<?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-5745872</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:32:22.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The world mapped on to a DOT</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my pocket plane</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-111201408565807196</id><published>2005-03-28T22:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:48:05.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lexie at the Easter Party 2005.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/111201408565807196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/111201408565807196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111201408565807196' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-111201400747144303</id><published>2005-03-28T22:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:46:47.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lexie in Love Hina!Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/111201400747144303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/111201400747144303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111201400747144303' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-110096102948688813</id><published>2004-11-21T01:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T01:30:29.486+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The New Korean Drama "My Dear Spring Roll" Starring Gordo Li and Lesly Bian. mwahahahahahaPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/110096102948688813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/110096102948688813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110096102948688813' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109723687276652352</id><published>2004-10-08T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T22:03:32.523+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A quiz on personality traits - refer to Jimmy's blog. I wonder how would one arrive at such conclusions. Interesting remarks nonetheless, as usual, classifications achieved by such methology are seldom perfect, often a subject of debate.Chit, you are moderately right-hemisphere dominant and have even preferences between auditory and visual processing, traits that might make people perceive you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109723687276652352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109723687276652352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109723687276652352' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109643357701799756</id><published>2004-09-29T14:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T14:52:57.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love the time and in betweenThe calm inside meIn the space where I can breatheI believe there is aDistance I have wanderedTo touch upon the years ofReaching out and reaching inHolding out holding inI believeThis is heaven to no one else but meAnd I’ll defend it as long as I can beLeft here to linger in silenceIf I choose toWould you try to understandI know this love is passing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109643357701799756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109643357701799756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109643357701799756' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109629562646303482</id><published>2004-09-28T00:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T00:33:46.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a rare shot. JIMMY with his cap! In Mei Ling's words: Jimmy!!! you are the coolest man!!!! Nowander Reggan had a crush on you.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629562646303482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629562646303482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629562646303482' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109629448701614157</id><published>2004-09-28T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T00:14:47.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some photos taken from the Europa Spring Party. Featuring Jack (the chap sitting on the far right), the first guy I know who managed to put on his PJs with no help (b4 collapsing on his bed) in a completely sloshed state. Bravo~~ although I don't think you would remember any of it. Lol.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629448701614157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629448701614157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629448701614157' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109629359962339453</id><published>2004-09-27T23:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T22:56:53.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> *photo removed*Mmmmm.. this tastes so good, look at me enjoying myself. In a moment, she is about to approach someone at random and repeat her infamous line --- "yooo maannn~ you must drink with me tonight!!!! yummm senngg"Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629359962339453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629359962339453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629359962339453' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109629313759185751</id><published>2004-09-27T23:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T23:52:17.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>David's cool beach outfit. All the way from Indonesia, Lake Toba.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629313759185751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629313759185751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629313759185751' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109629293594277360</id><published>2004-09-27T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T22:57:32.816+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> *photo removed*YOOO MAAAN~~! Mei Ling's "Let's all get high together" gesture. Patrick Vin Yien in the background posing with his devious smile.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629293594277360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629293594277360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629293594277360' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109629244375128778</id><published>2004-09-27T23:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T23:40:43.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brilliant! such perfect teeth, the lovely couple posing for a Colgate advertisement?Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629244375128778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109629244375128778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629244375128778' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109018600970346768</id><published>2004-07-19T07:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T00:11:57.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This post shall be moderated. A change of mood, shall we say. took a nice scenic drive along the beach yesterday. Nice developments around St. Kilda. My 5-10 year target, a dream house by the beach. The breeze, the yachts, and thoughts of having morning walks with pets. Bliss. Too bad there was no sunset. Or maybe there was but we missed it. at 7 p.m. the waves hitting the rocks, that was a tad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109018600970346768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109018600970346768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109018600970346768' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-109018424775132895</id><published>2004-07-19T06:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T06:57:27.