<?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-13407031</id><updated>2012-02-02T01:26:22.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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by letter, word by word.&lt;br /&gt;Making sure that everything's prepared, Ready till Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;Ensuring that no mistakes would be made.&lt;br /&gt;It was Spelling Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, it was the only thing that matters.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing matters more than getting a Perfect Score.&lt;br /&gt;Earning that Triple Star Stamp, captioned "Excellent!".&lt;br /&gt;Or Stickers in the form of Golden Stars or Cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;Just like earning Sliver Wing to prove an Individual had won a War.&lt;br /&gt;But in a much small ground called an Exercise Book,&lt;br /&gt;A Book, slightly bigger than a palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that Golden Star on the Book, holding it tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Showing it around the Class, as a Proud Owner of the Star.&lt;br /&gt;Someone, who had won that week's Battle, Code Name: Spelling 3.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, it all comes down to this.&lt;br /&gt;It's not about showing it to the Class.&lt;br /&gt;But the people who Push and Motivate: Your Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones who helped in your success.&lt;br /&gt;Staying up late, ensuring you learnt what was needed.&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Star proved that their effort weren't wasted.&lt;br /&gt;Telling them that they could be Proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Golden Stars will lose their meaning as time goes.&lt;br /&gt;We have to achieve something better to prove ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;To show our Parents that we are still working hard.&lt;br /&gt;Such Demands became Unachievable, as Achievements become Limitless.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to determine what should be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a time where things took an angle.&lt;br /&gt;The Demands no longer come from your Parents.&lt;br /&gt;What you want to achieve, is for Yourself to feel Proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud, to be Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5526882365402926127</id><published>2011-11-07T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:19:45.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiral.</title><content type='html'>Exhausted from Hectic Day.&lt;div&gt;Running Errands, Meeting People &amp;amp; Planning for the Next Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sat down at a Starbucks, to take a Break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slinging your Heavily Loaded Bag to the Chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along with MacBook &amp;amp; other Social Gadgets laid on the Table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a Sip of that Refreshing Peppermint Mocha Frappacino,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, there's a short moment to Yourself, for Yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a Deep Breath, followed with Shutting of those Tired Eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your surrounding became&amp;nbsp;Oblivious,&amp;nbsp;Momentarily.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Undisturbed by the&amp;nbsp;Murmuring&amp;nbsp;from the other tables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignoring the Vibration from that Old Metallic Smart Phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't even bother to Open up your MacBook for a Peek,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or Flipping your Notebook for what's coming up next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just want this Moment, all to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close those Eyes, an Empty Space was created in your Mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Empty Space, which project Images from the Past.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Projecting flashbacks from the Past, which matters the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking through those Images, Reminiscing those Moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a Moment, you're really Enjoying the Re-experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, when there's Good, there's Bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad Moments in Life began to Surface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Mistakes you made from Time to Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You began to think, "If only those Moments doesn't exist."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Times only last for Short Moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open those Eyes, and Glance into the Watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Flip of the Notebook, and a Dial on the Phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbing all the Gears, and the Cup of Peppermint Mocha Frappacino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's head for what's coming up next, a New Experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good or Bad, it all depends on Your Decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using each Moments Wisely, as it's Worth Something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not letting it be Worth Nothing, and Wasted in Spilt Seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-7336302481139406342</id><published>2011-07-09T03:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T03:34:10.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine.</title><content type='html'>Was differentiating letter B and D difficult to you?&lt;div&gt;You thought you're punching the B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what appears on the screen was D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puzzling isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which side was it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This side Up, or That side Up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't make up your mind about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sticker seems right on all sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever wonder why you were never able to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These little things seems too difficult for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if you're curse or drunk in that situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is, Pure Imagination at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Imagination was Limitless and Endless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logic was something that didn't make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What made sense to you, was that ain't a Sofa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a Race Car, and you're on the Racing Track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, that Race Car was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you see a Ship, and Mr. Teddy was waiting for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together with Piggy, Star Frog and your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You set sail to explore the World for a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that Sofa is a Plane today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B and D are actually Twins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll know Imagination is here to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagination brings about Evolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-7336302481139406342?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/7336302481139406342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=7336302481139406342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7336302481139406342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7336302481139406342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2011/07/imagine.html' title='Imagine.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1495079717840422872</id><published>2011-05-22T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T03:43:55.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invade.</title><content type='html'>As adults, we think otherwise.&lt;div&gt;Places designed for us turns out boring after awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being nostalgic, we visit places of our past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Places which only appears in our Childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moulds which shapes Doughs to Burgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Kling-ing sound made by the Clashing Tops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or the Remote Control Cars which could bump into you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-visiting Toy"R"us brings back all the memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those days where these toys seems to worth a Fortune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what you saw wasn't kids playing these toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are all Promotional Videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those toys have been left alone on shelves and racks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids ain't playing with them anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world have taken many 360 degree turns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each turn brings about a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An inevitable fact that Technology have taken over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids preferred to play what's on the moving on the screen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While what could really be moving in life, stayed stationary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These old toys maybe old and outdated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it still has its beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They do things which you can't experience from the screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Hands On that Remotes can barely imitate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Appreciated what's Old despite the New may Prevail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1495079717840422872?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1495079717840422872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1495079717840422872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1495079717840422872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1495079717840422872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2011/05/invade.html' title='Invade.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4402484618302296262</id><published>2011-05-10T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T03:10:20.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purpose.</title><content type='html'>A quick shower to with that Strawberry-Scented Shampoo.&lt;div&gt;Shaving away those ugly Pricks on the Chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dressed up in your Favourite Jeans and Tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Completing it with that awesome Demin Jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You look almost like the Perfect Version of Yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With your Shades up, Watch and Bracelets on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matching your Bag with your Shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You rushed out of your house minutes after waking up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But before you could take another step,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Question in your mind made you paused for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something felt amiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if you've forgotten to take something before you left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, you check again and again, nothing's missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, you realised,&lt;br /&gt;What's missing isn't a Thing, but a Purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After years of Dressing Up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being able to present the Near Perfect version of yourself became a Habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the Purpose of doing so is lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who or What are you Dressing for exactly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Producing the Perfect Version of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matching clothings which brings out your Inner Identity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Impressive Portfolio and Resume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, without a Goal or Purpose, you'll still a Nobody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never a Somebody who strikes in people's mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being Perfect with no Purpose, is Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a Soul without a Body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4402484618302296262?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4402484618302296262/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>Kites.</title><content type='html'>Parents are Kite Flyers of their Child.&lt;div&gt;Holding the Wind of Strings which controls them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How far they go out into the open,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And whether they will ever come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changes and Situations always happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That what brings about the differences between people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each actions they make brings about a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It determines the life of the Kite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Fly a Kite, requires a Huge Space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place Spacious enough for it to fly freely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like an Open Field, where Breeze comes and goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never a Place with Buildings, which blocks where it wants to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Breeze comes along, and bring the Kites to greater Height.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But holding a Tight String might cause an inevitable lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, letting it Loose, might just cause a Fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kites, are Angels we fly in the Skies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3908198232037009216?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3908198232037009216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3908198232037009216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3908198232037009216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3908198232037009216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2011/05/kites.html' title='Kites.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2560632873358556037</id><published>2010-12-01T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T03:05:04.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop.</title><content type='html'>You're making a series of extremely important decisions.&lt;div&gt;However, there's so much things which might affect it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of a sudden, you found yourself stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuck in a position where you can't make an decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This came as a Shock to you indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But think about it, are you asking yourself the right questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this right? How about that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the "What if..." which would occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all questions, have you asked yourself this particular one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's stopping you from making your first move?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the thought running about your confuse mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncertainties are there for you to discover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing at one spot doesn't bring any clues to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genuine Concern does not bring any Confusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just stops you, and directing you to other alternatives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It comes like an Earthquake which reforms the land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing you can do about it, but to take a detour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we've our Imaginations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagination run wild within our minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surreal images are created, which slowly develop into Fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's like a Dream, it's never real until you think it's real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genuine Concern which runs by Fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fear from Figment of Own Imagination &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2560632873358556037?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2560632873358556037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2560632873358556037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2560632873358556037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2560632873358556037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/12/stop.html' title='Stop.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-610551691904036584</id><published>2010-10-18T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:32:06.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reset.</title><content type='html'>We make mistakes every time. &lt;div&gt;However, Life's unlike any electronic devices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no reset button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither could we restore to our default settings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are nowhere like an iPod which everyone desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are not Machinery which produce near perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once there's a error, there's no Emergency Button to punch at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most importantly, we don't kill ourselves like an off switch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are Human Beings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time don't stand still when a mistake comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We mender our ways around them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learn what has gone wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Correct it, and put your life back in path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how we improve ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has no Reset Button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's meant for us to struggle our ways back, putting it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-610551691904036584?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/610551691904036584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=610551691904036584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/610551691904036584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/610551691904036584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/10/reset.html' title='Reset.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2160037727000212882</id><published>2010-10-17T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:31:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future.</title><content type='html'>The Future is Raw.&lt;div&gt;Like a piece of dead beef steak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sliced from a Cow in a slaughtering house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red, Cold and Bloody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nothing by itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No difference from a moulded bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's for us to do something to change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving it a nice flavor, improving its appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changing it's fate with each decision we make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every decision changes the Future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at that slice of Beef.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it a Rib-Eye, Chuck or Tenderloin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each part has it's own way of cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, further enhance its taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know yourself well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only yourself know your Strength and Weakness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Develop your Strength, Improve your Talents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find ways to cover up those Weaknesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plan each slice carefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big or small, thick or thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's volume brings out its significance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether is it a Main Course, or an Appetizer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like how you priorities things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting more effort on what's important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that's what you want people to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting people you, that's who you want to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Develop its taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing taste good without some marination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sprinkle of Freshly Grounded Pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few drops on Extra Virgin Olive Oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A squash of Lemon Juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything need some spicing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learn a new sport perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or get to know more people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving it as it is, doesn't help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll be at the same spot, forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With no improvement, you're no different from others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How should it be Grilled?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raw, Medium or Well Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raw could be a little chewy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Well Done seems a bit too hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medium could be just right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your doings changes the path you're taking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying too hard, might get things over done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting little effort is no difference from doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find the degree where things are just right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes numerous tries to get it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no such thing as One Shot, know it All.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a Steak seems a little dull.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try including some Side Dish like Baked Potatoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe Tossed Salad, a healthy diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A unique sauce would support the taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one can struggle through alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone needs a Partner, to support each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, to fill up the emptiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making you feel wholesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like everything else, Presentation is important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving an idea what type of Cuisine they are having.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A nice Presentation would definitely attract others to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Present yourself well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might have put in a lot of effort in your goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, you won't be recognized with a bad image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one hires a Chef with bad hygiene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither would anyone hire Designer who dress shabbily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's outside might be important, but what's inside is crucial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distrusting anyone who is dishonest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignoring whoever is ignorant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your steak is presented for everyone's tasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delicious as it might be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might not be the case for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not everyone has the same taste buds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask around for opinions and suggestion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows, it might taste really bad to someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For anything you have done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always ask for opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May it be a harsh comment or a compliment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how you further improve yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without it, you'll never know how you're doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Future's like a Raw Steak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's for you to Slice, Marinate and Grill to call it a Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2160037727000212882?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2160037727000212882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2160037727000212882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2160037727000212882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2160037727000212882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/10/future.html' title='Future.