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  <title>Enigma of Life</title>
  <subtitle>Mysterious paradox</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Serafina Lee</name>
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  <updated>2008-10-25T07:02:55Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:4076</id>
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    <title>Phase 13</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T14:39:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T14:39:00Z</updated>
    <category term="wish"/>
    <category term="suicide"/>
    <category term="depression"/>
    <category term="holiday"/>
    <lj:music>Innocent starter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff" size="4"&gt;I just came back from overseas, had a short holiday to refresh mah body.. Really stinks, that the holidays are coming to an end, I wish that it could go on forever and ever (?).. But if u think about it, it won't come true even&amp;nbsp;I wish upon a thousand shooting&amp;nbsp;stars, only God can grant&amp;nbsp; this wish..&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I am not in a suicidal mode, just...out of sorts, yeah, that's it... (goes into depression mode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:3559</id>
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    <title>Phase 11</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T14:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T12:10:19Z</updated>
    <category term="studies"/>
    <category term="books"/>
    <category term="ranting"/>
    <lj:music>avril-naked</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#333399"&gt;I couldn't&amp;nbsp;log&amp;nbsp;on for a couple of days 'cos my internet connection was busted... But, I went to buy my school books and men, do they weight a ton!&amp;nbsp;Looks like it's back to keeping my books under my table... but, I shouldn't complain, right? The irony of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:3154</id>
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    <title>Phase 10</title>
    <published>2007-11-07T02:54:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-25T07:02:55Z</updated>
    <category term="studies"/>
    <category term="stress"/>
    <category term="miracles"/>
    <category term="grades"/>
    <lj:music>sakura's song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;Is success vital? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;The taste of success,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay,&amp;nbsp;I just got back my exam results!! I got into the top class, which means I will take all 3 pure sciences. It is gonna be hell though, there is so much to memorize and study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do people yearn for success?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So sweet, yet bitter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, to tell the truth, it is a big surprise. I was fooling around this year and not really putting my heart and soul into studying (maybe that's why I got a B in science?). But, when I went to check my scripts for errors. I actully got an A in maths and english!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the meaning of success?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surreal, yet fading,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I even got the highest for&amp;nbsp;english in my class!!! Somehow, my brain cells must have a freak multiplication&amp;nbsp;during the exams, and that might have triggered some kind of &amp;quot;correct answering&amp;quot;, do you think so?? I guess miracles do happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is someone considered to have achieved success?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laced with deceit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;asucaga 25&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:2904</id>
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    <title>Phase 09</title>
    <published>2007-11-06T11:01:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-25T07:00:48Z</updated>
    <category term="naruto"/>
    <category term="gundam seed"/>
    <category term="popular"/>
    <category term="manga"/>
    <lj:music>arisaka mika-life goes on</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#99ccff" size="4"&gt;Why is manga so popular?&lt;br /&gt;Manga, a fast-catching trend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#99ccff" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been affected by the manga virus. My friends around me have been bringing their manga to school to read, but a single manga comic is so expensive...sigh....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it that addictive, till some people are willing to fork out that much money?&lt;br /&gt;Even overtaking American comics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched the anime episodes of the manga on youtube and crunchyroll. the most popular manga, though, is Naruto, but I don't really read or watch it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it the next big &amp;quot;thing&amp;quot;?&lt;br /&gt;Like a rearing dragon,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently read selected manga, my favourie being Gundam Seed. I really am hoping that there is a sequel to it...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did it reach to this stage of popularity?&lt;br /&gt;It overtakes us by by the element of surprise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:2749</id>
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    <title>Phase 08</title>
    <published>2007-11-05T06:29:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-25T06:59:36Z</updated>
    <category term="thoughts"/>
    <category term="noise"/>
    <category term="ranting"/>
    <lj:music>vitamin c -friends forever</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff" size="4"&gt;Why is noise considered annoying?&lt;br /&gt;Noise, a bane that should have not existed,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aargh, the noise from the renovation is driving me bonkers!!! I can't even concentrate on my homework or playing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there a foolproof method to abolish noise?&lt;br /&gt;An existence that is hated by many,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in, day out. Everywhere I go, there is always some kind of noise generated at different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was noise created in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Widely regarded as a source of annoyance,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noise is sound. Different sounds, different noise. Humans have differing opinions about noise, and that is a fact&amp;nbsp;of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it a boon or bane?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it is time to to have a change of thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:1852</id>
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    <title>Phase 07</title>
    <published>2007-11-02T11:19:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-25T06:49:48Z</updated>
    <category term="random inspiration"/>
    <category term="nightmare"/>
    <category term="dream"/>
    <category term="story"/>
    <category term="fear"/>
    <lj:music>shakira - hips don't lie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#333399" size="4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serafina&amp;nbsp;awoke with a start.&amp;nbsp;She sat up abruptly as her pupils&amp;nbsp;darted back and forth, searching for any hint of menace. She heaved a sigh of relief when she realized that it was all a nightmare. She slid into her furry bunny slippers and softly closed the door so as not to awaken her sleeping best friend, Felicia, who was sound asleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a continuation from my previous story, so pls read that first.&amp;nbsp;This story is out of random inspiration, and will bear no resemblance to any other story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:1501</id>
