<?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-34397613</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:35:48.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aries Aggression</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-7160966475050983901</id><published>2008-01-18T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:12:41.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Day 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first blog for the year. And it has been ever so amazing. As a headsup, I will be moving back home after a yr and half. The past year has been ever so amazing. From work, life realisation and even self realisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of mixed feelings towards going home. It brings sadness yet excitement towards a new era of my life. Unbelievable. It feels like the first day of school, the first day of starting work and all rolled into one. But this is very cleared that this is the right move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have realised that we need not be defined by our pay and opportunities which we have accumulated. If that is our measurement, we are doomed to fail. We get them because we are capable of doing so. And as long as we listen to ourself, we will succeed. In self realisation, I have realised that I have been very true to myself in the past. And in doing so, I have killed myself for just very little. It is fortunate that I have extricated myself and prevent self death. And can walk our relatively unscathed to progress further. But most importantly, I have also met a match who has constantly guide me alongside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life and would like to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-7160966475050983901?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/7160966475050983901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=7160966475050983901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7160966475050983901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7160966475050983901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-day-2008-this-is-first-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-7055363397256961972</id><published>2007-12-04T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:06:27.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singapore Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just hanging out with the girls the other day and the topics of marriage and Singapore Girls popped up. Apparently, in a recent wedding which she attended,  she observed that the couple is made up of a Singaporean guy and an Indonesian girl. Out of curiosity, she asked if the groom would have found his match in a singaporean girl. And the feedback was that Singaporean girls are more superficial as well as tends to put men down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just another food for thought then, has he reflected on the kinds of girls that he likes? If you are looking for trophy girlfriend and mummy girls, WHAT DID U EXPECT? One is driven to look good so that they can hang off rich guys arms,  and the other has a mum behind her including dressing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially these guys just want to follow the crowd and trend for girls. When they cant get them, they just start wincing. What about that nice girl you met from the last party...Nah..She is too fat, too plain, not to pretty... Oh pls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-7055363397256961972?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/7055363397256961972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=7055363397256961972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7055363397256961972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7055363397256961972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/12/singapore-girls-was-just-hanging-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-7128260848241113342</id><published>2007-10-29T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T05:37:01.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend came by the other day sharing with me a thought on life update. A little ppt/blog updating ppl on what goes on in their life. I thought it was a fabulous idea aboout keeping people updated on their life situations/well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, hey, I thought. It is also rather meaningless book of collecting trophies and memories. Because the best journal is that on top of your head. The best video recorder is that of your heart. Everytime, there is something to be remembered. It will hit the rec button in your heart first, then it starts filming in your head. It is a scene that when you recall, it has a sound, smell, taste and emotion attached. That is what I call a first class video cam. When you want to review it again, it will create a special space allowing you the privacy of the space and recreating the scenes until you hit the delete button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the delete button cannot be so easily hit. Not because we do not how to, but because we do not want to.  There is also a stop button where sometimes we can hit it too in the midst of watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this video cam and the best part is not to be shared so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-7128260848241113342?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/7128260848241113342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=7128260848241113342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7128260848241113342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7128260848241113342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-journal-i-had-friend-came-by-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-8588208012796239643</id><published>2007-10-29T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T04:59:08.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed..Weeks passed and Months passed. I have begun to learn more about what we call the psychology of thoughts and behaviour. Believing in that you will learn a lesson in every scenario in your life. Remember. It will repeat itself until you learnt the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is absolutely no such things as bad luck and bad things happen to good people. You attract them simply by thoughts as well as energy that you generated. Focus on things that you truly want to happen to you. And they will. Simply because it is a transfer of energy and the magnetic fields around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple test. Think your shoe is ugly. It is the ugliest paiar in the world and it is on your feet. Think that everyone who passes by you , absolutely hate your shoe. Girls will snicker and guys will shake their head in horror. Watch. You have got yourself a little shoe parade. Just dun say I didn't warn you on the reactions to be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lessons to be learnt focused on the below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Attitude towards life (Holistic view)&lt;br /&gt;B. In Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that if you cannot understand what it even means to savour that one sec that you have. How can you bear to spend the rest of your life together? In the same aspect where if you do not know what to do on a rainy afternoon. What do you think about immortality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-8588208012796239643?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/8588208012796239643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=8588208012796239643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/8588208012796239643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/8588208012796239643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/10/days.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-3766364283863964435</id><published>2007-10-05T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T07:22:32.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things to be thankful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I am thankful for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I am thankful that I am in love with the sweetest man and whom I share a deep and meaningful relationship with. Love that we can talk about anything under the sun, moon and stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. I am glad that I am chinese with absolutely exotic culture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-3766364283863964435?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/3766364283863964435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=3766364283863964435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3766364283863964435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3766364283863964435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-to-be-thankful-for-things-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-8702689296468422562</id><published>2007-09-24T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T06:25:21.