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5099461537973210069</id><published>2010-10-13T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T01:30:29.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain.</title><content type='html'>Your nails seem a little too long recently.&lt;div&gt;Obviously, it's time for a trim with that old rusty clipper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, accidents do happen in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carelessly, you cut yourself at the tip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cut began to bleed profusely with a sharp pain lingering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite that tiny wound is dressed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sharp pain still lingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you wish the pain would just disappear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we all know, that's not how things work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once in awhile, you tried to touch the wound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not to further worsen the cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But an attempt to comfort yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain, is not what you want from the touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's after the short sharp pain that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sense of Relieved after you let go of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things in life were described to give pain and suffering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurtful as it may be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The focus should be what comes after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sense of satisfaction and accomplishment after each job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one should concentrate only on the bad side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night might be dark, scary and frightening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But remember, Morning would definitely come right after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5099461537973210069?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5099461537973210069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5099461537973210069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5099461537973210069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5099461537973210069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/10/pain.html' title='Pain.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2628723709225534109</id><published>2010-08-10T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:06:13.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>Staring into an old photo from an old folder.&lt;div&gt;You began to wonder two things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that really you in that picture?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you wish you could go back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it's a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A piece of your memories frozen by human technology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each dream you dream, is like re-living a memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-living it with another way, with another choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting people you desire to meet once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing things you could do only in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly, each dream drags you away from reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was that goal of yours met?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That goal which you said you'll strive hard to reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what obstacles you meet along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll always see that as the final stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or it isn't your goal anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've other things as priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no longer have a goal of your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have our lives to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's until we've lost everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started to treasure what we've left behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each step I take to reach my goal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost more of something I wish to hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2628723709225534109?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2628723709225534109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2628723709225534109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2628723709225534109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2628723709225534109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/08/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1539325755455582899</id><published>2010-06-20T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:18:24.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self.</title><content type='html'>Since young, we've been to set goals on our studies.&lt;div&gt;Trying to obtain the best results possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the path out parents would most likely set for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been bringing our best to our parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what if one day, you're release from the grips?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment when you're free to set your own goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time, when you do things for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you be able to set that path?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of a sudden, you might be clueless about what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything seems out of your reach and grip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if you're falling free from the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've reached the last page of a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, you should start on a fresh page, a new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might be difficult at the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like how an artist deciding on where to put his first stroke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But once you start, you'll know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing how to continue with what you've start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, ending on the last page again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever you came across as new and favorable,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changes you as a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1539325755455582899?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1539325755455582899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1539325755455582899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1539325755455582899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1539325755455582899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/06/self.html' title='Self.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4898989442204307001</id><published>2010-04-27T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T01:04:38.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment.</title><content type='html'>We all know how those saying goes.&lt;div&gt;"The higher you aim, the greater you fall."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why we're told to aim within our means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, sometimes, it is still difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when we aren't sure of what we can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday we're expose to new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new challenge, with a whole new way to conquer it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is mainly the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With it being new, you can't gauge how capable you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are you strong in this?", You question yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always this doubt floating in your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally unsure about what might happen on the next second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, everyone wants to do well in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying out new stuff with "I'm trying my best" mentality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This mentality serves like a double edged sword.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Positively, it boosts your confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allowing you to believe in what you're gonna do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negatively, it actually makes you aim high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pressurizing you to work hard to succeed and achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blindly, you began to aim high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like an Famous Explorer who hears a Legend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A legend of magical jews on the peak of the mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the people supporting him due to his fame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He began to climb and hoping to reach the peak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The closer he gets, the higher the hopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But great disappointment crashes on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Legend is just a myth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such great disappointment lets you slip down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Experiencing the blows on the way down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all need a comfort zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To put our Fears, Worries and Disappointment in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4898989442204307001?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4898989442204307001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4898989442204307001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4898989442204307001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4898989442204307001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/04/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1825567279307369811</id><published>2010-03-27T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:58:11.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>View.</title><content type='html'>Everyone wants to see the World.&lt;div&gt;Be it in any view or perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bird's Eye View is one of the most magnificent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see every little details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like the World is beneath your feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you wonder what's the view in your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viewing it from Bird's Eye View.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chucks of thoughts and memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little details of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could see the Happy moments glowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a Vibrate City with Buzzing Nightlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the Sad moments in a dark corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Similar to the slums, with people struggling to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll realise that our mind is like a World itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it might be a different case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Fuzzy Bird's Eye View of your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is so unclear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light and Dark is all mixed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wide area of Grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when you know your life is a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will began to try very hard to make it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nothing seem to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've either tried too hard, or not trying at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No decisions or plans were made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just moving on ahead, aimlessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you could do, is just Stand there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing nothing and Stare into the Grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1825567279307369811?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1825567279307369811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1825567279307369811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1825567279307369811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1825567279307369811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/03/view.html' title='View.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8808933158696175795</id><published>2010-02-07T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:54:57.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fade.</title><content type='html'>You are who you are.&lt;div&gt;Everyone is unique in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't think genetically, cause we're about the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With two eyes to see the ever-changing world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two ears to hear the opinions of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But with only one mouth to express their thought in words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about each person's personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each unique personality brings out different perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allowing them to react differently in the same situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These differences paints colours in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing the contrast we need everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are where you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a place you always like to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow, you don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt like you went there searching for something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is after awhile you realise, you're searching for your past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The times you spent with your friends and family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wish to feel that exciting day you had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow, time is something which flows away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is nearly impossible to bring it back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just hope you can dream about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopelessly falling on your knees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With thousand of white feathers raining down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feathers from the wings that Angels had lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearing the echos of dropping Halos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like rings of hopes that have slipped away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, comes the rain of sorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sorrow of Angels which has lost their all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tried to take away part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I let you, it felt scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I realise I'm losing myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8808933158696175795?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8808933158696175795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8808933158696175795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8808933158696175795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8808933158696175795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/02/fade.html' title='Fade.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6188328520087811517</id><published>2010-01-30T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:33:53.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind.</title><content type='html'>A day is made up of four periods of time.&lt;div&gt;Dawn, Noon, Dusk and of course, Midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each period brings out the natural of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dawn is the start of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There comes the cold but gentle breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how we start a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleepy and trying to drag themselves up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stepping out of their houses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheerful and all, being optimistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noon aren't breezy at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the scorching burning above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wind which comes irritates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if complains from the world travels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wish that you could just stay away from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dusk is when everyone gathers back together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work and life have drained us out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, you could take a rest at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evening wind came slow and weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like us, they have done their job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the sun away from the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moon came, bring a glimpse of light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light which are cold, but full of hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The period of time where everyone is sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving those who awake, alone and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wind came cold and freezing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being with itself at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cold, as if it is telling you, "I'm alone".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raining days creates barriers between people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With umbrellas and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When todays society is such a mess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People mistrusting others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the raging wind bring the darks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Covering the sky with grey cloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blocking the heart warming sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, down comes the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the sky came crumbling down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cycle continues again with Dawn again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6188328520087811517?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6188328520087811517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6188328520087811517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6188328520087811517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6188328520087811517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2010/01/wind.html' title='Wind.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1202853252609342653</id><published>2009-12-06T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:51:29.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain.</title><content type='html'>Since young, we've known rain stops all fun.&lt;div&gt;This is the part where the song comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Rain, Rain, Go Away! Come again another day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in countless poems, Rain is always Gloomy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accompanied with the dark grey sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damping everyone's prefect day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't everyone treat it as another Sunny Day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without trying, the fun would never be known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running crazily in the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing like an immature kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, we just missed out the best things in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All because we were told not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking growing up means being mature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, not doing anything childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing in the rain, isn't childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's one of the best things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1202853252609342653?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1202853252609342653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1202853252609342653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1202853252609342653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1202853252609342653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/12/rain.html' title='Rain.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5985966394053811694</id><published>2009-11-21T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T02:23:10.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents.</title><content type='html'>Does it occur to you, how difficult gifts may come.&lt;div&gt;The effort he/she has put in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could be as tremendous as a month of hardship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all the planning and making for perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just simply a minute at Hallmarks &amp;amp; Dior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling beyond word's comprehension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just being the "so-called-Thankful".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gifts comes in various shape &amp;amp; sizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sparkly diamond perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Costing a thousand while worth a minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or a Customize Cork-board of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With time and effort being use to decorate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Material gifts just don't prove much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just worst everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, people are realistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Effort being cover up by the layer of money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The effort put in weren't being seen at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only the price tag of the gift was seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone once told me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the effort &amp;amp; care that counts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why don't you let someone like you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5985966394053811694?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5985966394053811694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5985966394053811694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5985966394053811694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5985966394053811694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/11/presents.html' title='Presents.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6672317032188805571</id><published>2009-11-15T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:55:34.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretenious.</title><content type='html'>The world is a lie.&lt;div&gt;Obviously, nothing seems to be real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, we're still going to accept it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, you're part of the lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it's just so difficult to be yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's pretending to be someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the smiles and being forever polite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While spilling the ugly side behind walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words are like make-ups of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6672317032188805571?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6672317032188805571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6672317032188805571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6672317032188805571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6672317032188805571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/11/pretenious.html' title='Pretenious.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3035066743685112546</id><published>2009-11-15T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:49:39.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration.</title><content type='html'>Everyone has a dream.&lt;div&gt;Dreaming to do something extraordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something which they wish to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, yet, they know it might never happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is something like an inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're inspire by things around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Influence by things which others are doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the ideas and plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are like pop-ups in your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming non-stop, flooding your tiny mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reality is cruel, like they always say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be the day, when it all has to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That when reality became the pop-up blocker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slamming you with all the responsibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Straightening your path of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams are like Pop-ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed, Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3035066743685112546?