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6:25 a.m. chatting on msn. my brain - operating in a monday morning hazy mode. Someone shockingly made this disgraceful association of my current emotional state and my opinion on love with those of Bertrand Russell’s!! goodness! Hello? This guy remarried FOUR times. Not once, FOUR! Despite his contributions and the nobel prize in literature, this man still thinks with his dick. He IS the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109018424775132895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/109018424775132895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109018424775132895' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108676370552426683</id><published>2004-06-09T16:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T00:28:24.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>while struggling to prepare for my paper. i stumbled upon this dark-hued unexpected email.Subject: VALE - Adolf BergerHi Everyonei have some very sad news. on ringing CABRINI hospital to enquire aboutAdolf i was told that Adolf Berger passed away sometime last week.i do not have contact details re his son Richard. i will try and find outmore information later tonight through NAB and willlet you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108676370552426683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108676370552426683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108676370552426683' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108638195440209255</id><published>2004-06-05T06:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T11:27:23.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a pic of her blowing the candle. went out in a mere puff. happy burfdayyy teng. you are officially TEN :) - love from kokoPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108638195440209255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108638195440209255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108638195440209255' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108638170207508156</id><published>2004-06-05T06:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T06:41:42.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*SMILE* :DPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108638170207508156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108638170207508156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108638170207508156' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108638040572291114</id><published>2004-06-05T06:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T11:26:55.130+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my dear sis just turned TEN today. isn't she just adorable? :DPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108638040572291114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108638040572291114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108638040572291114' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108607676651481195</id><published>2004-06-01T17:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T10:42:40.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I'd give up forever to touch you'Cause I know that you feel me somehowYou're the closest to heaven that I'll ever beAnd I don't want to go home right nowAnd all I can taste is this momentAnd all I can breathe is your life'Cause sooner or later it's overI just don't want to miss you tonightAnd I don't want the world to see me'Cause I don't think that they'd understandWhen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108607676651481195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108607676651481195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108607676651481195' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108564774151594345</id><published>2004-05-27T18:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T18:49:01.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fade Into YouMazzy Star(So Tonight That I Might See)I want to hold the hand inside youI want to take a breath that's trueI look to you and I see nothingI look to you to see the truthYou live your life You go in shadowsYou'll come apart and you'll go black Some kind of night into your darkness Colors your eyes with what's not there. Fade into youStrange you never knewFade into you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108564774151594345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108564774151594345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108564774151594345' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108564700776207075</id><published>2004-05-27T18:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T18:36:47.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>painful it is. excruciating pain near the chest. how does it all go? the cycle repeats itself. painful moments. living a lie. looking for shelter, a warm bed, feeling the tendency to hide myself in the closet and cry my eyes out. i cannot phantom the scale and timing of these events. all is beyond my comprehension. ouch. there it goes again. i have to recover in time. i have to muster the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108564700776207075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108564700776207075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108564700776207075' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108512200096983069</id><published>2004-05-21T16:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T16:46:40.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>less than 19 days to study for 4 subjects? how how?? *panic mode* cham lor.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108512200096983069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108512200096983069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108512200096983069' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108467469355407434</id><published>2004-05-16T12:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T12:31:33.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'I bring destruction by means of tyrants; I cause the demons to be worshiped alongside men; and I arouse desire in holy men and select priests. I bring about jealousies and murders in a country, and I instigate wars.'Beelzeboul Prince of the Demons</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108467469355407434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108467469355407434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108467469355407434' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108449846276640055</id><published>2004-05-14T11:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T11:38:51.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a thought from last night. why one would choose to forsake companionship? something so sacred, something that should be cherished at all cost. leaving aside all the issues and differences, the big picture is painted across highlighting all the sweet sweet moments, the comfort, the smiles, hugs, the streams of excitement. how does it wear off. I believe if a child is to keep alive his inborn sense</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108449846276640055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108449846276640055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108449846276640055' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108432673046914451</id><published>2004-05-12T11:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T11:52:10.