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a very simple word. We have millions of them running through our head as the day goes on. While we are in the toilet, singing, working and eating. It covers from fantasy, loved ones, wish list to If- Only-I-had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we allow ourselves to entertain the idea that each thought has a consequence in our life, what will you then be thinking about? I had a thought many years ago. I thought that how nice it will be to be able to work overseas, to enjoy the sense of independence. I allow that thought to evolve to become a dream, then a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this same sense of which a thought allows me to attain my goal. At the same time, I am short change because I restrict myself in certain view of thoughts. Therefore, I am inspired to look into myself and listen more. And think of careful thoughts without planting any roots of unnceccessary dissent and potential disaster to the future. Think more happy thoughts as well as lovely dreams. I owe it to myself to be kinder to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-8702689296468422562?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/8702689296468422562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=8702689296468422562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/8702689296468422562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/8702689296468422562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts-it-is-very-simple-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-434829467822645986</id><published>2007-09-23T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T06:39:38.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harlow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been? Haven beeb posting blog for a longtime. What shall I write about? So many damn things.  Let's start with gratitude. I am very gladful for a couple of things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Grateful for being born in this era&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really grateful for being born in this times. Why? This is the period of times where I can still see so many of life true heros to be alive on earth and see their interview. To be able to share a time period and breathe the same air as them. I know there will be more to come but in each era of life, there is a different themes of heros. In the early ninties, it was dominated by innovators and genius - Marie Curie, Wright Brothers and Albert Einstein. But in my era, there are heros who fought for inequality, fairness, justice and ideals.  Lee Kuan Yew, Nelson Mandela, Mother Theresa. I feel sad for children who will only be able to read of these from books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Grateful for good and bad bosses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With bad bosses, then can you identify good bosses. With the white, you cannot see the black.  In work, its the same. This is so that you can better identify your true goals in life and enjoy the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Grateful for Serendipity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without it, I would not have met the love of my life and walk out of painful situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow. We shall talk more. I need to balance my psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rgds&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-434829467822645986?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/434829467822645986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=434829467822645986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/434829467822645986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/434829467822645986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/09/harlow-how-have-you-been-haven-beeb.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-2082094283526580284</id><published>2007-07-22T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T05:07:46.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching a lot of Oprah recently. And to say that we have been overly shielded from the happening in the world might be a little understated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say wake up and smell the fresh air! There are so many things going on around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Wake up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-2082094283526580284?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/2082094283526580284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=2082094283526580284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/2082094283526580284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/2082094283526580284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/07/happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-4809070656711439339</id><published>2007-07-12T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T05:54:48.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Values...What are yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a traveller yesterday. He was old and can only be described as a wise man. He was an European rufugees from Germany. He lived under the Southern Star; he joked. And he was sharing with me knowledge of wine as well as coffee..All finer things of life of which few can appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so humbling to meet someone who truly disregard material needs. And to just be satisfied in spending the remaining days of life to see as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all my years of education, never have I met someone who has made me felt so small. His eloquency and his passion for finer things in life was truly unmatched. It was just amazing to have met someone like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-4809070656711439339?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/4809070656711439339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=4809070656711439339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/4809070656711439339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/4809070656711439339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/07/values.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-8063033304677249040</id><published>2007-06-25T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:08:11.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cycle of vicousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the cycle of viciousness? You should. Because it will come back and bite you in the arse.  Someone I know of now has posted series of pictures to declare the present to the past. Yet in this simple act of declaration, all he has protrayed is how childish he has been. And he has simply missed the point. In every seperation, there is a new reunion. It is the way life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperation is painful but it will lead to a better ending when you ask enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have flew 70000 Miles just to run away and to avoid facing an ugly cycle of ending. In this escape, I got my much needed freedom but lost my rigiht of voice. This is what happen when you run away from the a showdown. You swallow and move on. I made my choice and I moved on.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know enough that Time is a strong enough medicine. And we are occupied enough in life to focus on other things. I just did not expect childishness. But it just reaffirm that I did made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will always be moving on whether or not you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-8063033304677249040?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/8063033304677249040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=8063033304677249040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/8063033304677249040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/8063033304677249040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/06/cycle-of-vicousness-do-you-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-1136860798042301829</id><published>2007-06-23T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:28:37.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view the grey part of life? Some call them complex part of life as state of uncertainty. But I think it is actually the most important part simply because it also represent the clarity of the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I view the white and the black as utmost upper and lower limit. The limits of extremity. The white rep the upper limit which is the extentness of good actions. And the black rep black limit which is the extent of bad actions. The grey stages represent the interval between the two limit to attain balance. Without this greyness, we would be donating all of life savings despite other family comittment to save another being. Or we would be bombing everyone simply because of dislike,. Grey is good. because behind this greyness lies a silver lining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-1136860798042301829?