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3035066743685112546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3035066743685112546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3035066743685112546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3035066743685112546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/11/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6207727814156490060</id><published>2009-10-19T02:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T02:22:44.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winners.</title><content type='html'>Everyone wants to be a winner.&lt;div&gt;That's true of anything worth fighting for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Contest, Competition, or any of such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, Winners always get cheered on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the others only get to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we're young, there's only a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, the ever difficult Spelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or life defining Exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, Sports Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe some Talent time or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we're young, rewards are small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Small in value, big in heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wouldn't expect much, we're kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May it be some Starry Stamps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or delicious chocolates and candies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Mickey Mouse notebook would be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While other kids just sit beside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the admiring eyes and "Wah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't just let the other admire or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Share you rewards with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In return, you'll receive something irreplaceable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what we call Friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why gifts are useless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving all you have, is much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6207727814156490060?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6207727814156490060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6207727814156490060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6207727814156490060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6207727814156490060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/10/winners.html' title='Winners.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3414407140344372438</id><published>2009-10-10T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T03:36:45.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure.</title><content type='html'>Everyone wants to succeed.&lt;div&gt;Whether is it in their career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or simply just winning a stupid bet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winning is an addiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just keeps you going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's similar to elites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just get the felt each time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, did you ever thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While you have the success you wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other side, you're losing everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Succeed in one, failed in another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3414407140344372438?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3414407140344372438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3414407140344372438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3414407140344372438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3414407140344372438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/10/failure.html' title='Failure.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2405238564434088610</id><published>2009-10-01T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T02:24:23.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward.</title><content type='html'>If you were given a Chance.&lt;div&gt;A Chance to see a minute of your future.&lt;div&gt;What would you like to see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone would like to see something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or even anything, would be great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Future is always a puzzle to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, it seems so unpredictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life never goes as we wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once in awhile, it'll come crushing down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were given a Chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Chance to re-experience a moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which moment would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment. The Moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-2405238564434088610?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2405238564434088610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2405238564434088610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2405238564434088610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2405238564434088610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/10/forward.html' title='Forward.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4836603837216282766</id><published>2009-09-15T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:57:54.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inseparable</title><content type='html'>One's memories never fades away.&lt;div&gt;It's attached to you, Inseparable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no need to tell others about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, your every action tells it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kicking the ball as it bounces back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like a kitten playing the ball of yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telling the others Soccer is your favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't matter even if you're alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating and hoping to eat more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how the trash bin opens it mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never mind about how fat you'll be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food is your stomach's collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting out at the quiet night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a upbeat feeling to do crazy stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, something felt amiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turning up the music and eating fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None seemed to cure the awkwardness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, slowly, you realise what's missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It isn't the things you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people you're with, aren't with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are your memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you wish time is like before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The usuals had become part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4836603837216282766?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4836603837216282766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4836603837216282766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4836603837216282766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4836603837216282766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/09/inseparable.html' title='Inseparable'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4143074591274528359</id><published>2009-09-10T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:15:21.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic.</title><content type='html'>A swing of that magic wand.&lt;div&gt;Tapping that empty magician's hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of nowhere, jumps out a Bunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's magic for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what you used to believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, if anyone is to show you that now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely, you aren't convince anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrary, figuring out where are the gizmos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it under the table? Or from the back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An enjoyment became less of an enjoyment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's like a Magic Show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When young, you believe in everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are there for you to believe in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like believing that magic is real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you grow older, life's concept changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things became clearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While some, became much foggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believing in anything is "Childish &amp;amp; Naive"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doubting things you see and hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving numerous thoughts something simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping to find what's truth to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has no lies, only if.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's 2 types of truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real truth, and the surface truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Real truth is there for understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing what is happening in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surface truth is there to enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Covering up the horrible reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't see Surface Truth as Lies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things get covered up for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conflict gets avoided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions being pushed away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of all, everyone is happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, the Real Truth is there for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Grey's Anatomy has said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pain is there for a reason."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conflicts had to be resolved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While questions pairs up with an answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Simple life became so Complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4143074591274528359?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4143074591274528359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4143074591274528359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4143074591274528359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4143074591274528359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/09/magic.html' title='Magic.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4630891526931634125</id><published>2009-09-09T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:23:33.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Street.</title><content type='html'>Everyday, or just any ordinary days.&lt;div&gt;Walking down those streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crowded or empty it might be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing people of different personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, asking oneself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why am I alone on this street?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing their smiles as they past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While yours' upside down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyes describe as grey of lifeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A colorful world to everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems colorless in your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your mind is empty and blank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if a burglar just rob your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting on the ledge, staring blankly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not knowing what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or, more specific, what you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4630891526931634125?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4630891526931634125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4630891526931634125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4630891526931634125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4630891526931634125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/09/street.html' title='Street.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-355675777708140136</id><published>2009-09-04T03:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T03:56:05.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Dreams can telling a million stories.&lt;div&gt;Showing flashes of events which happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The insane times which you laugh so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The downside, which crumble you from within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe your wild imaginations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those Superheroes flying high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding hands with someone you treasure most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to a place for both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just you telling yourself, "I'm tired of my life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While floating in the dream, taking a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-355675777708140136?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/355675777708140136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=355675777708140136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/355675777708140136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/355675777708140136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1468991235240259211</id><published>2009-08-05T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:53:14.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering.</title><content type='html'>Quickly or slowly, as time goes by, &lt;div&gt;Memories are being chuck away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how old toys are being treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, we forget how simple things are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would a dollar, make you smile brightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or the magic a cotton candy could do to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once in a while, you chance upon them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those nostalgic past, which are so simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You began laughing at how innocent you were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, after awhile, tears began rolling down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realising that those past, are those you could not revive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are dead already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's two types of truth in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth you know by yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those which you knew had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the other, is the surface truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those which you want everyone else to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A slightest drop of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could engulfed a lonely heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1468991235240259211?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1468991235240259211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1468991235240259211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1468991235240259211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1468991235240259211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/08/remembering.html' title='Remembering.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3573850244250818008</id><published>2009-07-22T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:33:01.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awhile.</title><content type='html'>Life, always hectic &amp;amp; confusing.&lt;div&gt;Those set of rules and regulations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Formality towards people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presentable to the public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only, we can think freely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not following.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life, at its greatest, is an act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-3573850244250818008?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3573850244250818008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3573850244250818008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3573850244250818008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3573850244250818008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/07/awhile.html' title='Awhile.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-504904421607969364</id><published>2009-07-02T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:06:51.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu.</title><content type='html'>Seeing their hilarious faces,&lt;div&gt;Bringing elation to monotonous life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearing others' rumors/gossips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creating the excitement to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling examination's atmosphere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pausing the insanity within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that was what happened before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never happening again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about turning the time back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely, many hopes for such power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, we're humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever would we realised, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each moment is priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turning back, isn't nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let everything change back to the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allow the past to return the present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not the other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-experience the past, as a Deja Vu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-504904421607969364?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/504904421607969364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=504904421607969364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/504904421607969364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/504904421607969364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/07/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4139080374449829168</id><published>2009-06-20T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:30:48.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hours.</title><content type='html'>Holidays, the batch of free time.&lt;div&gt;Flowing freely like Singapore's taps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, teens would overslept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waking up at outrageous hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, too much sleep, isn't great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind's became too clear for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing the truth of the society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ugliness, bringing wave of horror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharpening the line between people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something, the world is hateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog hopping brings surprises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing the lives of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their photos speaks the thousands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, comparing to own self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's so bland, tasteless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only my life could be similar to theirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't mind anything from others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, at least they're smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The life of infinite fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4139080374449829168?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4139080374449829168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4139080374449829168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4139080374449829168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4139080374449829168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/06/hours.html' title='Hours.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8965068232623405884</id><published>2009-06-05T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:58:12.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Willingness.</title><content type='html'>Just how many questions are there?&lt;div&gt;The questions, to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, a never-ending list, going beyond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just one question, to answer it all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of life is answering those questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, decisions are made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life could be aimless at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In which, the finishing line became blurred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working hard to achieve nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Climbing the infinite stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never to look at where you have walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither to know where you're going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just keep moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping, nothing goes wrong, aimlessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, working hard could get everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, without an aim, is nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not knowing what you're working for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wouldn't gain what you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, "Everything, means nothing at all."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer breeze shuffling your hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orangey rays warming your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8965068232623405884?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8965068232623405884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8965068232623405884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8965068232623405884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8965068232623405884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/06/willingness.html' title='Willingness.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3318103614411869040</id><published>2009-05-24T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:06:57.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy.</title><content type='html'>After finishing the hectic weekdays.&lt;div&gt;Those morning rush hours' blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scrawling across the keyboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irritating sound of typing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Similar to timer bomb's beeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, TGIF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun-rays shining through glass windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warming up the cozy fur carpet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While breezy wind blew passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbing your laptop with Cappuccino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting beside the windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below, the never-ending flow of cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relaxing while messaging on MSN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your weekend begins soothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3318103614411869040?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3318103614411869040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3318103614411869040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3318103614411869040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3318103614411869040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreamy.html' title='Dreamy.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5028416968510097068</id><published>2009-05-13T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T02:15:54.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs.</title><content type='html'>Stepping foot into the MRT.