are there. We can have more variety of dishes right? Aren’t you bored with curry chicken, fried chicken, sweet and sour chicken, steamed chicken, minced chicken or black sauced chicken? With insects, you can choose from flies, beetles, ants, termites etc. The list is endless. In addition, some insects are edible at all stages of growth – eggs, larval, pupae and adult. You will never be bored with food ever again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Why do local people continue to avoid eating insects? The most significant reason is the psychological barrier and lack of social acceptance. Most people have the assumption that insects are dirty, poisonous or inedible. If you look at it in a different perspective, do you think that the chickens in the farm are clean? Or the pigs that roll in the mud? How about fishes swimming in dirty, oily, polluted water? Please look at the bigger picture before making a conclusion. What do you think?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-6261965064930757821?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/6261965064930757821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=6261965064930757821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6261965064930757821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6261965064930757821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/entomophagy.html' title='Entomophagy'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8886110241985486692</id><published>2008-06-08T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:46:36.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A little girl was walking along a beach in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;California&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; when she came across a man with no&lt;br /&gt;clothes on and just a newspaper covering his genitals.&lt;br /&gt;The little girl said, "What do you have under that newspaper, Mister?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Nothing, it's just a bird, now go away!"&lt;br /&gt;He thought nothing of her and quickly fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Hours later, he woke up in a hospital bed in excruciating pain.&lt;br /&gt;"Where the hell am I?"&lt;br /&gt;A doctor replied, "Someone called 9-1-1 and said you needed emergency help,&lt;br /&gt;so we rushed you right over."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, what the hell happened to me?"&lt;br /&gt;"We don't know, son. Do you remember anything unusual happening to you today?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Well, there was a little girl bugging me just before I fell asleep."&lt;br /&gt;The doctor sent someone to the beach to see if the little girl was still there, and she was.&lt;br /&gt;The person said, "Do you know what happened&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt; to that nice man you saw here earlier?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well," the little girl said, "I started to play with that nice little bird that he had and the&lt;br /&gt;damn thing spit on me. So, I wrung its neck, broke its eggs, and set its nest on fire!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8886110241985486692?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8886110241985486692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8886110241985486692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8886110241985486692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8886110241985486692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/dirty-humour.html' title='Dirty Humour'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-4457098761091399226</id><published>2008-06-08T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:39:03.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After spending so much time here on Earth, have you ever ponder why life existed in the first place? If your answer is no, give it a thought. I was wondering what is life all about. Type what is the “meaning of life” in Google, and the ultimate answer is “42”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;What is life? What happens after life? Absolute death has always tormented human beings. There will be some point in life where one will think about death, which can occur anytime from a child or an adult. Will we cease to exist after our physical death, or will there be life after death? Is our existence purely transience? Since young, I have watched people die in television and movies, which seem normal to me. At that time, I did not fully comprehend the consequences of death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I still have more to add on. However, I am unable to complete my essay due to time constraint. In addition, I still have to look up for more information on this topic. To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-4457098761091399226?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/4457098761091399226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=4457098761091399226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4457098761091399226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4457098761091399226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/meaning-of-life.html' title='Meaning of life?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8755268470858187627</id><published>2008-06-06T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:18:40.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Minute Mysteries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mystery 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A man was found murdered on Sunday morning.  His wife immediately called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the police. The police questioned the wife and staff and got these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;alibis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Wife said she was sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Cook was cooking breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Gardener was picking vegetables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Maid was getting the mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Butler was cleaning the closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The police instantly arrested the murderer.  Who did it and how did they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mystery 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A man walks into a his bathroom and shoots himself right between the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;eyes using a real gun with real bullets. He walks out alive, with no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;blood anywhere And no, he didn't miss and he wasn't Superman or any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;other caped crusader. How did he do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mystery 3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Old Mr. Tidy was found dead in his study by Mr. Fiend. Mr. Fiend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;recounted his dismal discovery to the police. "I was walking by Mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tidy's house when I thought I would just pop in for a visit. I noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;his study light was on and I  decided to peek in from the outside to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;if he was in there. There was frost on the window, so I had to wipe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;away to see inside. That is when I saw his body. So I kicked in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;front door to confirm my suspicions of foul play. I called the police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;immediately afterward."