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/1136860798042301829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=1136860798042301829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/1136860798042301829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/1136860798042301829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-i-wonder-how-do-you-view-grey.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-5827769271300010861</id><published>2007-06-02T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T19:05:47.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the love sms commercial, it always show a girl trying to decide between two guys. One would be all decent and nice, the other will be screaming playboy from head to leg hair. And she still has to sms in for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we simply oblivious to certain facts simply because of fear of losing. In this case, fear of losing excitement simply because we choose the obvious down to earth guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we made up our little excitement. It does not have to be the chocolate cream smearing and licking. It can be simply laughing in each other's arms. Dancing to soft music and looking into each other eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, in this era, we have been made to realise choices and its consequences even before we made a choice. And as such, we tend to fear committing to a choice out of fear of losing another possible better options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't we enjoy a choice and its consequence simply by immersing ourself and be truly committed.Then that is when we enjoy our choice truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-5827769271300010861?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/5827769271300010861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=5827769271300010861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/5827769271300010861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/5827769271300010861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/06/duh.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-3916762462573973345</id><published>2007-05-19T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:46:37.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rk_2pfwarxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eJT2YH6W5Vo/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066539298574741266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rk_2pfwarxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eJT2YH6W5Vo/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rk_rzPwarwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BjvXr__Nnjc/s1600-h/PIC1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rk_q0vwarvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VCWSX3cqQFA/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culinary Classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life...Petitie Gateaux..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not see these cakes when you come by my place, it mean:&lt;br /&gt;A. You are not worth the effort&lt;br /&gt;B. I am busy&lt;br /&gt;C. Still Busy&lt;br /&gt;D. Just too lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au Revoir&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&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/34397613-3916762462573973345?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/3916762462573973345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=3916762462573973345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3916762462573973345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3916762462573973345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/05/culinary-classes.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rk_2pfwarxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/eJT2YH6W5Vo/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-7589161377313193069</id><published>2007-05-18T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T04:41:11.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Truth...Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moolaadé,&lt;/strong&gt; a powerful and uncompromising film by 81-year old Senegalese director Ousmane Sembene, depicts the clash between entrenched cultural and religious tradition and modern secular society over the issue of female genital mutilation (FGM) in a West African village. Practiced mainly on girls between the ages of four and eight, FGM refers to the removal of part, or all, of the female genitalia as a means of reducing a woman's desire for sex and the chances that they will have sex outside of marriage. According to Amnesty International, an estimated 135 million women have undergone genital mutilation, and two million a year are at risk - approximately 6,000 per day. A procedure that has been performed for over 2000 years, it is normally done without the care of medically trained people and may lead to death, serious infection, HIV, depression, or gynecological complications.In the film, six girls refuse to take part in the "purification" ritual. Two run away to an uncertain fate and the remaining four are sheltered by Colle Gallo Ardo Sy (Fatoumata Coulibaly), a woman who is known to have mystical powers and has given the four girls the "moolaade", the spell of protection. She ties a rope across the entrance of her home and all are forbidden to cross it until she releases the spell by uttering the correct words. Colle refused to have her daughter Amasatou (Salimata Traore) submit to the "cutting" seven years earlier and Amasatou is called a "bilakoro", a woman who is unclean and her chances for marriage are said to be slim. She is, however, planning on marrying the son of the tribal chief, Ibrahima (Moussa Theophile Sowie), a well off Westernized African who is due to return from Paris.Colle's moolaadé stirs the anger of the Salidana, a group of women dressed in red gowns who perform the mutilation. She is also forced to stand up to the intimidation of her husband and his brother and the male elders in the village who see her as a threat to their values. As a gesture of control, the men confiscate the women's radios, their main source of news of outside life. Rigidly defending their traditions and what they questionably see as a practice sanctioned by Islam, they also turn against an itinerant merchant they call Mercenaire (Dominique Zeida) who comes to the aid of Colle in a shocking scene of public flogging. As the issue becomes crystallized, many women rally to Colle's support whose courage in the face of determined opposition is of heroic proportions.While Moolaadé is political, it is not simply a polemic against injustice. The film is multi-layered and the characters are complex individuals who are much more than symbols of right and wrong. Shot in a profusion of brilliant colors, Moolaadé opens the door to a little known culture and, in the process, brings a brutal practice to the world's attention. According to Nahld Toubia, MD, a physician from Sudan, "It is only a matter of time before all forms of female circumcision in children will be made illegal in Western countries and, eventually, in Africa." Moolaadé shows us the way and few will leave the theater unmoved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-7589161377313193069?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/7589161377313193069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=7589161377313193069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7589161377313193069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7589161377313193069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/05/truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-1131600108446848940</id><published>2007-05-17T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T04:22:35.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Books Posting: Read The Secret (Rhonda Bryne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has been recommended on Oprah. Please have a read..It is a must read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I have been impressed by the panel review as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.New things do not happen when we do not understand gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Look upon every situation in your life as a lesson to be learnt. Listen hard and well especially when you find that it is repetitive. This is a reptition so that we get second chance to learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. There are no such things as coincidence. Everything in the world is due to the laws of attraction. Our actions and thoughts sent off vibration and we will attract events and people of the same energy field level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Ask and you will be given (However, do not just do wishful asking) Our action , thoughts and beliefs have to be aligned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-1131600108446848940?