<?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-11434810</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:07:12.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought came by...</title><subtitle type='html'>It's a thought...that came by for a visit, staying for a while and then move on. But a few stay much longer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11434810.post-113005812113990157</id><published>2005-10-23T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T17:02:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 October, 2005</title><summary type='text'>The sky is really glommy and overcast today. It has been like this for the past few days, rained and drizzled in the morning and the rest of the day is filled mostly with clouds, causing grey sky. It is really depressing sometimes. And it certainly provides inspiration to write, to paint, to do something meaningful. I think the condition is known as melancholy.In about ten days time will be the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/113005812113990157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=113005812113990157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/113005812113990157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/113005812113990157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/10/23-october-2005.html' title='23 October, 2005'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11434810.post-112589185442165587</id><published>2005-09-05T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:49:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is made for man, not man made for blogging</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes reading/writing a blog is such a hassle, especially if there is a lot of distractions. Blog is a means to write something, not an end itself. It is not necessarily to be obsessed by it.The problem with blogging is that whenever there is something great to write, it comes like a breath of the wind. It does not really stay there like a burning candle whereby I can slowly observed the wax </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112589185442165587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112589185442165587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112589185442165587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112589185442165587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogging-is-made-for-man-not-man-made.html' title='Blogging is made for man, not man made for blogging'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112424592037095246</id><published>2005-08-17T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T10:32:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome home!</title><summary type='text'>It is amazing what a four and half months old boy can do!Joshua was so high on expectation of both of us as we come home from work yesterday evening. He didn't want to go sleep even though his grandma try to get him to sleep early. Instead he was so excited at the thought of  both his parents were back from work even though we were late. He was so full of joy as he welcomed us back with his joy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112424592037095246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112424592037095246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112424592037095246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112424592037095246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/08/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome home!'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11434810.post-112411982924362808</id><published>2005-08-15T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:30:29.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Assumption of Mary into Heaven.</title><summary type='text'>The Canticle of MaryMY SOUL proclaims the greatness of the Lord; my spirit rejoices in God my savior.For he has looked upon his handmaid's lowliness; behold, from now on will all ages call  me blessed.The Mighty One has done great things for me, and holy is his name.His mercy is from age to age to those who fear him.He has shown might with his arm, dispersed the arrogant of mind and heart.He has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112411982924362808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112411982924362808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112411982924362808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112411982924362808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/08/assumption-of-mary-into-heaven.html' title='The Assumption of Mary into Heaven.'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112299569897088293</id><published>2005-08-02T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T23:14:58.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt and saltiness...a prayer</title><summary type='text'>Lord, I'm a tasteless salt. Give me your taste.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112299569897088293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112299569897088293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112299569897088293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112299569897088293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/08/salt-and-saltinessa-prayer.html' title='Salt and saltiness...a prayer'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112221780253314297</id><published>2005-07-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:12:05.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Michael Foo Yee Ern was baptised</title><summary type='text'>Joshua Michael was baptised on the 16th of July, 2005.He was baptised as Joshua Michael Foo Yee Ern. His godfather is Raymond Poh. The celebrating priest was Fr Julian Leow.The ceremony took place at Holy Family Church, Kajang, at 4pm.Picture of his baptism will be uploaded soon.It was also the Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel. I didn't realise it until the ceremony was midway, after the pouring</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112221780253314297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112221780253314297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112221780253314297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112221780253314297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/07/joshua-michael-foo-yee-ern-was.html' title='Joshua Michael Foo Yee Ern was baptised'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112221716373189704</id><published>2005-07-24T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T17:04:43.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua had his first hair cut today</title><summary type='text'>Joshua had his first hair cut today.He was so charming sitting on my lap while having his hair being trimmed short. It was really short, close to the skin. But he was like really a charmer, sitting there quietly without a cry, just occasionally turning his head around as the barber let the machine ride round his head. He was observing the whole process using the mirror in front of him, gazing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112221716373189704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112221716373189704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112221716373189704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112221716373189704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/07/joshua-had-his-first-hair-cut-today.html' title='Joshua had his first hair cut today'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112117477110747813</id><published>2005-07-12T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:26:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anggooo...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112117477110747813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112117477110747813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117477110747813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117477110747813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/07/anggooo.html' title='Anggooo...'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112117465842029844</id><published>2005-07-12T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:24:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gaze so expressive...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112117465842029844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112117465842029844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117465842029844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117465842029844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/07/gaze-so-expressive.html' title='A gaze so expressive...'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112117421430624242</id><published>2005-07-12T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:16:54.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Started to turn...</title><summary type='text'>Starting to turn to sideways this past days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112117421430624242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112117421430624242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117421430624242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117421430624242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/07/started-to-turn.html' title='Started to turn...'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-112117406239715829</id><published>2005-07-12T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:14:22.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother and child, happy...</title><summary type='text'>Joshua laughing, mother chucklewide bright joyful moment of sunshine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/112117406239715829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=112117406239715829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117406239715829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/112117406239715829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/07/mother-and-child-happy.html' title='Mother and child, happy...'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-111224686448958462</id><published>2005-04-01T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:27:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been one week already...</title><summary type='text'>Today is the one week anniversary of Joshua's birth...It seems so long ago, that moment when we went through the birthing process turning into an operation/delivery by caesarean.After he was born, the medical team moved him to the Neonatal ICU to monitor him for any sign of swallowing the contaminated waterbag. When I went  to NICU, he was being attended to by the nurses, and I saw his eyes open </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/111224686448958462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=111224686448958462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/111224686448958462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/111224686448958462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-has-been-one-week-already.html' title='It has been one week already...'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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-11434810.post-111079091135395890</id><published>2005-03-14T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T17:01:51.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With each passing minute</title><summary type='text'>I am getting older with each passing minute, never to live it again, only in memory. So I shall live the fullest of each minute, the sixty seconds of my available time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/feeds/111079091135395890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11434810&amp;postID=111079091135395890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/111079091135395890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11434810/posts/default/111079091135395890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passingthot.blogspot.com/2005/03/with-each-passing-minute.html' title='With each passing minute'/><author><name>twotablet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15286467491185437063</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>