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The officer immediately arrested Mr. Fiend for the murder of Mr. Tidy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How did he know Mr. Fiend was lying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mystery 4...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you touch me, you will die, but you can only live without me. I am a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;big part of your life, and will eventually be the only thing left. You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;will learn to embrace me finally and rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ANSWERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. It was the Maid. She said she was getting the mail. There is no mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. He shot his reflection in the bathroom mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Frost forms on the inside of the window, not the outside. So, Mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fiend could not have wiped it off to discover Mr. Tidy's body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8755268470858187627?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8755268470858187627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8755268470858187627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8755268470858187627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8755268470858187627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/four-minute-mysteries.html' title='Four Minute Mysteries'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-4697442380612156342</id><published>2008-06-01T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:21:49.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls are better than guys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: verdana;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They      have a longer life span.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They      have so many choices when buying clothes. All guys wear the same typical      tuxedo shirts and black pant, which looks retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Girls      can wear boys clothing, and no one will say anything. If a guy wears      female clothing, he will be labeled a sissy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Girls      can keep long hair, the only males I know with long hair was the      traditional Chinese custom in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Qing&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With      long hair, they can perm, bond or do whatever they like with their hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Males      need to shave their moustache and beard daily, which is quite troublesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Only      applicable in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;      and some countries – guys have to waste 2 years of their time to serve the      country (NS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One      expects a guy to open doors for girls, not the other way round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Men      are expected to treat their female counterparts when going out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Girls      stop and shop, while man work and rot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today      is your birthday, girls get tons of gifts (provided you are in a co-ed      school), while boys get little or none at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Girls      gossip, passing information quickly from one end to the other, thus making      guys extremely ignorant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Increase      chances of a heart attack (cardiac arrest) include being male, smoking and      obesity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;There are many more, but I really cannot think of any more. Any more suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I still prefer being a male. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-4697442380612156342?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/4697442380612156342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=4697442380612156342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4697442380612156342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/4697442380612156342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/06/girls-are-better-than-guys.html' title='Girls are better than guys.'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3996253773863580765</id><published>2008-05-31T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:17:29.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew a girl that was so stupid that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I knew a girl that was so stupid that... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She called me to get my phone number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She spent 20 minutes looking at the orange juice box because it said "concentrate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She put lipstick on her forehead because she wanted to make up her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She tried to put M&amp;amp;M's in alphabetical order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She sent me a fax with a stamp on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She tried to drown a fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She thought a quarterback was a refund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She got locked in a grocery store and starved to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She tripped over a cordless phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She took a ruler to bed to see how long she slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She asked for a price check at the Dollar Store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She studied for a blood test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She thought Meow Mix was a CD for cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she heard that 90% of all crimes occur around the home,she moved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she missed the 44 bus, she took the 22 bus twice instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When she took you to the airport and saw a sign that said "Airport Left" she turned around and went home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P.S. No, I do not know a girl that stupid. Haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;Girls, please do not get offended!