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/1131600108446848940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=1131600108446848940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/1131600108446848940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/1131600108446848940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-books-posting-read-secret-rhonda.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-3292383157926683334</id><published>2007-05-14T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T04:17:56.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rkg_Xe_5wQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yvz5E6LtcU4/s1600-h/Down+at+the+beach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064367453668753666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rkg_Xe_5wQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yvz5E6LtcU4/s320/Down+at+the+beach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/34397613-3292383157926683334?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/3292383157926683334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=3292383157926683334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3292383157926683334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3292383157926683334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rkg_Xe_5wQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yvz5E6LtcU4/s72-c/Down+at+the+beach.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-6835521871553791862</id><published>2007-05-14T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T03:47:11.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rkg7je_5wPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YZSLxg3NvS4/s1600-h/P1090021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064363261780672754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rkg7je_5wPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YZSLxg3NvS4/s320/P1090021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/34397613-6835521871553791862?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/6835521871553791862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=6835521871553791862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/6835521871553791862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/6835521871553791862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/Rkg7je_5wPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YZSLxg3NvS4/s72-c/P1090021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-3812005169883754133</id><published>2007-05-14T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T03:31:51.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crossroad made. Waiting for green light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made my choice. And it is waiting for the green light that kills. Waiting and waiting. At least, I have let go of an old past knowing that all is well there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, in life, we just have to let go of an existing comfort zone and try. In this trial, then can we learn new perspective and see new things. I have learnt to take on new things and is getting on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making peace with myself more and more. Just need to keep my energy up with Kendo or Aikido. Still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am happy for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-3812005169883754133?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/3812005169883754133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=3812005169883754133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3812005169883754133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3812005169883754133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/05/crossroad-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-6726526312470749854</id><published>2007-05-05T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T06:28:36.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crossroads. Left or Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at my crossroads that will determine the next 5 years of my life. I stand not to lose but everything to gain from. Do I dare step to dream or stick to comfortness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are often caught up by so much nonsense in life in asking what matters. Sadly, we proritised a lot of nonsense in front. No judgement, everyone have their rights in life to prioritise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself what matters. And Do I dare to dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to talk to me these days cos I am having a lot of internal conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preoccupied&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-6726526312470749854?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/6726526312470749854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=6726526312470749854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/6726526312470749854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/6726526312470749854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/05/crossroads.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-7287005272191648410</id><published>2007-04-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T08:26:48.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just browsing through Singapore. So many beautiful places and so many lovely sights. Just brought a lot of things into perspective of what I have been doing all these years. We rationalised our lack of adventure with transportation inconvenience. We rationalised our shopping addiction with lack of interesting places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this mindset, truth be told; it will not be better as we go into a more "interesting" place. It will be the same through and through. Change your mindset then even the house toilet will be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-7287005272191648410?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/7287005272191648410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=7287005272191648410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7287005272191648410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/7287005272191648410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-do-you-think-just-browsing-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-6089280779205823686</id><published>2007-03-12T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T06:31:35.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/RfVWFOe1sAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ipktQKLsrXM/s1600-h/IMG_3999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041030005697916930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/RfVWFOe1sAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ipktQKLsrXM/s320/IMG_3999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationship and Self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we try to search and search for the One, we judged, sucrutinoused and filtered out the potential bad partners. The question would be who is truly "The One". I see that there is no one perfect for anyone else but ourselves. In a mathematical equation; 1 + 1 = 2. And 2 is not a good number when a ideal mesh of a relationship is described by the word: Wholesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of random reading, I have picked up an excellant book, How to avoid marrying a Jerk. This is the book that provides a RAM model for the road to a better self discovery leading to a sucessful and healthy marriage. The title is a little tacky but the content is astonishingly food for thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has really led me to think whether sometimes in our search for my half to create a whole, was really a self reflection period that needs to happen first. By truly understanding yourself, your needs, your recurring relationships patterns then can one enters a wholesome relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to let you on a little pict from Victoria's Arthur Seat/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/34397613-6089280779205823686?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/6089280779205823686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=6089280779205823686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/6089280779205823686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/6089280779205823686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/03/relationship-and-self-while-we-try-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_szvP8AO5Y/RfVWFOe1sAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ipktQKLsrXM/s72-c/IMG_3999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-5011182684301354179</id><published>2007-01-29T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T04:20:02.