&lt;div&gt;Standing at the corners of the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You reach out to your MP3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pressing against the song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each song has their own story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, every story has their ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, another song took the trend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, there's times you miss a song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You listen to them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, the feeling felt different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, you realized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've embedded your story to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making each song a piece of your memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears are signs of weakness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I, for that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5028416968510097068?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5028416968510097068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5028416968510097068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5028416968510097068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5028416968510097068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/05/songs.html' title='Songs.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4728550346451204853</id><published>2009-05-09T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:49:12.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories.</title><content type='html'>With your eyes, see what's visible.&lt;div&gt;With your heart, feel what's invisible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you remember everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every event's which happened before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So clearly, that you could picture it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So real, you feel so embarrassed once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or, you just wish to remember what's now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4728550346451204853?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4728550346451204853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4728550346451204853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4728550346451204853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4728550346451204853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/05/memories.html' title='Memories.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1323926409140642619</id><published>2009-04-19T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:35:27.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presence.</title><content type='html'>How deeply could you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps, A bottomless pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping that person would appear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, never to leave your sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugging tightly, like your lifeline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting go again, you might die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your presence is my lifeline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-1323926409140642619?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1323926409140642619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1323926409140642619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1323926409140642619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1323926409140642619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/04/presence.html' title='Presence.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-9131499173136817480</id><published>2009-04-09T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:02:38.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Can you make that clearer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely, everyone have heard that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clearer, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, is that really what you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is truth you're really searching for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or something incomprehensible.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, clarity isn't what you demand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed, the truth clears all doubts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only sharpens realities' view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You stop lying to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blurring the truth in your world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, many times, it failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth failed to fulfill its purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrary, it does the opposite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wished you never asked for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything in your life collapsed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever did you realised what you wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not for a lie to become the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But a horrible truth to be a beautiful lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuffing yourself back into your world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping the truth is blurred, never clearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this goes back to square one: The basics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main reasons for us to grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maturity, Responsibility &amp;amp; Decisively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing what you and the world demand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making the correct choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, accept the fact of your actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know your stuff right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to basics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-9131499173136817480?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/9131499173136817480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=9131499173136817480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/9131499173136817480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/9131499173136817480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/04/seriously.html' title='Seriously.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4786313258783291395</id><published>2009-03-27T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:58:59.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting.</title><content type='html'>Living in an era of procrastination.&lt;div&gt;"Just wait for the right moment."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone just says that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delaying whatever coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, are you really waiting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the change to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regretting after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's like in a pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started of being very deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While you can't really swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problems are objects at the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your breathes are those chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding that one chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying hard to reach the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time you face a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it sink into the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, struggle hard to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we mature and grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathe became deeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the pool became shallower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swimming wouldn't be a problem anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4786313258783291395?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4786313258783291395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4786313258783291395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4786313258783291395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4786313258783291395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-7910369299812444150</id><published>2009-03-25T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:24:23.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut.</title><content type='html'>Recently, sleeping hours' getting longer.&lt;div&gt;Certainly not due to sleep nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for something more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that prolong dream of unreality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreaming of them, makes one feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least, their faces appear within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saying things you wish to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if, they're just right in front of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So real, chocolate loses its charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll never want to wake up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, each story has its ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prolong sleep are for deceased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, you'll need to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulling yourself away from unreality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tearing silently in reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping dreams do come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing for a never-ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The line between dream &amp;amp; reality blurred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're unable to differentiate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sudden realization &amp;amp; devastation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You screamed, and cried once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-7910369299812444150?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/7910369299812444150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=7910369299812444150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7910369299812444150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7910369299812444150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/shut.html' title='Shut.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3295341009962628345</id><published>2009-03-22T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:32:17.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom.</title><content type='html'>Is that what you always wanted?&lt;div&gt;Be freed from parental control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being able to make your own decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, you certainly have realized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There're times which you're confessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unable to make you own decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helplessly staring into the blank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking around for an answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, there's no one to call to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling extremely lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worries began to grew within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twirling madly in your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mental breakdown occurred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Grab hold of yourself"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That voice echoed in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You went out for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing smoke of the busy city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling the stress of the economic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything just worsen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If freedom is lonely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you still want it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3295341009962628345?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3295341009962628345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3295341009962628345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3295341009962628345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3295341009962628345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/freedom.html' title='Freedom.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-7595038309443746314</id><published>2009-03-14T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:08:00.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>They felt so real every time.&lt;div&gt;As if it's happening when you're asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, disappointment struck each time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you woke up &amp;amp; came back to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realizing it was just purely a vision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly, you forgot about what you dreamt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss them somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That they appear in my dream just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-7595038309443746314?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/7595038309443746314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=7595038309443746314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7595038309443746314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7595038309443746314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1699590604538768806</id><published>2009-03-12T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:26:08.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rivalry.</title><content type='html'>What's rivalry to your life?&lt;div&gt;Someone whom you could hat.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An ever-competitive someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or someone who make changes to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making your world engaging every moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just keep on working to win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winning what's worth you attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earning your satisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drawing the objection of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With your own lifestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, competition engulfed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blindly, your life someone's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living off other's life in a struggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yourself became herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally not unique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, you sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-1699590604538768806?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1699590604538768806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1699590604538768806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1699590604538768806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1699590604538768806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/rivalry.html' title='Rivalry.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8210752165729012022</id><published>2009-03-06T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:25:46.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding.</title><content type='html'>It might just be a ordinary vintage photo.&lt;div&gt;A class photo taken ten year ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, content itself is extraordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's unique within the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leading totally different lives presently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nostalgically, you wish to see them all again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awkwardness, as some had forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The search might be a challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like finding a needle in a haystack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, if you just remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chances of finding it, is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recalling fragments from the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some could find names extremely familiar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While others, recognize the looks of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sudden elation bubble forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realizing you reunited with your classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8210752165729012022?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8210752165729012022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8210752165729012022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8210752165729012022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8210752165729012022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/finding.html' title='Finding.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2562192067036519998</id><published>2009-03-03T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:29:05.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbing.</title><content type='html'>Grey clouds gathering above.&lt;div&gt;Pouring never-ending rain to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trapped indoors with nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly, daydreams became flashbacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unrolling the filmstrips of memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Past flashing within your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As though time had rewinded itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminding how sunny days brighten up your day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how nostalgic memories works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your memories seemed to be lying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That warm afternoon lunch break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unnoticeably, you're smiling happily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing weighs in your heart and mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That moment felt so magical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realising you were once so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, that moment wasn't treasure then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drawing out your handphone every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unexplainably, you seemed to be waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone should be messaging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing warmth to the cold rainy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, somehow, no one is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, you realised the error.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time lang within your memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awkwardness arise while walking home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're questioning your silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone should be walking along with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatting away about anything in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike listening to Lily Allen's 'Fuck You'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turning around and look at the passer-by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping someone could come to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eliminates the feeling you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just can't explain the awkwardness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything begins with 普通朋友.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2562192067036519998?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2562192067036519998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2562192067036519998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2562192067036519998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2562192067036519998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/03/numbing.html' title='Numbing.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6708078737501552079</id><published>2009-02-24T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:14:00.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten.</title><content type='html'>Time have passed as a person aged.&lt;div&gt;Presently, enjoying life being 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, would you ever think back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the way back to 8 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the time when you're Pri. 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being naive and everyone's your friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one seemed to be your enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But more of having rivalry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, do you remember clearly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone, whoever is in that class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best friends you had then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some are left to be forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While some are well remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, do they remember you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6708078737501552079?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6708078737501552079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6708078737501552079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6708078737501552079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6708078737501552079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/02/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1511801738078102388</id><published>2009-02-20T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:38:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bond.</title><content type='html'>A sudden urge for blog reading came.&lt;div&gt;However, the feeling wasn't pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing pictures of others having gatherings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having numerous group photos piling up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remorse engulfed my selfish heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Own selfishness might be the cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breaking the once strong bond of the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No words could comprehend my apology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just so sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1511801738078102388?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1511801738078102388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1511801738078102388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1511801738078102388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1511801738078102388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/02/bond.html' title='Bond.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8018924629808740384</id><published>2009-02-18T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:49:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper.</title><content type='html'>Man's best invention of all.&lt;div&gt;Anything could be done with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Records of memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notes about happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exchange for goods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Killing the Earth we live in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, and his selfish deeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sacrificing one for another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is never this complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life, used to be simply enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, people changed eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A snow-balling effect of changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What once used to be, is different now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If time ever allows turn backs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one would rejects its offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If everything felt warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8018924629808740384?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8018924629808740384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8018924629808740384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8018924629808740384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8018924629808740384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/02/paper.html' title='Paper.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4412222131832352433</id><published>2009-02-15T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T01:34:33.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limiting.</title><content type='html'>Living in century of procrastination. &lt;div&gt;Using time elastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, time became the limiting factor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It comes and it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one could predict tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One moment, alive and kicking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next moment, your moments ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only people treasure everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing what's enough for one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never asking for unnecessaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eliminating the greed factor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, that's nearly impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who, don't wish for more wishes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stepping foot into the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crowded as it always as.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, lifeless as it may.