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    <title>Phase 04</title>
    <published>2007-10-16T07:48:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T12:08:42Z</updated>
    <category term="random inspiration"/>
    <category term="story"/>
    <category term="fear"/>
    <lj:music>avril - complicated</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her eyes&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;dilated&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;with fear. Her soft footsteps echoed down the hallway. The echo of her footsteps reverberated around the room. Terror gripped her whole being and pedpiration started dripping from her forehead.&amp;nbsp;Serafina felt as if she had been running for ages, yet she could not will herself to stop. Frightening thoughts raced through her mind. Panic started to engulf her, when suddenly, a blood-chilling scream pierced her ears. Overcome with fright,&amp;nbsp;Serafina lost her balance and fell down in a swoop. Just before she fainted, she saw a shadow loomed over her. &amp;quot;Save me.&amp;quot; were the last words she uttered before her mind completely shut down and&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;was lulled into a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;How was that? This story is out of random inspiration, but, I think that I should be able to write a continuation to it..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:1189</id>
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    <title>Phase 03</title>
    <published>2007-10-12T06:57:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T12:08:03Z</updated>
    <category term="exhaustion"/>
    <category term="poem"/>
    <category term="exams"/>
    <category term="factual"/>
    <category term="emotions"/>
    <lj:music>Nami - reason</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do we humans feel exhausted?&lt;br /&gt;I stand in a sea of sorrow and exhaustion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I am ready to flop down on my couch and kick back my heels. The final year exam has exhausted all my energy and now, it's time for the 2 R's; relaxation and reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is feeling exhausted neutral or sinister?&lt;br /&gt;Void of all emotions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The final year exams just keep on getting tougher as we age. More facts and data are piled onto us, as we struggle to cope with the workload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is exhaustion a major factor in the cause of the sluggishness that happen periodically?&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;yearn to cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sometimes,&amp;nbsp; I wish that we could go back to when we were mere children, so carefree and naive. Without a&amp;nbsp;problem to stress about... If only we could...&amp;nbsp;But, that is merely a wish that can never be granted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do humans yearn to not want be exhausted, just&amp;nbsp;like immortals or superheroes, which&amp;nbsp;they knew, would never come true?&lt;br /&gt;Yet, my tears, are being held back by an invisible barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Phase 02</title>
    <published>2007-10-11T05:29:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T12:07:27Z</updated>
    <category term="poem"/>
    <category term="factual"/>
    <category term="education"/>
    <category term="reflection"/>
    <lj:music>Gomenasai</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#cc99ff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is education considered&amp;nbsp;imperative?&lt;br /&gt;Education, a&amp;nbsp;foremost event in our life,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently completed my exams. The past 11 months flew by in a whirl, aided and abetted by a vile monster which goes by the name of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can humans learn to live without education?&lt;br /&gt;Associated with the likes of success,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I often struggle in the short-term,&amp;nbsp;raking&amp;nbsp;my brains over a particular problem, but, in the long-term,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;somehow managed to catch up and scrape through my exams. This is just one of the many variatios of what could &lt;em&gt;possibly &lt;/em&gt;happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is education all-mighty in the eyes of humans?&lt;br /&gt;Sworn enemies with failure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is filled with complex formulas and equations,&amp;nbsp;complete with a set of science facts and sprinkled&amp;nbsp;with english notes for additional flavour. As we age, our homework load gets higher and higher until it is enough to rival Mount Everest's height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is education a sure-fire way to ensure that no poor soul&amp;nbsp;gets left behind?&lt;br /&gt;An enigma lurking behind the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Humans race with each other, for the glory of honour and fame, jostling each other aside, in their bid to grant their dream. There is no room for weakness, only the strong ones will prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do adults keep on stressing the importance of education?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darting forth to catch us at the time where we are blissfully ignorant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:asucaga25:723</id>
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    <title>Phase 01</title>
    <published>2007-10-10T09:13:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T10:58:42Z</updated>
    <category term="poem"/>
    <category term="life"/>
    <category term="factual"/>
    <lj:music>Sound of my dream</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#99ccff"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the definition of life?&lt;br /&gt;Life is a myriad of colours,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing diary entries is not entirely alien to me, but for some unknown reason, I can never seem to keep a diary to last for an entire year. From this, a person can surely deduce that I am a person who is not synchronised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do we cling on stubbornly to the last glistening threads that are slowly&amp;nbsp;falling away? &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways can it be described,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, keeping a diary lets me pour out my feelings and help me to better apppreciate myself. Mundane activities like reading and surfing the Internet&amp;nbsp;can only take you so far in life, whereseas what do humans really yearn for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do humans yearn with their heart to prolong their lives?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raging like a whirlpool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are merely humans, who are prone to mistakes, and are embroiled in a constant battle raging deep inside us. Never&amp;nbsp;to stop to think how precious the life that is granted to us&amp;nbsp;and casting it&amp;nbsp;away as easily as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do humans treat life as if it is a thrilling game, perhaps the most dangerous that ever existed?&lt;br /&gt;Or, as silent as the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;asucaga25&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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