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you sometimes hear an Microsoft Error Message in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder and be amazed with the brain? Most preoccupied themselves with the face for all its reflection of life's experiences, the eyes as the window to your soul or the hair as the crowning glory. I ponder about my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think myself as an huge android and my brain is a huge super advanced CPU developed by a super Higher being. It runs its own Start of Day job and Close of Business job all on its own schedule. And it synchronises itself with other functionalities and my internal outlook as well to ensure that the body functionalities is fully recuperated for the next start of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also triggers the series of event management so that I can interact with other Android.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that why I often hear a weird error message that sounded like that of Microsoft beep in my head sometime? Am I really an android?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall continue with my brain obsession tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start&gt;Shut down (XP Prof version)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-5011182684301354179?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/5011182684301354179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=5011182684301354179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/5011182684301354179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/5011182684301354179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-you-sometimes-hear-microsoft-error.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-5892615618762557803</id><published>2007-01-27T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T02:09:41.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Controversial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just beings in this world. Can we question of why and how things begin? Is this too big a topic for us to talk about? Let's begin with our surrounding. Do we dare challenge what is outside of our comfort zone? Do we dare to go against social pressure and stand for what we believe against of odds of thousands? Many can shout, "Yes" Challenge and question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always so easy to say" Yes", Challenge and Question! However, what has often been overlooked is the consequence to challenge and question. Can you bear the weight on your shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are famous examples of where people stand up for their beliefs and raise the taboo controversial question.  In documenting this historical events, the focus has always been placed on the bravery in daring to stand up and question. There is also a need to remember that these great men also dare to take on the consequences often dire in nature. They also take on the responsiblities in acknowledging that raising the controversial can meant harm to people they love and destroying comfort zones for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In raising the controversial, it pave the ways for the future. In order for the future to occur, the silent heros also partake in bearing of dire consequences suffered by the Known Heros. Without their understanding, forgiveness and support from the unsung heros, can we be who we are today? Up till today, the unsung heros have to remain so because of various agendas. Think and remember..who they are..Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an end, I say Thank you to the Silent heros behind the Known heros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-5892615618762557803?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/5892615618762557803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=5892615618762557803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/5892615618762557803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/5892615618762557803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2007/01/controversial-we-are-just-beings-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-3068596681974595907</id><published>2006-12-30T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T03:09:47.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From Old Git Wit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As extracted:.." Millions who wish for immortality are who can't decide what to do on a rainy Saturday afternoon..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the new year approaches, do you believe in New Year resolutions? To meet more ppl, to date better guys? To Achieve certain things which you have not yet to do before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always made my resolution at the start of the year. Cleaned out my room, Cleared out my trash. Determined to start my year afresh. And this year is no different from others except my attitude. I have realised that the most special someone is always yourself. If you lack the ability to find that in yourself, no one else will matters. Everything around you comes and goes, the best way to prepare is to accept changes with an open mind and see everything afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you see friends settling down and you start reflecting upon yourself, are you at the right stage of life where u want to be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-3068596681974595907?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/3068596681974595907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=3068596681974595907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3068596681974595907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/3068596681974595907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-old-git-wit.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116713148301191565</id><published>2006-12-26T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T03:11:23.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life on High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt high today after a healthy cup of caffine. So much to do and so much to achieve.. So little time. I need to plan my time to a better spot and get things completed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116713148301191565?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116713148301191565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116713148301191565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116713148301191565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116713148301191565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-on-high-felt-high-today-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116609727422537381</id><published>2006-12-14T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T03:54:34.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Does he really exist?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches&lt;br /&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks&lt;br /&gt;Oh it could be so nice, growing old with youI'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need you&lt;br /&gt;Feed you&lt;br /&gt;Even let ya hold the remote control&lt;br /&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink&lt;br /&gt;I could be the man who grows old with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116609727422537381?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116609727422537381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116609727422537381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116609727422537381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116609727422537381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/does-he-really-exist-i-wanna-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116601062336922929</id><published>2006-12-13T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:50:23.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you get the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I think I am starting to lose my point. I am so tired. Sometime, I lose my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In simple word, I am losing my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116601062336922929?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116601062336922929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116601062336922929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116601062336922929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116601062336922929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-you-get-point-in-my-life-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116567455373287746</id><published>2006-12-09T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T06:29:13.