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what’s this issue with rejecting boundaries, breaking free from rigid genre distinctions? this fanatical ongoing emphasis on pastiche, parody, bricolage, irony, and playfulness? leading a life which favors reflexivity and self-consciousness, fragmentation and discontinuity, ambiguity, simultaneity. not to mention the admiration of art filled with destructured, decentered, dehumanized subjects.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108432673046914451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108432673046914451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108432673046914451' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108415780898724376</id><published>2004-05-10T12:39:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T21:59:30.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SundayToday was marvelous, a day well spent on Bourke street, sitting on a green bench, reading the financial review. An old pianist along with his old piano stationed in front of HMV, playing tunes bridging from the baroque to the classical era. 4 hours of bliss. Where else would I rather be on a Sunday afternoon? One more point for staying back in Melbourne.MondayLeaving aside the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108415780898724376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108415780898724376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108415780898724376' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-108116858500735362</id><published>2004-04-05T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T22:40:09.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love you dad. I love you mum. having been loved, disciplined and pampered, I consider myself a fortunate kid, brought into his world by such wonderful parents. words are not enough to express my gratitude. sob~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108116858500735362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/108116858500735362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108116858500735362' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107987743162277564</id><published>2004-03-22T00:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T03:35:16.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel as though my life is converging to a point, a dot on a blank piece of paper, where I can find no alternative states nor solutions. All tis' while, I have been building my life on an idealistic set of assumptions, which have inevitably collapsed, unable to survive the challenge of real life imperfections. It’s too hard, in the past few years, trying to control each and every variable, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107987743162277564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107987743162277564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107987743162277564' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107804449901536574</id><published>2004-02-29T19:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T19:51:53.670+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>icq msg from dad: The day that you arrived in Penang, KLSE went up remarkably.and kept going up until the day you left Penang, all time high since year 2000.  However on Friday KLSE went south.  may be you should come back more often to boost up KLSE !! cool eh? I feel lucky. too bad nine days was too short a time for me to be able to fully catch up with my family and old mates. Uni starts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107804449901536574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107804449901536574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107804449901536574' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107606832750468998</id><published>2004-02-06T22:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T22:53:50.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lalalalalala, the horrendous summer exam is around the corner. shall refrain myself from the wicked amusements of life, for the week =). bangs head on the wall.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107606832750468998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107606832750468998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107606832750468998' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107606731684256814</id><published>2004-02-06T22:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T02:12:44.763+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*removed*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107606731684256814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107606731684256814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107606731684256814' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107457881551686200</id><published>2004-01-20T17:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T00:31:53.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coorporate finance, my final summer elective turned out as expected to be a subject full of nonsensical rubbish. Unbelievably distorted concepts, childish frameworks, accompanied by premature employment of mathematical techniques. This week started off with work work and more work, back to the endless routine mundane cycle of summer school, research and tuitions. Last week wasn’t too bad, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107457881551686200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107457881551686200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107457881551686200' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107371876600106638</id><published>2004-01-10T18:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T20:36:55.890+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jimmy might just turn out to be the next Robert Rubin, why so? Direct comparison yields the following results. Rubin is "very intellectual" and "very much a philosophical skeptic", first similarity. With Rubin, there were no givens, everything requires proof, much like Jimmy. most remember the young Bob Rubin as being extremely uninterested in finance, and so unaggresssive that the mere thought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107371876600106638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107371876600106638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107371876600106638' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107371768254119274</id><published>2004-01-10T17:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T17:55:58.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have a mysterious kiss.  Your partner neverknows what you're going to come up with next;this creates great excitement and arousal neverknowing what to expect.  And it's sure to endin a kiss as great as your mystery. What kind of kiss are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107371768254119274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107371768254119274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107371768254119274' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107305840629810126</id><published>2004-01-03T02:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T21:08:12.