<?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-1032433308694412580</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:17:56.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to God.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05451621391554357154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img108.imagevenue.com/loc436/th_62430_07072006123_122_436lo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032433308694412580.post-8107141956257259228</id><published>2008-06-17T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:58:50.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic in Singapore</title><content type='html'>I found this interesting exerpt on http://www.xpatxperience.com/vehicles/singapore_traffic.shtml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans are generally quite insecure and highly defensive drivers. You will find traffic moves slow, cars don't pull up quickly at traffic lights or when merging into a highway. For some reason unknown to us, there is something very appealing about the fast lane, which is why most drivers will stick to this lane as if their life depended on it, even though they might only drive 60 km/h and are not overtaking anyone. At the same time, don't be surprised if you see someone taking 10 minutes to back their car into a parking spot while at the same time blocking the flow of traffic on the road. Indicators are virtually never used in Singapore, especially by drivers of a Mercedes Benz (must be some sort of unwritten code). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiasu-ism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another frustrating thing about the Singaporean way of driving is the so-called 'Kiasu-ism' displayed by many drivers. Kiasu means 'afraid to loose' and translates itself on the road into a complete lack of courtesy. The average Singaporean driver would rather total his BMW than grant you some space if you want to merge into a highway, or simply switch lanes on the roads. There is a virtual neon flashing 'Me First!' sign on practically every car. It's a bit of a shame this mentality is nowhere to be found when it comes to operating the accelerator paddle. The trick to overcome this is by developing a fair share of kiasu-ism yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032433308694412580-8107141956257259228?l=alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/feeds/8107141956257259228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032433308694412580&amp;postID=8107141956257259228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/8107141956257259228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/8107141956257259228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/2008/06/traffic-in-singapore.html' title='Traffic in Singapore'/><author><name>alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05451621391554357154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img108.imagevenue.com/loc436/th_62430_07072006123_122_436lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032433308694412580.post-751451210712662730</id><published>2008-04-21T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T08:48:48.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's for the better.</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna lose you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna use you&lt;br /&gt;just to have sombody by my side&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna hate you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna be the one to cry&lt;br /&gt;That don't really matter to anyone, anymore&lt;br /&gt;But like a fool I keep losing my place&lt;br /&gt;And I keep seeing you walk through that door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a danger in loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And its sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay where they are&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could never change you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna blame you&lt;br /&gt;Baby you don't have to take the fall&lt;br /&gt;Yes I may have hurt you&lt;br /&gt;But I did not desert you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want to have it all&lt;br /&gt;It makes a sound like thunder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like rain&lt;br /&gt;And like a fool who will never see the truth&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking something's gonna change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a danger in loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And its sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay where they are&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way home&lt;br /&gt;when it's late at night and you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;Are there things that you wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel me beside you in your bed&lt;br /&gt;there beside you where I used to lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a Danger in Loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad when you know it's your heart they can't touch&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay who they are&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032433308694412580-751451210712662730?l=alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/feeds/751451210712662730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032433308694412580&amp;postID=751451210712662730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/751451210712662730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/751451210712662730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-for-better.html' title='It&apos;s for the better.'/><author><name>alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05451621391554357154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img108.imagevenue.com/loc436/th_62430_07072006123_122_436lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032433308694412580.post-9130493290645359258</id><published>2008-04-16T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:32:59.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you leave.</title><content type='html'>If you leave, don't leave now&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take my heart away&lt;br /&gt;Promise me just one more night&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll go our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;We've always had time on our sides&lt;br /&gt;Now it's fading fast&lt;br /&gt;Every second every moment&lt;br /&gt;We've gotta make it last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch you once I touch you twice&lt;br /&gt;I won't let go at any price&lt;br /&gt;I need you now like I needed you then&lt;br /&gt;You always said we'd still be friends, someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave I won't cry&lt;br /&gt;I won't waste a single day&lt;br /&gt;But if you leave don't look back&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the other way&lt;br /&gt;Seven years went under the bridge&lt;br /&gt;Like time was standing still&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows what happens now&lt;br /&gt;You've got to say you will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032433308694412580-9130493290645359258?l=alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/feeds/9130493290645359258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032433308694412580&amp;postID=9130493290645359258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/9130493290645359258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/9130493290645359258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-leave.html' title='If you leave.'/><author><name>alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05451621391554357154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img108.imagevenue.com/loc436/th_62430_07072006123_122_436lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1032433308694412580.post-2498262375753588364</id><published>2008-04-04T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:12:47.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobic</title><content type='html'>I watched you sit alone&lt;br /&gt;I watched you cry your eyes out&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me what you've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it so bad that&lt;br /&gt;I would shut you out&lt;br /&gt;And leave you here alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I saw what you did&lt;br /&gt;I was right there with you&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you sink&lt;br /&gt;No, I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phobic&lt;br /&gt;Don't be&lt;br /&gt;Grace needs a little more freedom&lt;br /&gt;Phobic&lt;br /&gt;Don't be&lt;br /&gt;Love needs room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched you grow&lt;br /&gt;And I've stood in your shadow&lt;br /&gt;I've never walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung the stars and&lt;br /&gt;I hold your heart&lt;br /&gt;So, don't ever be afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know when you breathe&lt;br /&gt;And I feel when you need&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you sink&lt;br /&gt;No, I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be healed&lt;br /&gt;You can be free&lt;br /&gt;You can know peace&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid&lt;br /&gt;He's here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032433308694412580-2498262375753588364?l=alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/feeds/2498262375753588364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032433308694412580&amp;postID=2498262375753588364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/2498262375753588364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1032433308694412580/posts/default/2498262375753588364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/2008/04/phobic.html' title='Phobic'/><author><name>alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05451621391554357154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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night&lt;br /&gt;Been given the green light&lt;br /&gt;So go entertain them&lt;br /&gt;They're waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;They're waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you been to a place like this?&lt;br /&gt;To see your breath as it paints against the sky&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so right and things will run&lt;br /&gt;The fever is near&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1032433308694412580-6007396591185403312?l=alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexanderjohntan.blogspot.com/feeds/6007396591185403312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1032433308694412580&amp;postID=6007396591185403312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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