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you looked hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you wondered how you look at things and how other ppl look at the same thing and see different sights? If you were to walk into the zoo today, do you see the cage or the animals?&lt;br /&gt;If you walked into the aquarium, do you see the tanks or the fishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see someone in the distant, is he truly what he seems to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see him for a real him, what would you do? Run and Hid or Accept?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116567455373287746?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116567455373287746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116567455373287746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116567455373287746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116567455373287746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/have-you-looked-hard-enough-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116532199006507329</id><published>2006-12-05T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:33:10.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wishing and Hoping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been human nature to crave for things that we can't have. Wishing that someone else is here..Wishing your parents were here.. Wishing that you were slimmer..Wishing you were more gorgeous..Wishing and hoping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we look into ourself and say: "yup, that is enough."  Yup, I do not crave for more. I take it as I am. If it is mine, it is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we all consistently program this way? Or is this just a tea cup perspective to life? No matter, what veneer we own, it is just a face to hid our true fear. What will you do when your greatest fear challenge you in the face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that day I can laugh at it and shove a finger in its face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116532199006507329?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116532199006507329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116532199006507329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116532199006507329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116532199006507329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/wishing-and-hoping.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116514537848490472</id><published>2006-12-03T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T03:29:38.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One and a Half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in that the world is made up pairs? And no one is supposed to be alone? In Greek mythology, it is said that all humans used to be round and whole. In anger, Zeus spilt the balls in half and everyone has to spend the rest of the life searching for their other half. (Balls ?? Ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know about balls. But what I do know is that the "other half" sydrome has hit us since the earliest of age whether you like it or not. And we have bloody terms for it. Playmates, Puppy Love, BF, GF, Partners, Lifehood Friend, Best Friend, wife, husband, date. We classified, categorised in admist to search and filter out that one of a half. Is that half/one so important? Technically, a half should just fit into an half. Because, they are all equal in shapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From another perspective, what if a half can stop all this filteration. And learn to compromise and find the connecting points , would they fuse as one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all these questions. Yet, when I met a very special someone recently, I realised my dreams of a half resurfacing again. However, can we truly recognise our half when we meet them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116514537848490472?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116514537848490472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116514537848490472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116514537848490472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116514537848490472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-and-half-do-you-believe-in-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116514334589242108</id><published>2006-12-03T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:55:45.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/1600/999211/DSC00200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/320/133866/DSC00200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Table for one... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us can go down to a cafe and read all by ourself? Are you comfortable sitting alone and doing ppl watching..Listening to street music, sipping your coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have myself being confortable to walk into a cafe, eating and drinking by myself. And surprising, it is very relaxing and enjoyable even without a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed that the human beings always have two sides in them. The introvert and extrovert. Somehow, in different situations, they react as a defense mechanism to help adapt and adjust. In my case, perhaps, my introvert nature has truly found a way to roar, jump and shout. Or maybe, I just found an inner sanctum that I am comfortable retreating to. And it is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table for One&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116514334589242108?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116514334589242108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116514334589242108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116514334589242108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116514334589242108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/12/table-for-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116471588509071798</id><published>2006-11-28T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:40:30.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/1600/397393/DSC00361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/320/813336/DSC00361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acland and Cake Shops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the diabetic and sweet tooth to-die-for. Never will you ever see cakes made like these. And never will you see them made at record height and width and colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colours... Dun believe ? See them for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toothless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116471588509071798?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116471588509071798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116471588509071798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116471588509071798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116471588509071798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/11/acland-and-cake-shops-this-is-diabetic.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116384683565400686</id><published>2006-11-18T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:47:15.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two Sides of the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world always had two sides to every chance in life. You never know the impact it had on the other person. It can be good as it can be bad. It can be unbelievable as it can be so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had chanced upon something that I never guessed of.  And I feel very happy that it has such led to such a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in fate and love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116384683565400686?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116384683565400686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116384683565400686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116384683565400686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116384683565400686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-sides-of-mirror-world-always-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116325359811236555</id><published>2006-11-11T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T05:59:58.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do you define something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you define something that had never started? How do you define something that is uncertain? How do you describe the ache? How do you describe the fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost some vocabulary along with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116325359811236555?