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time just slip off eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having career overtaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your friends, Your family, Yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Snap", everything gone in a flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's difficult to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fear to love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-4412222131832352433?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4412222131832352433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4412222131832352433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4412222131832352433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4412222131832352433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/02/limiting.html' title='Limiting.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-7982306158268120777</id><published>2009-02-14T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:08:32.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine.</title><content type='html'>One of the romantic days arrived.&lt;div&gt;Chocolates and roses given around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momentarily, things changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolates became desert of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover, no one bothers about fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flowers blooming everywhere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together with the couples' love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat became cooling ocean breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steps, light and airy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life never felt better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couples sitting in cafes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each, with chocolates on hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-7982306158268120777?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/7982306158268120777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=7982306158268120777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7982306158268120777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7982306158268120777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-943914835355026228</id><published>2009-01-31T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:34:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preoccupied.</title><content type='html'>Unwillingly, enjoying Poly's lifestyle.&lt;div&gt;The lack of conducive environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Powerpoint textbooks &amp;amp; electronic paperwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our minds, preoccupied with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy-go-lucky &lt;/span&gt;days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing like a school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-943914835355026228?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/943914835355026228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=943914835355026228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/943914835355026228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/943914835355026228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/preoccupied.html' title='Preoccupied.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6308903473807843027</id><published>2009-01-26T02:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:03:39.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SXyyTdjl4II/AAAAAAAAAIg/0nhVOMR4tww/s1600-h/DSC01704+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SXyyTdjl4II/AAAAAAAAAIg/0nhVOMR4tww/s320/DSC01704+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295303309302030466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class reunion dinner had became annually.&lt;div&gt;When everyone took time to gather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting down to have a dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dinner with folds of meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatting &amp;amp; catching up with time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Restaurant might be grand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food might cost a bomb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delicious or not, it doesn't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A unique location for the group &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some drinks &amp;amp; snacks for munching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlimited time for the bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty obvious, we missed each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting once in a blue moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unnoticeably, much had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regretting not printing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Sec. 4 class tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What remains was the Sec. 3 Tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horrible, ugly, prints peeling off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might be&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; our &lt;/span&gt;regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing up an event for Reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notifying everyone about the event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearing those voices of classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, anticipating for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excited by each person's arrival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arranging the seats for comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prevent the awkwardness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dropping the fork &amp;amp; knifes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving them aside at the plates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Capturing those precious moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food, the people the happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gathering them for group shoots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compiling the photos taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adding the contrast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warming the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erasing the faults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Captioning the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enriching the captured moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Organizer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Photographer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Imager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embedding moments in minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embracing filmstrips of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving the past moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignoring the present happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sketching the future dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have an optimistic mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6308903473807843027?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6308903473807843027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6308903473807843027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6308903473807843027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6308903473807843027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunion.html' title='Reunion.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SXyyTdjl4II/AAAAAAAAAIg/0nhVOMR4tww/s72-c/DSC01704+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3782179971187206524</id><published>2009-01-20T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:48:06.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnoticeably.</title><content type='html'>Consciously but unnoticeably,&lt;div&gt;Staring blankly into stack in hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those dust collecting class photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From laminated to memorial card,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It never fail to capture the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite those are posed smiles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each represent a joyous year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faces, brings back unique memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotions, shows a different expressions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impression, depicts ones personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, class photo isn't a illusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But something indented into our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miracles happened as time moves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With changes, physically &amp;amp; morally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the innocent kids we were,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To a responsible teens we are now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around the corner was another stack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The year books from Secondary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flipping through the pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever did I realise, many things had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unnoticeably, four years had past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm your muse, You're my poetry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A perfect yet separable combination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3782179971187206524?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3782179971187206524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3782179971187206524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3782179971187206524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3782179971187206524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/unnoticeably.html' title='Unnoticeably.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3152304129049847566</id><published>2009-01-18T01:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:14:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Banners &amp;amp; posters, displaying "SALES".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Groups of people patronizing shops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cards swiping, beeping of cash registers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never-ending queue to fitting rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beside, rejected clothing piling up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fashion conscious teenagers smiling elatedly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cam-whoring &amp;amp; self obsessing with mirrors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big bags from well-known brands on hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fashion Runway at homes awaits them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudden liveliness in Chinatown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revived with stalls under red tents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Street filled with golden &amp;amp; red decorations,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With pictures of Ox as attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waxed pork-legs &amp;amp; sausages on display.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candies, peanuts &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nian-gao&lt;/span&gt; on sales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elderly, preparing for the traditional Lunar New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamming of expressways worsen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making them non-express momentarily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Families gathering in homes and restaurants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoes from different prospect at the doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crowding around a round table,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yusheng&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; properly lined chopsticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chopsticks on hands, mixing of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yusheng&lt;/span&gt; began. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouts of New Year wishes filled the dining rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing blessings to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurriedly, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yusheng&lt;/span&gt; was cleared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Replaced with steamboat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around it, was plates of delicious dishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone gathered around the round table,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a tradition of reunion dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what we called “团圆”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking along the street of Orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In sight are rubbish from Chingay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dirtied coloured ribbons sticked on tiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Empty cans crackling with silent wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several snapped slippers of surf brands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rubbles of shattered glass bottles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A horrifying death scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The happening of New Year's aftermath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Killed by the ambitious mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revived with your presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3152304129049847566?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3152304129049847566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3152304129049847566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3152304129049847566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3152304129049847566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/lunar.html' title='Lunar.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-349986403169110194</id><published>2009-01-13T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T02:06:55.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Havoc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Love is in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many had began their relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attachment to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Complying to care &amp;amp; concern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accompanying from dawn to dusk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Receiving a heart warming voice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the start and end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite it's in the air,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not everyone takes it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being single, without anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone, glancing out of the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding the silent phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Someone, just call in."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That thought carries on throughout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, never fulfilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Care, Concern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just don't leave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-349986403169110194?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/349986403169110194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=349986403169110194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/349986403169110194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/349986403169110194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/havoc.html' title='Havoc.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3968823746455673841</id><published>2009-01-11T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:51:23.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recollections.</title><content type='html'>Silence before the torturous storm.&lt;div&gt;Emotional hurricane twisting chaotically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nostalgic memories being recalled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forming contrast with present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blurring the unseen future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those friends from childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting them again, felt different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, emphasizing the fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone had became much mature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike those childish little rascals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having those small fights &amp;amp; naive thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, being understanding to everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's studying in different places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that didn't break the bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While being together, communication felt easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if we just met yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awkwardness didn't occur at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, those are who we labelled as "True Friends".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, we don't label our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True Friends is a feeling, not a tag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pillow-talking did the catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lengthy whining. Vulgar Cursing. Evil Swearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite those were negative thoughts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll able to know what's happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, those comforting words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brightening up the darkness night in heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks beyond comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no need for class photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're framed in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3968823746455673841?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3968823746455673841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3968823746455673841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3968823746455673841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3968823746455673841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/recollections.html' title='Recollections.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5138389595032855294</id><published>2009-01-05T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:40:21.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venomous.</title><content type='html'>Soft petals, gracing their elegance softly.&lt;div&gt;Spreading flirtatious aroma among crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Murderous thorns pointing its rivals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving off venomous charisma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beautiful witch of flower: Red rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the last term has started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything became slightly happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An ever-hectic lifestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out with JC friends on Fridays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting up with Poly friends after lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orchard, Cityhall, Woodlands &amp;amp; Sengkang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only there's somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wildness of emotion is stopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting go really makes things better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5138389595032855294?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5138389595032855294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5138389595032855294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5138389595032855294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5138389595032855294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/venomous.html' title='Venomous.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-412371232300423507</id><published>2009-01-01T13:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:57:58.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SV4U9mGr57I/AAAAAAAAAIY/STkyQy1_q0A/s1600-h/IMG_0045+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SV4U9mGr57I/AAAAAAAAAIY/STkyQy1_q0A/s320/IMG_0045+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286686061012707250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me, minutes before 2009.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preparing for the majestic fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elbowing the crowd, opening up a view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ensuring a clear view of the brand new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As time past, things change gradually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what changes isn't known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unpredictable , blurry and mysterious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much changes would befall on me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being as emotional as before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing posts with such expressiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or an introvert,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closing the emotion gates towards the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seem so difficult to judge now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, hoping the pace of life speeds up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything are let go before 2008 ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting the past being as it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filling up again in a brand new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incredible, me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-412371232300423507?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/412371232300423507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=412371232300423507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/412371232300423507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/412371232300423507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SV4U9mGr57I/AAAAAAAAAIY/STkyQy1_q0A/s72-c/IMG_0045+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6496293537408389893</id><published>2008-12-31T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:04:02.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misfit.</title><content type='html'>Gradually, the holiday mood fades off.&lt;div&gt;School term has began with ominously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results of test, shocking &amp;amp; saddening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing forth entrance to pessimistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, my mind rejects the invitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Failure, being the mother of success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just try again, doing it better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurricane of thoughts began settling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clearing the dusty view in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recovering the consciousness of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotion burden being lifted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel, relieved from life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wind; Shadows looming in the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbing sorrows from your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gingerly, leaving behind its trace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Tear of Sorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6496293537408389893?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6496293537408389893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6496293537408389893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6496293537408389893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6496293537408389893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/misfit.html' title='Misfit.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1953907828631752497</id><published>2008-12-28T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:19:24.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reopening.</title><content type='html'>Once again, school's reopening.&lt;div&gt;Definitely isn't anything worth celebrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But worth swearing &amp;amp; whining about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's becoming boring than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revolving around those lifeless objects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With nothing happening in sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even having mountains of SBQs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything would turn out much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone felt the same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JC/Poly felt so commercialized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every step being too objective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bold line drawn between, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Separating classmates &amp;amp; friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how close your classmates are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is difficult to label them as friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, no one disagrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4J's the most heartwarming class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't matter how long we're together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or how harsh the condition could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if we could only meet for 2 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone would treasure each second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each tick adds up, becoming a moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once, you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; my everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; would give me anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt; it, because is something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe I've let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1953907828631752497?