&lt;br /&gt;I will be listing "Why girls are better then guys" soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3996253773863580765?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3996253773863580765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3996253773863580765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3996253773863580765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3996253773863580765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-knew-girl-that-was-so-stupid-that.html' title='I knew a girl that was so stupid that...'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-1694128785554083292</id><published>2008-05-30T18:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:59:23.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've learned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've learned... That undersirable outcomes can also be successful (Leaning tower of Pisa)&lt;br /&gt;I've learned... That exams are not everything, I can always retake it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That money doesn't buy class, love, friendship or home.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That under everyone's hard shell, is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes I think I can?&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned...That the less time I have to work, the more things I get done.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve leaned… that friends and family are the most important things in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To those who know this in their childhood but have forgotten, let me remind you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Family = Father and mother, I LOVE you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Friends = Friends are indeed exotic, necessary, dependable, significant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For my friends out there, it is my honor to know you. May our friendship last forever - I will treasure every moment, every second, that we spent together. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"A good friend will come bail you out of jail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; But a true friend will be sitting next to you saying ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; WE screwed up! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Proud to be your Friend! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-1694128785554083292?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/1694128785554083292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=1694128785554083292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1694128785554083292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1694128785554083292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-learned.html' title='I&apos;ve learned...'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8137469055947370769</id><published>2008-05-29T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:40:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humor: Let Catholic children speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3-year-old Reese: "Our Father, Who does art in heaven, Harold is His name. Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A little boy was overheard praying "Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it. I'm having a real good time like I am." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After the christening of his baby brother in church, Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car. His father asked him three times what was wrong. Finally, the boy replied, "That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home, and I wanted to stay with you guys." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had been teaching my three-year old daughter, Caitlin, the Lord's Prayer for several evenings at bedtime. She would repeat after me the lines from the prayer. Finally, she decided to go solo. I listened with pride as she carefully enunciated each word, right up to the end of the prayer: "Lead us not into temptation," she prayed, "but deliver us from E-mail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One particular four-year-old prayed, "And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they were on the way to church service, "And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?" One bright little girl replied,"Because people are sleeping." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Six-year-old Angie and her four-year-old brother, Joel, were sitting together in church. Joel giggled, sang, and talked out loud. Finally, his big sister had had enough. "You're not supposed to talk out loud in church." "Why? Who's going to stop me?" Joel asked. Angie pointed to the back of the church and said, "See those two men standing by the door? They're hushers." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons,Kevin 5, and Ryan 3. The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson "If Jesus were sitting here, He would say 'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.' Kevin turned to his younger brother and said, "Ryan, you be Jesus!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A father was at the beach with his children when the four-year-old son ran up to him, grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore where a seagull lay dead in the sand. "Daddy, what happened to him?" the son asked. "He died and went to Heaven," the Dad replied. The boy thought a moment and then said, "Did God throw him back down?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A wife invited some people to dinner. At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said. "Would you like to say the blessing?" "I wouldn't know what to say," the girl replied. "Just say what you hear Mommy say," the wife answered. The daughter bowed her head and said, "Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8137469055947370769?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8137469055947370769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8137469055947370769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8137469055947370769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8137469055947370769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/humor-let-catholic-children-speak.html' title='Humor: Let Catholic children speak'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-2958919044983874602</id><published>2008-05-28T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:46:41.