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116325359811236555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116325359811236555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116325359811236555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116325359811236555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-do-you-define-something-how-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116204495661464827</id><published>2006-10-28T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T07:15:56.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I watch Sex and the CIty, it just occur to me that perhaps some of the fears of the TV Characters are reflection of various stages in out life. Do you have friends that are all starting different stages of their life? Do you see yourself being excluded from that stage? Do you see yourself not going down that same path?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is too big and too colourful to make life choices for compromise. I choose not to compromise but to live. I want to look back in my coffin saying I have been there..Done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a been_ there_ done_ that wannabe gal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116204495661464827?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116204495661464827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116204495661464827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116204495661464827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116204495661464827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-fear-while-i-watch-sex-and-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116152236505051617</id><published>2006-10-22T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T06:06:05.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is fun when you can buy lots of clothes in the lowest price possible. But shopping in Melbourne is absolutely exhorbitant! Working Pants (Normal) costs 99 Dollars. Branded costs 199 dollars. They make polo ralph looks like Giordano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But shopping here is so cool. Mixes pleasure and exercise. If they are not more than 4 football fields, they will not be called shopping centre. A day is not enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the only thing good about shopping in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger off&lt;br /&gt;Tired Mich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116152236505051617?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116152236505051617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116152236505051617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116152236505051617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116152236505051617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/10/shopping-shopping-is-fun-when-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116152205848727991</id><published>2006-10-22T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T06:00:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Aren't you glad that your mum smack you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Thank You to your Mum and Dad right now...If she hadn't smack you when you were younger, you will never:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.  Be put into the correct Life perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. Understand your priority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Assimilate into Society properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. Understand the rights and wrongs of society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much too often, we have taken our parent's sacrifice for granted. Take a look around you today and think back on what they could have not done. And  what you could have turned out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116152205848727991?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116152205848727991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116152205848727991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116152205848727991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116152205848727991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/10/arent-you-glad-that-your-mum-smack-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116088961784231858</id><published>2006-10-14T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T06:08:39.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love me if you dare( Game or not?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two people try to get together, are you always sure of the rules of engagement?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116088961784231858?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116088961784231858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116088961784231858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116088961784231858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116088961784231858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-me-if-you-dare-game-or-not-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116065269523800959</id><published>2006-10-12T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T04:31:35.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Agression and more agression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we like it or not, agression is always around us. Agression to get things going, agression from others to be better and aggression from us to want to be better. As such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when is enough????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116065269523800959?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116065269523800959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116065269523800959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116065269523800959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116065269523800959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/10/agression-and-more-agression.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116029428149207588</id><published>2006-10-08T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:58:01.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait a minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great stroll down Melbourne City last week. And lo behold, there was two punks (Stand up hair and all) palying life size chess in the middle of the street. Talk about statement making! Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116029428149207588?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116029428149207588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116029428149207588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116029428149207588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116029428149207588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/10/wait-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-116029412396730209</id><published>2006-10-08T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:55:23.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am getting more definitive terminology into my life now. Am setting targets to try new things every month. For the month of October, it is rowing. Today is my third class of rowing on YArra River. Absolutely gorgeous!!! The sun here is a little crazy though. Just ten minutes out, can feel the mark on the skin. The ozone here is really thin. The river is gorgeous and makes rowing it down even more wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about Melbourne essentially is that everyone loves outdoor activities. There was a marathon run today happening simutaneously. It started in Frankston and ended in St Kilda.. It is such a fantastic city to be in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-116029412396730209?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/116029412396730209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=116029412396730209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116029412396730209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/116029412396730209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/10/rowing.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-115966639926246492</id><published>2006-09-30T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:52:28.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/1600/905821/DSC00953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/320/377894/DSC00953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/1600/95213/DSC00879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3227/3790/320/889283/DSC00879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country Road....