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1953907828631752497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1953907828631752497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1953907828631752497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1953907828631752497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/reopening.html' title='Reopening.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-9199623994007799206</id><published>2008-12-27T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:53:33.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whining.</title><content type='html'>We tend to whine in our blogs.&lt;div&gt;About schoolwork or typical Singaporeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Else, how bitchy some sluts could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, don't anyone think is stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't we just voice out openly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right smack at the source of problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, life could be so miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, beginning to hate oneself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whining about how bad life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never give positive thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-9199623994007799206?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/9199623994007799206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=9199623994007799206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/9199623994007799206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/9199623994007799206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/whining.html' title='Whining.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3206708259921626983</id><published>2008-12-25T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:22:08.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkles.</title><content type='html'>Finally, it's the snowy night.&lt;div&gt;Today's Christmas Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those glamorously decorated trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Posing proudly in malls and streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only it snows here in S'pore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adding some whites to those trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brightening the Christmas feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ordinary Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3206708259921626983?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3206708259921626983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3206708259921626983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3206708259921626983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3206708259921626983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/twinkles.html' title='Twinkles.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3706368109226194773</id><published>2008-12-23T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:47:58.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing.</title><content type='html'>Cupids, watching people become couples.&lt;div&gt;Bringing smiles and love to Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, themselves being alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite putting a smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is just a cover for their sorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying sitting in a bus again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, with a different mindset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing the crowd going pass outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While what's inside remain the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt as if time had stop within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bus rides are nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially with love songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3706368109226194773?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3706368109226194773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3706368109226194773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3706368109226194773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3706368109226194773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/passing.html' title='Passing.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1967367677302259578</id><published>2008-12-21T21:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:58:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity.</title><content type='html'>2008 is coming to an end.&lt;div&gt;There goes another year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing which never change, is change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone had became more mature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Understanding each other better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Able to handle responsibility well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juggling studies &amp;amp; relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing some reality of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots could change in a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, some just worsen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More bitchy, more bastard-like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't blame them for their idiotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just need time to understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or time for them to land in jail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studies come first for some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, placing they're concentration to books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drawing a better future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping to live a better life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting a good job and a good family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the couples, falling in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every match makes me go "Aww..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, sending my blessing to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, deep inside, I felt bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, I'm feeling jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, it's never my turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1967367677302259578?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1967367677302259578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1967367677302259578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1967367677302259578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1967367677302259578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/maturity.html' title='Maturity.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6604696451230736329</id><published>2008-12-21T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:45:26.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frail.</title><content type='html'>Each year ends with Christmas.&lt;div&gt;A season of giving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends and families gathering together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spreading love to the group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drawing smiles on each other faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it isn't for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My smile felt like a mask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No love reaches my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas became lonely for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the day get closer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My loneliness worsen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone gathering in a chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrating this year's success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too, spreading love as Christmas's near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, everyone smiles are bright &amp;amp; cheerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While mine, I didn't even smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbing a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;latte&lt;/span&gt; at Star bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Munching on a Subway &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sandwich&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; from a roadside Cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogging about my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt; with Laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the peaceful Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I listen to my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting them go this Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6604696451230736329?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6604696451230736329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6604696451230736329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6604696451230736329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6604696451230736329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/frail.html' title='Frail.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8204086126824663083</id><published>2008-12-20T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:59:11.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting.</title><content type='html'>Missing a person is already suffering.&lt;div&gt;While two, could eventually kill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One which presence is accompanying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is worth dying for its uniqueness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other absent is nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories brings out happiness within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If words could explain my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Courage to confess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't mind, really."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something I said in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking back, regrets surface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those words aren't real at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just words for comfort for that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While lies for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I'm not so defensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a love song listener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8204086126824663083?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8204086126824663083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8204086126824663083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8204086126824663083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8204086126824663083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/meeting.html' title='Meeting.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8987705367036411047</id><published>2008-12-19T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:41:24.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loses.</title><content type='html'>In today's society, power controls everything.&lt;div&gt;However, we're living in a realistic world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to gain something , a sacrifice is needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, how much are you willing to sacrifice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to gain that power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something, greed takes over the mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swallowing your emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you realized, it's already too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've lost everything you once had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, what's important in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amount of money in your pocket?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or the comfortable lifestyle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about knowledge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's important might be left out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love: Your care for people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times, you began to miss people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause they have disappear from your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, feeling lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8987705367036411047?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8987705367036411047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8987705367036411047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8987705367036411047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8987705367036411047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/loses.html' title='Loses.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3689337793398143928</id><published>2008-12-17T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:41:08.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onlooker.</title><content type='html'>Again, watching a real-life romantic movie.&lt;div&gt;Friends, falling in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entering the realm of "attached".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creating another world of their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, never did I entered once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not knowing how it feels and looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never experience its sweetness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, cupid did a excellent job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pairing up a couple for love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, never did it for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falling into sadness, the depth of sorrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dying under its arrows of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When sweetness turns bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never would you try again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3689337793398143928?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3689337793398143928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3689337793398143928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3689337793398143928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3689337793398143928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/onlooker.html' title='Onlooker.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1552771263863896326</id><published>2008-12-16T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:07:15.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter.</title><content type='html'>Winter; A season of loneliness.&lt;div&gt;As Singaporeans, we didn't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We never had snow here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all summer and sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone seemed to enjoy the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, that's just television.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Experiencing it had enlighten the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As cold wind blow on your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unnoticeably, tears began to roll down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of loneliness came instantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying without any reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1552771263863896326?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1552771263863896326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1552771263863896326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1552771263863896326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1552771263863896326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter.html' title='Winter.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5651293625995585198</id><published>2008-12-10T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:25:12.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Days.</title><content type='html'>A question was leaved on departure.&lt;br /&gt;"Do I over-cared everyone?"&lt;br /&gt;Then, feeling extremely emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Uncontrolled, it slip through.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, making an effort to ask.&lt;br /&gt;However, not expecting answer then.&lt;br /&gt;A question of controversy isn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, giving nine days to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;The answer could be anything.&lt;br /&gt;From one word of Yes&amp;amp;No,&lt;br /&gt;To a thousand-words picture.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the answer might be,&lt;br /&gt;Accepting it, is the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That song is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5651293625995585198?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5651293625995585198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5651293625995585198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5651293625995585198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5651293625995585198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/9-days.html' title='9 Days.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3414631135840548365</id><published>2008-12-06T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:24:23.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better.</title><content type='html'>Today, the first day of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely, trying to feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being optimistic, going out to town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realistically, knowing current status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Understanding current financial situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, not to buy anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life comes before fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, the feeling was different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previous, going town was enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping, or just looking, was entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catching up with the latest fashion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dressing into nice clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, these doesn't matter now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, the street seemed busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrary, its loneliness was felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite having crowds gathering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's an emptiness felt within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much visible if you're a disable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deaf, Mute and Colour-blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life had been so complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With so much happenings in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many times, wishing paces would slow down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting down at a cafe along the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Table filled with sketches of cities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laptop, picturing images of people's emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drinking that bitter yet sweet-feeling coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching the ever-busy crowd go pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, pace don't stop in a snap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, nothing's happening in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just flipping through those theories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories it text by text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not learning anything at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing someone you love so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A halfway through knife at the heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking out and stabbing in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both way hurts so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3414631135840548365?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3414631135840548365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3414631135840548365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3414631135840548365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3414631135840548365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/better.html' title='Better.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2517429408630545413</id><published>2008-12-05T03:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:21:01.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STg1mTYK5lI/AAAAAAAAAHw/T47NJNyLvZA/s1600-h/IMG_0200+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STg1mTYK5lI/AAAAAAAAAHw/T47NJNyLvZA/s320/IMG_0200+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276025895617488466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After (not) much suffering,&lt;div&gt;The MST is finally ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated with a BBQ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite it planned to be class BBQ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, a handful chose not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone asked, "Plan a class outing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer , "No, I don't do well with my class."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There're troubling things happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, many were made by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I believe those couldn't be ignored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My care for my friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never seemed to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping is the best thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making me yawn time and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not because I'm tired from a day's work,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I could finally teared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STg1mRThAlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_zeSO7UNPxc/s1600-h/IMG_0208+edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STg1mRThAlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_zeSO7UNPxc/s320/IMG_0208+edited.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276025895061094994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive my stubborn love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2517429408630545413?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2517429408630545413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2517429408630545413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2517429408630545413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2517429408630545413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/tears.html' title='Tears.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STg1mTYK5lI/AAAAAAAAAHw/T47NJNyLvZA/s72-c/IMG_0200+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3531495685624567456</id><published>2008-12-03T16:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:29:16.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes.</title><content type='html'>If we can love someone so much,&lt;div&gt;How will we be able to handle it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one day when we're separated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If being separated is a part of life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know about separation well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it possible that we can love someone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never be afraid of losing them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, also wondering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we live our entire life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without loving anyone at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my loneliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote from a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3531495685624567456?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3531495685624567456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3531495685624567456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3531495685624567456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3531495685624567456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/quotes.html' title='Quotes.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3492245720990122981</id><published>2008-12-03T01:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:09:14.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturb.</title><content type='html'>Maybe fate is challenging my life.&lt;div&gt;Never did I had exam in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always something bothering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, studies do come first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, ignoring those worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, they seemed to pile up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piling up till I couldn't handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, falling into their hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loneliness had got hold of the strings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling is gotten worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much worst than the other time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's murderous, pure malevolent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only people I miss are easy to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope, they aren't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They seemed to be the last thing to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classified as unforgettable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love stories aren't for me to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is for me to smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3492245720990122981?