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with letters by rearranging them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DORMITORY=DIRTY ROOM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PRESBYTERIAN=BEST IN PRAYER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ASTRONOMER=MOON STARER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DESPERATION=A ROPE ENDS IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THE EYES=THEY SEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GEORGE BUSH=HE BUGS GORE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THE MORSE CODE =HERE COME DOTS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SLOT MACHINES=CASH LOST IN ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ANIMOSITY=IS NO AMITY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ELECTION RESULTS=LIES - LET'S RECOUNT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SNOOZE ALARMS=ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A DECIMAL POINT=I'M A DOT IN PLACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THE EARTHQUAKES=THAT QUEER SHAKE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ELEVEN PLUS TWO=TWELVE PLUS ONE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MOTHER-IN-LAW=WOMAN HITLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-2958919044983874602?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/2958919044983874602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=2958919044983874602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2958919044983874602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/2958919044983874602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/playing-with-letters-by-rearranging.html' title='Playing with letters by rearranging them!'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7299468138455512083</id><published>2008-05-27T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:53:59.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion - Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Religion, Christian or otherwise, is a matter of one's personal choice. No one can force you to believe something that you disagree with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;However, I want to refute that Greg's statement which claimed Christian are selfish and/or self center. Firstly, most Christians do not "care about a place in wonderful haven and world peace". This allegation comes from the third post of Greg's blog. I have totally no idea why he thinks of such an accusation. Greg is too materialistic. It is not about just donating money to "help yourself" to "book a place in heaven". It’s totally ludicrous. Heaven is not a place with "great riches", it is a place where God is glorified. What is the point of wanting so much money in heaven? It is related to greed and defeats the purpose of being pure and sinless. Heaven, is where Christians praise and worship God. Heaven is not a place where you do things that pleases you. It’s about love and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a problem if we decide to build a church for God? Not everything thing in this world is about assisting people in poverty and hunger. The world does not revolve aroung the deprived. Furthermore, is there a issue if we want to build a place where we can worship God. Christians do play their part - some donate money, while others volunteer theri services. In addition, it is impossible to help everyone. There is no way that we can help each and every individual staying in this world. Then how much help is enough? Are you very certain that the money you donated will go to the underprivileged. The world is corrupted, where the money may land into the wrong hands. In this world, it is about the survival of the fittest. Moreover, what is the point of helping the millions of people out there? There will always be destitute people, and they might take advantage of you if you are too kind to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was explicitly written in the bible that Jesus helped the underprivileged. Jesus healed the sick, and miracles occurred. Jesus sacrificed himself to die on the cross for our sins. Will people die for one another? There is a clear distinction between Jesus and us. Indeed, there might be some exceptions, but the majority cannot expect to do exactly as Him. He encouraged us to help the disadvantaged and the oppressed. However, as humans, we tend to be selfish and self centered at times. There is so much we can do to help the disadvantaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to the contradictions in the bible&lt;br /&gt;By saying that the bible is flawed only further emphasize that humans are at fault. The bible was written by humans, and as Greg has mentioned in his post, the bible went through "countless translations over the past millennium ever since it was compiled". Why blame God if the authors or translators are at fault. Is it fair to blame God? You want to know the real truth? Religion is about faith. If God is true, and one does not believe in God, what is the point then? Proving that the bible has many contradictions does not necessarily means that God never exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you and your spouse are Christians, would you send your child to church? Definitely, right? It is illogical that you will send your child to a temple. I accept the argument that "children rarely have the choice in deciding to believe in God", but that does not mean that they cannot choose to break away from it in the future. It is true that there are propaganda and so on, but isn't this life all about? They do not have the capacity to ponder the purpose of life and religion. That is the gift and a blessing of being ignorant. Trouble and complications plays into one life as one gets older. Given a choice, i would rather remain in my childhood, totally believing in God and shares my trouble and problems with him. I do not doubt Him at all, as I totally trust in my Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7299468138455512083?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7299468138455512083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7299468138455512083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7299468138455512083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7299468138455512083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/religion-christianity_27.html' title='Religion - Christianity'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-8084784204051184011</id><published>2008-05-26T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:57:16.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion (Christianity)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Religion, Christian or otherwise, is a matter of one's personal choice. No one can force you to believe something that you disagree with. For the next few post, I will touch on the topic of Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small introduction into my life. I was born an agnostic, babtised in Secondary 2 and confirmed in JC2. I was influenced by my mum during secondary school to be babtised. However, i gave much though about religion before I finally accepted God into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Allow me to break the wrong conceptions that most people have in Singapore. I hate explaining this over and over again. Christians are divided into 2 main groups - Roman Catholics and Protestants. Not many people do research on their own religion before they accept it, but i am different. I did my research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is an abstract from my Theory of Knowledge essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the other hand, religion is something that we face as an issue in our life. Even though we may not have a religion, we are influenced by it at some point of time, through the media and even the education system. For instance, my school is a Methodist school where the Holy Scriptures are read to the school daily. This shows that both the students and teachers are influenced.  