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulip Festival was being held in Melbourne. Out of Curiosity and armed with a wide sense of adventure, thous decided to visit the Tulip Festival. Noted that the existing map of Melbourne did not include the location of the Tulip Farm. Checked the net did not helped. However, did find instructions to the Tulip Farm. Take a one hour train and a half an hour bus..Easy..No alarm bells yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning, Friend and I headed out to the Train Station, all excited and fluffed up. All was in order untill we arrived Belgrave station all out in the COUNTRY!!!! The lovely bus driver kindly informed us that there is no direct bus out to the farm. The best chance that we have is to proceed with a 4.5 KM hike into the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, the hike is a non issue. The lack of people as well as vastness of the country was the shocker. Friend and I decided that the best way is to walk. Waiting for a cab was like waiting for a rabbit to fall on your lap. The good thing always for the To journey was the excitement of what will come your way. A glorious day filled with Tulips or a hot burning afternoon with dying flowers and miserable blooms. It was good that the To journey was filled with gorgeous flowers, plant nurseries along the way. The Bad thing is the dangerous bend and walking along the road filled with the risk of being mowed down. Survived it and arrived in the lovely farm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farm was fabulous with bulbous size tulips. Glorious sun and nice cool breeze co existed in Australia. So warm and nice... Took lots of picts and lots of nice wine tasting... Desert wine..Yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way back was quiet with two people trying to crawl their way through the 4.5 km. The final leg of 100m was outburst with screaming and cheering!!! Yahhooo.. We survived with trophys in the form of Wine and Tulips Stalks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Legs aching&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-115966639926246492?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/115966639926246492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=115966639926246492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115966639926246492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115966639926246492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/09/country-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-115902153918317471</id><published>2006-09-23T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T07:25:39.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is Marriage to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is marriage just a piece of paper? Is marriage just a formality that can be brushed aside so easily? How do you define partnership then? Is partnership just extending to two people who shares a bed, shares some common activities and still live as such an individual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, Marriage is a joint recognition of committment between two people who has common goals in live, share the same dream, share the same passion for love and life and wants to built something strong together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as fidelity is a gift. Marriage is a bigger gift that is simply priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-115902153918317471?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/115902153918317471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=115902153918317471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115902153918317471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115902153918317471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-is-marriage-to-you-is-marriage.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-115849760076413733</id><published>2006-09-17T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T05:53:20.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do I look like I need a nanny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is being a young adult such a crime that walking out without a guardian is considered as heinous? Does it mean that I need to listen to babyish talk or the "Little girl..I told you so.."?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break...In the EARLY twenties means that I get youthful skin, have more energy, have more TIME and the best of everything in the world! Less experienced is not at all that bad..It makes you more human...Just a gentle reminder. If I need a nanny, I will get a hot Italian not a witch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I just make you feel old and crinky in an old bun? Awww..Too bad. We can talk when the clock strikes twelve and I become 25..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..Shut up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-115849760076413733?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/115849760076413733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=115849760076413733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115849760076413733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115849760076413733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-i-look-like-i-need-nanny-is-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-115841397883367514</id><published>2006-09-16T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T06:39:39.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Warning: Things don't come free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find a little piece of additional thing falling out place where it do not belong, i.e. from vegetables. It is very important to stay calm. Check if it is supposed to be there. DO NOT be overly gleeful about your good fortune. Because free things do not fall out of heaven and neither out of vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the little slugs I found in my veggies today. Take heed else EAT SLUGS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-115841397883367514?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/115841397883367514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=115841397883367514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115841397883367514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115841397883367514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/09/warning-things-dont-come-free-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-115832713038796008</id><published>2006-09-15T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T06:32:10.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See with your heart ..Not your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet soft scent of flower fragrance in the air, greeted by bright  gorgeous harbour view. Surface of the sea reflecting the bright beautiful sun.. Welcome to my new morning view. The nights are filled with the shining moon lighting up the navy blue clear sky and shiny night harbour lights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is simpler with simple pleasure. Nature, Peace and Self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-115832713038796008?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/115832713038796008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=115832713038796008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115832713038796008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115832713038796008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/09/see-with-your-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34397613.post-115823742464433295</id><published>2006-09-14T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T06:38:32.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Question of living alone</title><content type='html'>Fire and Water..Women and Electronics..Just dun mix well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on first hand experience after setting up my washing machine, Fridge, Internet, Laptop,electricity, TV and DVD in the house. I need explanation for the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Why are there so many wires?&lt;br /&gt;b. Why are no explanation for the right wire?&lt;br /&gt;c. Why are there no simpler way of starting up things?&lt;br /&gt;d. Why can't gravity allow women to lift things more easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bimbotic??? Well..Trying struggling with a 7 KG washing machine, 2 litre Fridge, drag a 3 KG laptop in a dell box across 4 streets. Then try talking to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34397613-115823742464433295?l=ariesaggression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/feeds/115823742464433295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34397613&amp;postID=115823742464433295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115823742464433295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34397613/posts/default/115823742464433295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariesaggression.blogspot.com/2006/09/question-of-living-alone.html' title='The Question of living alone'/><author><name>Aries Aggression</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01263656757593605599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