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3492245720990122981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3492245720990122981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3492245720990122981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3492245720990122981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/disturb.html' title='Disturb.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3395687531513644971</id><published>2008-12-01T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:22:26.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obvious.</title><content type='html'>After every gathering, it feels weird.&lt;div&gt;Feelings of missing them bubbles up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite meeting them two days ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting up again feels weirder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing each other met up recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it doesn't feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days seems like two months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only we're like we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing each other every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never missed a happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every moment includes you &amp;amp; them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, we know we need to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As times change, catching up seemed difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, feeling missed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a few months, things happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People falling in love with their beloved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dying of relatives, visiting of wakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family problems raging up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Failing in examination, thus retaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope, things don't go as smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know things happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, it could be changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, feelings gotten worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing your presence could help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, you're just not around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, if only you predict &amp;amp; teleport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only they're not so obvious in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The few who remembered greetings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3395687531513644971?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3395687531513644971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3395687531513644971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3395687531513644971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3395687531513644971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/12/obvious.html' title='Obvious.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5767994598113778970</id><published>2008-11-30T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:34:14.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathy.</title><content type='html'>"To our deepest regrets, ..."&lt;div&gt;I believe many received such phrase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it sends two messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sympathy &amp;amp; Sarcasm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attempt to comfort us with words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fake tears from those words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying hard to gain your... forgiveness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just be the evil guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nope, you're rejected cause you suck..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine those who gave such words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making it sounded as if is inevitable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or someone force them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The person who's pulling the strings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saying there's knots, thus unable to control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn rubbish, especially companies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWebj5yxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jW0DbIKuwes/s1600-h/IMG_0010+edited.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWebj5yxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jW0DbIKuwes/s320/IMG_0010+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274302825654504210" style="text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWebj5yxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jW0DbIKuwes/s1600-h/IMG_0010+edited.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, my life hover around BBQ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had been realised, peeps love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those cancerous food doesn't bored us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tasting ever-delicious despite raw &amp;amp; tasteless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never complaint about ashes and heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, we're gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWfIefULI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IFEJh4emrAA/s1600-h/IMG_0053+edited.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWfIefULI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IFEJh4emrAA/s320/IMG_0053+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274302837711392946" style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWeLq5jBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aE5Y-TIO7I8/s1600-h/DSC00019+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWeLq5jBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aE5Y-TIO7I8/s320/DSC00019+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274302821388880914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All thanks to Moley, everyone's interact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing those time-killing camp games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite it might be stupid, everyone enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least, everyone is catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the life we want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5767994598113778970?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5767994598113778970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5767994598113778970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5767994598113778970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5767994598113778970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/sympathy.html' title='Sympathy.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/STIWebj5yxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jW0DbIKuwes/s72-c/IMG_0010+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6462177591707155461</id><published>2008-11-27T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:52:44.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chances.</title><content type='html'>Recalling those fantasy fairy tale.&lt;div&gt;One became rather significant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aladdin, the genie in the lamp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just by rubbing it, you get wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be exact, is three wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greediness makes you want more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Give me another three more wishes!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what if you're evil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishes are chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In which, malevolent acts are forgiven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're wishing, he's granting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remember his favorite phrase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Your wish is my command."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speed of time is difficult to gauge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its movement, always versatile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a flash, 2008 is coming to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Figuring that not much was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life in Poly. was not happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrary, I've been studying all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having only three things in mind:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Power, Money, Fame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6462177591707155461?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6462177591707155461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6462177591707155461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6462177591707155461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6462177591707155461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/chances.html' title='Chances.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3540572272238211015</id><published>2008-11-25T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:59:18.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melody.</title><content type='html'>Music definitely blend into our lives.&lt;div&gt;Without it, something would felt amiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to those tracks day &amp;amp; night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time it brings out a different emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;每一次听都会伤心一次。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3540572272238211015?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3540572272238211015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3540572272238211015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3540572272238211015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3540572272238211015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/melody.html' title='Melody.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4655582288061743527</id><published>2008-11-25T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:55:21.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief.</title><content type='html'>Finally, a sigh of relief.&lt;div&gt;A declined card email was received.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confirming that no money was owned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just imagine owning the bank $50+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could just become a disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4655582288061743527?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4655582288061743527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4655582288061743527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4655582288061743527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4655582288061743527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/relief.html' title='Relief.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-7723434703642386040</id><published>2008-11-23T03:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:25:40.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbo.</title><content type='html'>I'm kind of in a situation.&lt;div&gt;Never tried online shopping before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curiosity strikes, I tired by Debit Card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is empty anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what if it became negative?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, I owe the bank money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It better just declined my card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Else, I'm doom for some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't have a cancel order option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of worrying for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-7723434703642386040?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/7723434703642386040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=7723434703642386040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7723434703642386040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/7723434703642386040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/dumbo.html' title='Dumbo.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5176582012665796108</id><published>2008-11-22T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:02:40.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There's times when photos are nostalgic.&lt;div&gt;It could be today for some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing photos from the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminding about those childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone's so young and innocent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing holding us back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No grudges, no ambition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A feeling which words can't comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SSb3iPhmouI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_UXN7pZ-uqw/s1600-h/DSC00187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SSb3iPhmouI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_UXN7pZ-uqw/s320/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271172581538833122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A picture says a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed, showing more than naked eyes sees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With two, it defines everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A boy sitting on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somethings, wondering about the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unable to understand some situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SSb0zEy9WiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/V4X9LD5h6rI/s1600-h/Picture+031+edited+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SSb0zEy9WiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/V4X9LD5h6rI/s320/Picture+031+edited+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271169572181727778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just two years after, everything changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could just feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sudden blast of maturity from within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being understanding towards many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A much more brilliant smile then before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you see it, and feel it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Wee Liang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promises are to be heard and forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5176582012665796108?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5176582012665796108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5176582012665796108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5176582012665796108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5176582012665796108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/aging.html' title='Aging.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SSb3iPhmouI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_UXN7pZ-uqw/s72-c/DSC00187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3791503068333807185</id><published>2008-11-19T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:38:17.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(I'M)Possible.</title><content type='html'>Light commonly defines hope.&lt;div&gt;While dark means doomsday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, what's grey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believing life started bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended much darker then before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're now in the grey region.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grey's the worst situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither getting much hopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nor knowing when's doom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kindda stuck in the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when you control life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3791503068333807185?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3791503068333807185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3791503068333807185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3791503068333807185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3791503068333807185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/impossible.html' title='(I&apos;M)Possible.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6377977637406141461</id><published>2008-11-13T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T03:37:40.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing.</title><content type='html'>Vanished from the surface of Earth.&lt;div&gt;Haven't been going for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All thanks to The Illness: Stomach Flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Causing vomit to happen after 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throwing out more than 8 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stomach's totally empty after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling of being murdered from within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assassin invisible from sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While kids rejoicing for holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poly. students are mugging for Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this unbalance in atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People celebrating,  another glooming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burying their faces into ugly stacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When would this situation end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, decades later?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Times moves at different pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It depends on your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Optimistic minds will see days flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pessimistic minds see days claw by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some, just want time to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that few minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything's enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6377977637406141461?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6377977637406141461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6377977637406141461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6377977637406141461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6377977637406141461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/missing.html' title='Missing.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-5757290331119729576</id><published>2008-11-09T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:54:33.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed.</title><content type='html'>Suppose, people changed.&lt;div&gt;However, there's 2 types of change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the better &amp;amp; for the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those around my age, is for maturity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's difficult to gauge the degree of maturity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As, no one ever sets a level for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when your feelings take over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some changed due to regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having those "If only I had..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, trying hard to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to have their desires fulfilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That ideal lifestyle they want now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are those which never change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanting that nostalgic moments again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never wish to put those behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking the new is the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We might call these childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss those days of insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, want something refreshing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5757290331119729576?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5757290331119729576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=5757290331119729576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5757290331119729576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/5757290331119729576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/changed.html' title='Changed.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8126164515122515093</id><published>2008-11-08T03:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:44:34.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undeniable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SRSUi1koK4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/kcy56VsjCHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0062+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SRSUi1koK4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/kcy56VsjCHQ/s320/IMG_0062+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265997190520122242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pardon that horrible lighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng Tai just gotten older.&lt;div&gt;However, his looks just gotten better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sunshine boy smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's undeniable that he typically cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even for straight guys, he's okay looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite for his pettiness in everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I'm so jealous that I sounded gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SRSVUadh-3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/aQvwhglANDo/s1600-h/IMG_0084+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SRSVUadh-3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/aQvwhglANDo/s320/IMG_0084+edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265998042236058482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something had been puzzling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bing Yang never knew his expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main reason why he's shot so many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After today's experience, I figured it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His expression is totally natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My GEMS is indeed demanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying my best to get some photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, good shots come rare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been dying for that few shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, all I got was "cool" dead insects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were my dead models.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dead photographer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-8126164515122515093?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8126164515122515093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8126164515122515093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8126164515122515093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8126164515122515093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/undeniable.html' title='Undeniable.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SRSUi1koK4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/kcy56VsjCHQ/s72-c/IMG_0062+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-352355229427770184</id><published>2008-11-06T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:03:44.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamourous</title><content type='html'>Traumatized by certain fact.&lt;div&gt;How could this be happening?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He has good personality."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, can't believe someone said that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He could just topped evil charts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any case, just let him be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't blame him for being malevolent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is his nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, another's not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's one of the beauty I've saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll vote of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believing there's definitely better pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least, she's not evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither is she bimbotic nor slutty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I've been on something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Borrowing several Photography magazines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning Photoshop techniques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Self-taking pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing tutorials and tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Experimenting effects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It gets me away from boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely wouldn't become hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause, it is expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School life's haven't been relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally stress off by lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when lecturers are figureheads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading directly off the power point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone could read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making as if we're in pronunciation classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yahs, "Adwance" is totally cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"NOT gay, AND gay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, are you gay, Mr. Lecturer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stalls' school been awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, getting a thumb-drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just for $19.90 and 4GB's on my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow up of sudden craze was camera tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kindda nice, maybe after I gotten my Black shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, shit, is 3am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-352355229427770184?