About 92% of the world population&lt;a name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; believes that there is a God. Testimonials&lt;a name="_ftnref2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="post-create.g?blogID=368573228195542021#_ftn2" title=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; from all over the world also show that these people can sense and feel the presence of God. Skeptics counter-argue that since we cannot prove that there is a God, there must not be a God. If there is no God, why would the majority of the world have a religion? Buddhists feel enlightened, Christians feel the Holy Spirit, and those who believe in a God have the feeling that God exists. Those who believe in God are completely certain that God exists, because if they do not completely believe in God, they would not have a religion. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;Now, I will try to show that God exists using rationalism. The first premise is that for every design, there must be a designer. There is also a design in the universe. Hence, the conclusion is that there must be a universal designer, which is God. The universe is extremely complex that it just cannot appear by chance. There must be a designer that designs the universe. One may claim that the first premise is untrue, that there might be a design but not a designer. Let me elaborate – if a man walks in a jungle and then he suddenly sees a house, what would he think? Does the house happen to be there by chance? The answer is no. The man will think that there must be a designer since the house is so complex and unique, which is totally different compared to its surroundings. Something which is unique and special cannot exist just by chance. It is illogical to say that the universe happened by chance, there must be a designer who designed this complex and intriguing universe. Hence, the argument proves the existence of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;Another argument for the existence of God is the argument of the First Cause. The First Cause argument takes the existence of the universe to entail the existence of a being (God) that created it. Everything we see in this world has a cause, and as you go back in the chain of causes further and further we must come to a First Cause, and to that First Cause, is God. However, Bertrand Russell claims that this argument is flawed. He wrote that “If everything must have a cause, then God must have a cause.”&lt;a name="_ftnref3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He does not understand the First Cause, which is why he is wrong. The reason the argument is called the First Cause because there is no other cause causing that cause, and that is why it is called the First Cause. This shows that there is no flaw in the First Cause Argument. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.9pt; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;The fact that miracles do exist also implies that God exists and religion is certain. Firstly, let me define what a miracle is. A miracle is something that happened which is wonderful, and unexplainable by science. One need not have a religion to notice or identify a miracle. Let’s take a dying person who is supposed to die due to a terminal cancer, but survived and was cured without medical help. A real life example would be Mr. Andrew Stimpson&lt;a name="_ftnref4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He was tested positive for AIDS (Acquired immune deficiency syndrome) in 2002, but now, he tests negative. We all know that AIDS is an incurable disease that kills millions of people all over the world. This shows miracles do happen. It is true that now scientist have not found a cure to AIDS. Then how could so many people have survived all these illnesses? In addition, it is also presupposed that science cannot discover everything. In the future, even though science can explain what we do not understand now; there can never be a day where science can explain everything. There will always be events which are considered as miracles. However, both skeptics and atheists counter argue that miracles can happen due to good luck and/or pure coincidence. This shows that God and religion can never reach complete certainty. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In conclusion, certainty can be seen in both mathematics and in religion, but not complete certainty. For mathematics, complete certainty could be found at the foundation level. As mathematics is studied to a deeper level, it becomes so complicated that we cannot prove it. In my opinion, there will always be some complicated concepts that the human mind cannot comprehend; hence complete certainty cannot be achieved in mathematics. On the other hand, even though believers believe in their religion with complete certainty, atheists claim that it is all based on good luck and/or pure coincidence. This shows that complete certainty cannot be achieved in religion. In my opinion, both mathematics and religion can obtain certainty only to a certain extent, and complete certainty can never be achieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-8084784204051184011?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/8084784204051184011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=8084784204051184011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8084784204051184011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/8084784204051184011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/religion-christianity.html' title='Religion (Christianity)'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7696721856804987428</id><published>2008-05-25T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:45:17.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivators?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyone has the desire to be rich, powerful and famous. These are powerful motivators that can spur people to achieve their maximum potential. On the other hand, conscience, the inner voice in out body telling us what is right and what is wrong, is another strong motivator. In this essay, I will make a comparison to see which the more powerful motivator is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Firstly, we know that money, power and fame are something that most of us desire. It is a selfish though, but it satisfies our desire. One can purchase whatever he/she wants, the benefits are endless. Hence this is a strong motivator, and makes us work hard to pursue our goals. However, too much is not a good thing. For example, Adolf Hilter wanted to be the ruler of the world. This motivate him to such a great extend, which resulted in the Second World War. Even though money, power and fame are strong motivators, they can lead to destructive consequences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the other hand, conscience plays a very important part in our lives. To demonstrate this, we look at the recent &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Asia&lt;/st1:place&gt; tragedy. Many people are victims of the earthquake in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and the cyclone which affected &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Buildings were destroyed and thousands were left homeless. Even thought we are not related to them, we sympathized their conditions, donating our money and giving aid to them. We humans are social beings, and we care for one another. We are not some beast who will ignore others who cry for help. Hence, conscience plays a very important role in motivating us to do the right thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let me use another analogy to explain why conscience is such an important motivator. If you talking on the phone with a very important client that involved in a million dollar project, and you see one of your family members bleeding profusely, what would you do? Will you be motivated to continue talking with your client because it involves so much money, or will you stop and assist the bleeding person? This further emphasis that conscience plays a stronger motivator than the desire to be rich, powerful and famous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In conclusion, conscience plays a stronger motivator. Money, fame and power are transient and insubstantial, even thought they are also powerful motivators and may lead to disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7696721856804987428?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7696721856804987428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7696721856804987428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7696721856804987428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7696721856804987428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/motivators.html' title='Motivators?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-6944390718070446103</id><published>2008-05-24T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:35:44.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grooming</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ways to impress people&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: verdana;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Clean and iron clothes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Wear matching shoes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Bath&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to look fresh and feel more alert&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Brush teeth, use breadth mints if necessary.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Shave&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Style hair or keep it neat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Apply lightly scented deodorant&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Even though these are simple and basic grooming, there will be some people who never bother at all. At times, it can really be a turn off for me when I meet friends who maybe both smelly and unsightly. The most important thing, never be late for appointments or meeting friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-6944390718070446103?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/6944390718070446103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=6944390718070446103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6944390718070446103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/6944390718070446103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/grooming.html' title='Grooming'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5785073669728442804</id><published>2008-05-23T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:17:53.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustively researched rebuttal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you see a blog that sux, you can write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... in conclusion, on examining the above post by ...&lt;br /&gt;after carefully working my way through the haze of spelling errors, abuse of capitalization, and general crimes against grammar and syntax, I have demonstrated that, beneath it all, the work betrays the authors staggering ignorance of the truth and the workings of the English Language, while the authors wildly swerving train of thoughts did at one point flirt with coherence, this brief encounter was more likely a chance event than a result of even rudimentary lucidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited the original statement to suit my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/406/"&gt;http://xkcd.com/406/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5785073669728442804?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5785073669728442804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5785073669728442804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5785073669728442804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5785073669728442804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/exhaustively-researched-rebuttal.html' title='Exhaustively researched rebuttal'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-1844061194437838308</id><published>2008-05-22T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T15:15:02.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Benefits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Bananas contain three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined with fiber. Hence, a banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy. Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout, no wonder the banana is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes. However, energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet. Banana contains lots of other nutrients!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Depression: According to a recent survey, amongst people suffering from depression, many felt much better after eating a banana. This is because bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;PMS: Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Anemia: High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Blood Pressure: This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt, making it perfect to beat blood pressure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Brain Power: 200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school ( England ) were helped through their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Constipation: High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hangovers: One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and re-hydrates your system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Heartburn: Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Morning Sickness: Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Mosquito bites: Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and irritation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Nerves: Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous sys tem. Overweight and at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and chips. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Ulcers: The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Temperature control: Many other cultures see bananas as a 'cooling' fruit that can lower both the physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand , for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensure their baby is born with a cool temperature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood enhancer tryptophan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Smoking &amp;amp;Tobacco Use: Bananas can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Stress: Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana snack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Strokes: According to research in The New England Journal of Medicine, eating bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Warts: Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or surgical tape! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;In conclusion, banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods. It is time to change that well-known phrase to 'A banana a day keeps the doctor away!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-1844061194437838308?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/1844061194437838308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=1844061194437838308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1844061194437838308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/1844061194437838308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/banana-benefits.html' title='Banana Benefits'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5847448681090633085</id><published>2008-05-21T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:44:54.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the admittance policy. The new law was that, in order to get into Heaven, you had to have a really bad day the day you died. The policy would go into effect at noon the following day. So the next day at 12:01 the first person came to the gates of Heaven. The angel at the gate, remembering about the new law, promptly told the man, "Before I can let you in, I need you to tell me about the day you died."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No problem." said the man. "Well, for some time now, I've thought my wife was having an affair. I believed that each day on her lunch hour, she'd bring her lover home to our 25th floor apartment and have sex with him. So today I was going to come home too and catch them. Well, I got there and busted in and immediately began searching for this guy. My wife was half-naked and yelling at me as I searched the entire apartment. But, damn it, I couldn't find him! Just as I was going to give up, I happened to glance out onto the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy to think he could hide from me! Well, I ran out there and promptly stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn't you know it, he landed in some bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die. This pissed me off even more, so in a rage I went back inside to get the first thing I could get my hands on to throw at him. And oddly enough, the first thing I could grab was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out onto the balcony and heaved it over the side. It plummeted 25 stories and crushed him! The excitement of the moment was so great that right after that I had a heart attack and died almost instantly."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel sat back and though for a moment. Technically, the guy DID have a bad day, and it was a crime of passion, so he announced, "OK, Sir. Welcome to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Heaven&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;," and let him in. A few seconds later the next guy came up. "OK, here's the rule. Before I can let you in, I need to hear about the day you died." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure thing" the man replied. "But you're not gonna believe this. I was out on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises when I got a little carried away and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily however, I was able to catch myself by my fingertips on the balcony directly beneath mine. When all of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of his apartment and starts cussing and stomping on my fingers! Well, of course I fell. I hit some trees and bushes on the way down which broke my fall so I didn't die right away. As I'm laying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I see the man push his refrigerator, of all things, over the ledge and it falls directly on top of me and kills me!" The angel is quietly laughing to himself as the man finishes his story. "I could get used to this new policy," he thinks to himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Very well," the angel announces. "Welcome to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Heaven&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;," and he lets the man enter. A few seconds later the third man in line comes up to the gate. "Tell me about the day you died," said the angel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, picture this, " says the man. "I'm naked inside a refrigerator......."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5847448681090633085?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5847448681090633085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5847448681090633085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5847448681090633085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5847448681090633085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5116192765278441806</id><published>2008-05-20T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:58:48.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asia’s tragedies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why do the straits times have to flash so many images of China in ruins. Not only that, they have to make it extra large, as if the people cannot see the destruction caused by the earthquake if the pictures are printed smaller. The pictures take up like more than half a page of the normal newspaper. It is such a terrible sight, where dead bodies lie around and crumbled buildings are seen as rubble. The emphasis on this is to show how weather can pulverize a country to such a pathetic state, causing damages worth up to millions of dollar. The most important point that I want to raise up is that no matter how advanced technology can be, we are still tiny victims of the world.  