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn that was fun! an hour worth of old MTV music selections, this is the first time i heard tunes like those been played in pubs! dancing to 80's music. how unexpected, i'm amused. crowd packed with of middle aged men and women, dancing to tracks which would be appreciated during my parents' time. the name of the pub - Elephant, jimmy, you might just like it, that reminds me, i shall blog about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107305840629810126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107305840629810126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107305840629810126' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107296776841668245</id><published>2004-01-02T01:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T11:49:16.093+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night was just awesome, nothing can beat the 2004 new year eve celebrations. everyone seem to be having the time of their lives. i know i did. one of those moments i thought i would only see in movies, it shall be cherished forever. great times carry on so they say, let's hope it's true. in retrospect, drastic are the changes in me this year. melbourne is growing in me, I love this place.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107296776841668245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107296776841668245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107296776841668245' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107291298623567095</id><published>2004-01-01T10:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T00:26:02.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>while waiting for me hair to dry, a quick recap of new year’s eve just in case, if ever the alcohol consumed should stash that away from me. The evening kicked off at docklands, for dinner we got ourselves a free pack of fresh oysters n prawns, although we only ordered a single serving which we received immediately upon payment, there was an extra “complementary” pack included with the fish which</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107291298623567095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107291298623567095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107291298623567095' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107290172185442251</id><published>2004-01-01T07:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T16:20:08.793+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Never have I experienced such intensity, such comfort, such unruffled harmony in the midst of being thrilled, I shall declare tonight to be the best New Years Eve ever! Standing alongside Yarra, enjoying the upfront waterfront jazz performances with Chris Tanner and Julie O'Hara, funky rock 'n' roll tunes skillfully presented by Wilbur Wilde while we await the countdown to the spectacular </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107290172185442251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107290172185442251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107290172185442251' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107233601252568349</id><published>2003-12-25T18:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T18:07:52.590+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Incoherent thought of the day: Jimmy might just turn out to be the next Robert Rubin. time will tell. wonder how lexie is holding up. hmm..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107233601252568349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107233601252568349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107233601252568349' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107193294321093460</id><published>2003-12-21T02:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T09:51:42.436+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>motivation fueled by emotions, i wonder whether it can be proven.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107193294321093460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107193294321093460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107193294321093460' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107193161574056733</id><published>2003-12-21T01:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T15:32:59.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It’s amusing, how I stumbled upon an uncommon remedy for my odd circumstance. Feeling content above all, enjoying the simple pleasures in life, unwilling to submit to the norm. Hope? Is this hope in essence? Or have I discovered ways to lead life without expectations? perhaps this is a new level of understanding, one beyond the rigid walls formed by previous experiences, ways to love rather </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107193161574056733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107193161574056733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107193161574056733' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107176220053472493</id><published>2003-12-19T02:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T02:47:13.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahem. i need to clarify something for the benefit of a friend. my previous post "You could act a bit fruity, pretend to be bisexual, and still have a bird?" was not directed to lexie, as opposed to what many of our dear friends might have concluded. It clearly cannot be the case since aLex need not pretend! he is eccentric n bi by natural causes =P The post was intially addressed to this group of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107176220053472493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107176220053472493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107176220053472493' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107139030847030626</id><published>2003-12-14T19:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T01:46:38.936+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>looks like i have wrongly parked my emotions this time, feels like i've just been ripped apart. how careless of me. subtle is the situation, beyond my comprehension.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107139030847030626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107139030847030626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107139030847030626' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107133621863625531</id><published>2003-12-14T04:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T02:16:47.936+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4.00 a.m. and i still can't sleep Andy's parents just came down today and so they'll be staying over at my place temporarily. so sad, they'll be leaving straight after his graduation ceremony. Andy is a fine young lad who happens to be my housemate, the best housemate ever!!! shall miss him dearly. reading a paper on the relation between influenza virus and hospital admissions of the elderly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107133621863625531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107133621863625531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107133621863625531' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107125583460836222</id><published>2003-12-13T06:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T06:21:01.653+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You could act a bit fruity, pretend to be bisexual, and still have a bird? Only boring people are bored for long, and bored people are always boring. It's in your own hands to sort it out. IWRoy BattyAn aggressive leader that lives as you please, you are determined to seek out the answers for your questions.If only you could see what I have seen with your eyes!Roy Batty is a character in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107125583460836222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107125583460836222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107125583460836222' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107063695878027642</id><published>2003-12-06T02:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T05:52:29.356+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i didn't expect the christmas party (held by the maths and stats department) to be fun, but i had an enjoyable time nonetheless. had 3 glasses of red wine n more than a dozen glasses of free champagne, should have stayed back for more. hmmph. my dear professor had his first child just recently, how cool is that? only 7 weeks old, so tiny, absolutely gorgeous. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107063695878027642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107063695878027642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107063695878027642' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107057832734962426</id><published>2003-12-05T09:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T06:37:04.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I do not wish to feel empty, drained and lifeless. Please, I live in hope, striving for you. yes you, you who have made my life blissfully meaningful for the past few months, I am in need of you to rejuvenate me. keep me alive in cloud 9, your presence sustains the joy in me.On a totally unrelated post, I shall share my thoughts about our dear friend lexie. The young talented chap who led a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107057832734962426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107057832734962426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107057832734962426' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107021121296292467</id><published>2003-12-01T03:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T04:23:25.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wonder if there is truth in this, after the all important exams, unconsciously, we have willingly fractured our all important big picture in life. letting the hours, days, weeks slip away in a dash, has ignorance or rather our callowness got the best of us? slacking, wasting time, dwelling in the mundane cycle of sleep and fun. indeed, victimize by the thoughts of pleasure and relaxation, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107021121296292467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107021121296292467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107021121296292467' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-107019329342234798</id><published>2003-11-30T22:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T23:03:11.500+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>phwaaa.. hot hot day 33C. Of all days, I chose today, to buy myself a full day tram ticket, wanted to be a law abiding citizen marrr but i ended up walking all the way down to the city and back. why oh why!!! WARNING to those who have been hibernating at home.. the trams are no longer operating on Swanston St. as of today due to tram tracks maintanence. wonder why i didn't see this on the news. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107019329342234798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/107019329342234798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107019329342234798' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106486757040644510</id><published>2003-09-30T06:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T13:45:53.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is now 6:30 a.m. i just came back from the gym. having slight headaches at the moment. hopefully this will not lead to a dreadful hangover. had more than 6 litres of water in the past hour. I should probably go for a jog now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106486757040644510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106486757040644510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106486757040644510' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106486472922020101</id><published>2003-09-30T05:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T05:45:28.890+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is 5:26 a.m. in the morning. the party is over. I wonder why am I still awake? gradually cooling down, tuning into alice deejay- It's a fine day. My unprecedented lack of structured logical common sense this instant is definately worth some contemplation. what was I thinking? what is on my mind this instant? Winamp just progressed to the tune of Burning up- Cevin Fisher. My motto in life, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106486472922020101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106486472922020101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106486472922020101' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-1064861364308063</id><published>2003-09-30T04:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T04:49:23.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Protector The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/1064861364308063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/1064861364308063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#1064861364308063' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106485938472473586</id><published>2003-09-30T04:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T04:16:24.630+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is so cool. i am actually blogging under the influence of alcohol, I need someone to share my life, i am so high now. *laughs hysterically*. i am not happy yet i am laughing. loud music isn't helping. I am losing control of my senses. what am i doing? let us party!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) why is everyone gone? I need some company. listening to roger sanchez - contact, nothing to prove. smooth. thanks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106485938472473586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106485938472473586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106485938472473586' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106450554652174812</id><published>2003-09-26T01:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T01:59:05.843+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wishing you a happy birthday, liruFriends might come and goDreams wither and searYet family will always stay familyA sister to me you’ll always beHappy birthday my dear sisOld enough you are nowTo carry yourself wellDrastic it is how you have grownFrom a foolish kidTo a woman with a mind of her ownA mirror image of me I see in youLiveth a life of truthLet the best in youDrive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106450554652174812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106450554652174812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106450554652174812' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106437973347639031</id><published>2003-09-24T15:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T15:02:13.