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/352355229427770184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=352355229427770184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/352355229427770184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/352355229427770184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/glamourous.html' title='Glamourous'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-3355847496562992571</id><published>2008-11-01T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:38:52.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant.</title><content type='html'>Confession: I'm a stubborn kid.&lt;div&gt;Stubborn kids' hard to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like why people procrastinate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause there's always time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till time runs out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the overall spoiler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was just yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite it's a neighborhood get-together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's also a murderer's opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth: Kids get killed during Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's even town banning Trick or Treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All for the reason of security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pity those kids who miss Trick or Treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, I'm worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't have the habit of celebrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just living it like normal days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having "Tomorrow's better" philosophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for dips this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, still feeling stressful &amp;amp; hectic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if Spa or Jacuzzi is gonna help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wish is set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-3355847496562992571?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/3355847496562992571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=3355847496562992571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3355847496562992571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/3355847496562992571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/11/ignorant.html' title='Ignorant.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8399296454550035635</id><published>2008-10-31T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:25:12.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignored.</title><content type='html'>Incredible situation happening.&lt;div&gt;What kindda approach to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm what? Invisible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, he's crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's so gonna get scolded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Messing with the wrong guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8399296454550035635?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8399296454550035635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8399296454550035635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8399296454550035635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8399296454550035635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/ignored.html' title='Ignored.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4137677588022649012</id><published>2008-10-30T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T03:53:22.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment.</title><content type='html'>School's hadn't been any better.&lt;div&gt;More crap. More rubbish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filled with crap and rubbish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing's happening in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No relationship to bitch about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He's like a bastard with that slut"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfect adultery match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without girls with bimbotic attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or guys with stupidity illness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst than days doing documents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assignments' driving crazily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm seriously practical disable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While theoretically, madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's worst with CADD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An awfully shameless hag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving retarded expressions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GEMS aren't any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lecturer rushing in and out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Workaholic award to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All assignments deadline's closing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week 5, week to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incomplete projects &amp;amp; reports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why DI needs self taken pictures?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm NOT good in photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully, it will work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's library interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magazines are great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodness, there is "Practical Photography"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life-saver for time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least it gives tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, is 4am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4137677588022649012?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4137677588022649012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4137677588022649012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4137677588022649012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4137677588022649012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/assignment.html' title='Assignment.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1928118588011210954</id><published>2008-10-26T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:14:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank.</title><content type='html'>It's getting rather difficult.&lt;div&gt;Lacking of topics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life just revolved around money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Economy crisis &amp;amp; Inflation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shrinking my wallet's size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deepening my depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will it recover?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or will Nasi Lemak cost $10?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1928118588011210954?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1928118588011210954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1928118588011210954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1928118588011210954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1928118588011210954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/blank.html' title='Blank.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2206951829428266207</id><published>2008-10-23T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:00:13.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.M.G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SP9bymStMVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NROuqYkBbSs/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SP9bymStMVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NROuqYkBbSs/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260023814622622034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, photography isn't me.&lt;div&gt;Can't seemed to take artistic pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some ugly nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A blank photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even foolscap looks better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, we're humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blaming on other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets blame on the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lousy, old &amp;amp; more lousy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rarely, I do typography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, wasn't great at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling extremely language disabled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Typing typical nursery rhythms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time. Blame on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More time to practice &amp;amp; read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, don't hide away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2206951829428266207?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2206951829428266207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2206951829428266207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2206951829428266207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2206951829428266207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg.html' title='O.M.G.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SP9bymStMVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/NROuqYkBbSs/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-4404073810769409776</id><published>2008-10-18T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:05:46.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobia.</title><content type='html'>"Why so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dao?&lt;/span&gt; Say hello!"&lt;div&gt;I believe many said that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, I tend to ignore people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saying hello is scary to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afraid of awkward situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or being Hi/Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it just drag on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like a phobia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-4404073810769409776?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/4404073810769409776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=4404073810769409776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4404073810769409776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/4404073810769409776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/phobia.html' title='Phobia.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1197514687364043497</id><published>2008-10-18T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T03:32:35.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelled.</title><content type='html'>Again, watching romance movies.&lt;div&gt;Despite not being teary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It did hit that emotion spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incredible story line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accompany with slight sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A twist in fate &amp;amp; change in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I'm quite impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glass lake house, amazingly built.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An unique hideout from reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True enough, I've been emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1197514687364043497?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1197514687364043497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1197514687364043497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1197514687364043497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1197514687364043497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/travelled.html' title='Travelled.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8318358760683146306</id><published>2008-10-17T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T03:17:30.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets.</title><content type='html'>Never been environmental friendly.&lt;div&gt;Didn't bother where rubbish ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Positively littering unnoticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, later did I realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some animal wasn't murdered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They suicided because of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling extremely guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, the whale died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With trash stuck in intestine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just imagine those were mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottles &amp;amp; bags from BBQ parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s. i'm requested to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, christmas movies are great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially love stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so teary about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wouldn't mind watching 5 consecutively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing my soul into fantasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8318358760683146306?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8318358760683146306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8318358760683146306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8318358760683146306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8318358760683146306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/regrets.html' title='Regrets.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-6187331945574376737</id><published>2008-10-16T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T02:37:26.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notebook.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SPY22-FyOHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Vg-xwfoQkhg/s1600-h/DSCN0976+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SPY22-FyOHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Vg-xwfoQkhg/s320/DSCN0976+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257449933009729650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;GEMS was totally interesting.&lt;div&gt;Bringing a new phase to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more wires or voltage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Away with the calculations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in Digital Imaging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been months I felt that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning something from scratch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puzzling, I began interacting with cameras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite it might just be introduction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, lots of questions began stirring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why can't my cameras achieve that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Engrossing into instruction booklets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discovering my stupidity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No activating function, no effects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simple, yet, I'm just stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, humans are greedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely, my hands welcome DSLR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allowing my artistic view to improve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing it into the next level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another step closer to being all-rounder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're just wondering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Is Digital Imaging, not Photography!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're right, you're not the first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, sadly, pictures come from ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good pictures tend to be easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, is a bit of both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's bothering me was assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking photographs about my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, don't scold me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be my model.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just be yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cameras are idiotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-6187331945574376737?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6187331945574376737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6187331945574376737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6187331945574376737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/6187331945574376737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/notebook.html' title='Notebook.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAq5SaS4Ffg/SPY22-FyOHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Vg-xwfoQkhg/s72-c/DSCN0976+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2329258537909104024</id><published>2008-10-15T03:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T03:29:37.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling.</title><content type='html'>Chancing upon a particular DVD.&lt;div&gt;Titled, "The Holiday"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't expect much from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just an ordinary love movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With kissing and its fantasy romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Never judge a book by its cover"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phrases seemed awfully true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm overwhelm by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't bored me watching twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, it distracts me from reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could an amazing love story do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It agitates me for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surfing through the net.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping more movies of such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, in dreamland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2329258537909104024?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2329258537909104024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=2329258537909104024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2329258537909104024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/2329258537909104024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/falling.html' title='Falling.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-8164539164439786735</id><published>2008-10-14T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:41:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget.</title><content type='html'>Did you ever felt this.&lt;div&gt;At times of loneliness, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You began to recall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flashbacks flashing through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nostalgic memories surfacing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone appeared in your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distracting your every motion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish that person would just die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Die in a day, natural death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, I would forget faster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never to think that person is around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-8164539164439786735?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/8164539164439786735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=8164539164439786735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8164539164439786735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/8164539164439786735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/forget.html' title='Forget.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-1845162041540440083</id><published>2008-10-12T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:24:27.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>Incredible, school's starting.&lt;div&gt;After 2 months of fermenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mood for school didn't decrease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awaiting for more idiotic events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lecturers murmuring to themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaming noises from the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-experiencing school again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit, is about a month away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-1845162041540440083?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/1845162041540440083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=1845162041540440083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1845162041540440083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407031/posts/default/1845162041540440083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/2008/10/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Hae Low Hao Han</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IwDw5M0zV9g/TfM053krsZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cT9B2lGmbZE/s220/DISPLAY.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407031.post-2783323416209140480</id><published>2008-10-10T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:50:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurred.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Before torturous holidays ends.&lt;/div&gt;Finally, a dip into pools.&lt;div&gt;Haven't been in for months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I dirtied my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vision had been very blurred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't have good experience with goggles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, swimming bare eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is worth the sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's coming, I hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-2783323416209140480?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/2783323416209140480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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child's asset.&lt;div&gt;It never stops their attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeping them entertained till night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe even past midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Causing sleepless nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure everyone had fun with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause they make you smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having this weird urge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urge to get hold of Digimon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That ancient toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So old, that it's 10 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something, which boys craved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attempting codes, obtaining "power".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Battling among each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so cool then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, toys are entertainers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They get abandon soon after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entertaining you till bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That doesn't stopped you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You continued with another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old ones just got put aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never to be touched again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories are for us to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing back the nostalgic feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The times which you were naive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing in this world bothers you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No stress, just fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You lived to play, everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407031-5994937504629624272?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/5994937504629624272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Holidays' are ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, shopping urge isn't.&lt;/div&gt;Craving for coloured tees.&lt;div&gt;Blue, Red, Yellow, Green, Orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiddy colours looks nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving them like manic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy me Bright Blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signed Haohan&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/13407031-6764747227353110147?l=lousyhan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lousyhan.blogspot.com/feeds/6764747227353110147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407031&amp;postID=6764747227353110147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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