Humans are insignificant objects compared to the world. The universe is such a massive place, compared to Mother Earth. Anything can happen, such as an alien invasion. Understand the big picture yet? The problems that you might be facing are nothing compared to the universe. Moving on, there is another recent incident in Myanmar. It was ferociously assaulted by Cyclone Nargis, which occurred on 2 May 2008, leaving thousands dead and missing. Upon contemplating about the topic of natural disaster, there are many more - drought, earthquakes, flooding, hurricanes, landslides, solar flares, tsunamis, volcanoes, wildfires. Fortunately for Singaporeans, we are not affected up all this natural disasters, as out country is located in a safe geographical place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;However, there is something what is worse. Global warming, where everyone is not sparred. It is affecting everyone, including both you and me. Hence, please do your part by keeping the amount of greenhouse gases released to a minimum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How lucky of you to be reading this right now. In order for you to read this, you must have a computer/laptop, internet connection. Maybe you are sitting in a air conditioning room, which is contributing to more carbon gases into the atmosphere. Everyday, food is provided, but when you cannon finish it, you just throw it away, leading to wastage, while millions out there are suffering from hunger and/or thirst. Be grateful with what you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5116192765278441806?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5116192765278441806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5116192765278441806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5116192765278441806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5116192765278441806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/asias-tragedies.html' title='Asia’s tragedies'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-7882485791079106014</id><published>2008-05-15T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:18:43.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest word?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have you ever wonder what the longest word in English is? Do you know such a long word as "Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia" exists? Try to guess what the meaning of the word is. Hmmm, let me give you a clue, it is not related to the hippopotamus at all. Serious. ^^ John attempted to pronounce it but failed! The answer is here, see if you can find it or not. That is not the longest word. If you want to know what it is, go check wikepedia. The longest word has 189, 819 letters, and I have no intention to type it here. Enough said, I need to think about what to write for the next few days. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since I learnt it in IB, I might as well acknowledge where I get my reference from. I do not want to be charged for plagiarism. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Answer : The fear of fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Reference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/-phob"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/-phob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-7882485791079106014?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/7882485791079106014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=7882485791079106014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7882485791079106014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/7882485791079106014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/longest-word.html' title='Longest word?'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-3638116029684614688</id><published>2008-05-13T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:19:03.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend - Elvin Koh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Thank you Elvin for all the tremendously work that you have contributed. Even though we were never in the same class in secondary school, we still became great friends. It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;continued to be even in JC, where we did our SRP together. It is really a blessing to know you as a friend, and I appreciate your actions. Thank you for making my blog so beautiful. =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Remember guys, this blog is not the typical one that you normally see. Do not look forward to know about my private life, or what I am doing in NS, because it is highly confidential. This is a blog where interesting articles will be posted, such as global issues, relationship, finance and funny stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-3638116029684614688?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/3638116029684614688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=3638116029684614688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3638116029684614688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/3638116029684614688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/friend-elvin-koh.html' title='Friend - Elvin Koh'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368573228195542021.post-5668239289681677531</id><published>2008-05-13T22:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:59:47.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello fellow friends, Welcome to my blog! =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = u1 /&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This blog is still simple and new, and I need friends to help me change the outlook for this blog, can some of you kindly volunteer? Some of the stuff that I want to touch up is to add a counter, a tag board and some other basic things that a blog should have. I would appreciate it very much, and I admit that I am dumb in this sort of things. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To those who are surprised of this new creation and why a sudden interest for Victor to have a blog, the reason is very simple. Suddenly, I am addicted into writing, and would like to write new stuff here everyday (hopefully). I know some of you out there will start sniggering, wondering if Victor is really speaking the truth. Honestly, it is. This post in this blog can range from many topics such as philosophy, societal views, and international economic policies to my thoughts on certain ambiguous concepts. However, please do not copy my essays and attempt to submit to your GP teacher – someone will suffer from a horrible death. In addition, I will also post humorous jokes and comical pictures to brighten up your day! As you know, I am a jovial person who cannot stop entertaining others! =D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lastly, if you have any interesting things that you might want to share, please tag or send me an e-mail. Please come and visit my blog regularly to make it a lively and interesting one. Thank you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/368573228195542021-5668239289681677531?l=intricate-universe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/feeds/5668239289681677531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=368573228195542021&amp;postID=5668239289681677531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5668239289681677531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/368573228195542021/posts/default/5668239289681677531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intricate-universe.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Victor Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13761876430104295414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZN3tzJvY43s/SCmb7RLyuuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ycikL0QfEY/S220/Sketch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