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gosh, first thing I wake up to in the morning are all these allegations, I am dumbstruck. I shall hereby clarify the facts.1. First of all, I AM NOT GAY. Whoever started all that should be hanged, have their inner intestines torn out and fed to the dogs.2. I did not ditch my friends to play a game of chess! rather I was presented with a choice to ditch my other friends (who planned the match </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106437973347639031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106437973347639031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106437973347639031' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106419837300713433</id><published>2003-09-22T12:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T12:39:32.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm grounded by melbourne whether :0gusts of chilling cold wind drizzle drizzle drizzle, what can you expect from the volatile melbourne whether. bah! there goes my outdoor plans today, way too windy. i shall then resort to sitting in the comfort of my own room, watch some TV, read my book, do some uni work and probably visit the gym. right, better get going. shall turn off my monitor now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106419837300713433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106419837300713433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106419837300713433' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106399902904420565</id><published>2003-09-20T05:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T00:37:24.110+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quite impressive. a movie which managed to blend comedy with some of the most gruesome scenes i have experienced so far. car chase scenes where the good guys run over corpses on the highway in their kickass silver ferrari, dropped by merciless mobsters to deter the chase, freshly chopped body parts in a bin with blood gradually oozing out n flooding the floor, more bodies blowing up all over the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106399902904420565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106399902904420565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106399902904420565' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106372207632844047</id><published>2003-09-17T00:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T05:28:17.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>harlo guys, our mid sem break is just around the corner, what are your plans? anyone wants to go white water rafting with me? or maybe we could plan on a road trip? For those who plan to stay home and study, what do you say if we form a study group, just meet up at somebody's place? erm. I think that's about it, getting a wee bit too tired to blog tonite. all the best to all of you!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106372207632844047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106372207632844047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106372207632844047' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106345909134430824</id><published>2003-09-13T23:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T23:18:11.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and  you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed  ervey lteter by it slef but the wrod as a wlohe. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106345909134430824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106345909134430824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106345909134430824' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106309795917349302</id><published>2003-09-09T18:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T01:00:42.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Assignment question for the semesterWhat’s the probability that I send five or more tennis balls flying out of tall fences of the tennis court in a given time frame, say an hour? Contrary to what you might expect, that probability does not assume low values. Since I have only played once, there are not much that can be done for a single trial, one such limited sample. If I were to use the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106309795917349302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106309795917349302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106309795917349302' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106275171216310821</id><published>2003-09-05T18:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T02:30:58.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i managed to finish the assignment and hand it up in time, whether it's correct, that's another matter. ha!As some of you know, I have been including lots of vitamin A rich carrots in my diet since I got my eyes checked, -50 both sides. I am short sighted. Yes, it has been a month now. My diet for the pass month consisted of Jap curry with carrots, fried rice with carrots, soup noodles with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106275171216310821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106275171216310821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106275171216310821' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106249255738093159</id><published>2003-09-02T18:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T02:31:41.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOSH.. I did something so silly during the test. And No, it was not that I didn’t flipped to the last page of the exam paper. It happened just before the reading time. As I walked in the hall, there was a seemingly empty seat in the first row, so I took it. Shortly after I sat down, I notice there was a calculator on the desk, stunned for a moment, I thought I was having illusions because of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106249255738093159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106249255738093159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106249255738093159' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106234607239042506</id><published>2003-09-01T02:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T04:14:01.043+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This does not look good at all. so much to cover. so little time. the textbook is so damn good at stating the obvious, reading all this crap is just plain tedious and pointless. bah! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106234607239042506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106234607239042506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106234607239042506' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5745872.post-106222353568030106</id><published>2003-08-30T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T22:19:48.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  The world mapped onto a dot™ -- Is this the view most people take when they look at life from afar? the dot being the most important element in their life. I'm thinking, the world revolves around a dot, all decisions made contingent on the effects on that dot. Is your career that Dot? your emotional/mental state? your ego? your family perhaps? or maybe your girlfriend/boyfriend? your freedom? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106222353568030106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5745872/posts/default/106222353568030106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldmappedontoadot.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106222353568030106' title=''/><author><name>zhe wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496927865103925131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
